The black bull had a copper ring through its skin and was tied to a wooden post, lying on the ground with tears in its eyes, looking very pitiful.
"Morning, Su Tu!"
Uncle Gong waved with a cheerful smile as he saw Su Tu coming down.
Su Tu also smiled and said, "Morning, Uncle Gong. Did you buy a bull? Planning to sell beef?"
"This one? It wasn't bought. It ran to my doorstep by itself."
"How about it? If you want, I'll give it to you. Keep it as a pet."
Uncle Gong squinted his eyes into a line, looking very amiable.
Upon hearing this, the black bull lifted its head very spiritually, looking at Su Tu with full expectation, appearing pitiful.
"Come on, Uncle Gong, who keeps a bull as a pet? This big guy, I have no place to raise it."
"Besides, Uncle Gong, I don't eat beef!" Su Tu rarely made a joke.
This amused Uncle Gong, who laughed heartily. After a few more words, Su Tu headed straight for the Martial Arts Department.
