After Wang the Miser left, Li Long chatted with his family a little longer, then drove the tractor to Old Ma's Place.
He wanted to check on Uncle Lao Luo.
After he parked the tractor, Uncle Lao Luo didn't come out, which surprised Li Long a little. He pushed the door open and found Uncle Lao Luo sitting in a chair, looking slightly pained.
"What's wrong, Uncle Lao Luo? Are you sick? Come on, I'll take you to the township to see a doctor!" Li Long said at once.
"No, no, I'm not sick." Uncle Lao Luo hurriedly stood up. "Really, I'm not. Don't worry."
"But you looked like you were hurting just now..." Li Long asked, puzzled.
"Ah, that buck roe deer rammed me." Uncle Lao Luo smiled wryly. "We cut the velvet antlers off the deer in our pens, but the roe deer's were too short, so we left them alone. Then winter came, and those velvet antlers turned into hard antlers."
"It rammed you?" Li Long asked.
"Yes," Uncle Lao Luo said. "I went to feed them early this morning. I had to go into the pen to clear away the stalks left over from yesterday's feed, and it caught me off guard and knocked me over. I twisted my arm when I fell."
"Then I'll go slaughter it now. If it dares ram people, we can't keep it." Li Long stood up. Slaughtering a roe deer was easy enough.
"No, no, you can't slaughter it." Uncle Lao Luo hurriedly stopped him. "We still need it for breeding."
"It isn't our only buck roe deer."
"It's fiercer than the others, so it produces good offspring," Uncle Lao Luo said, speaking as something of an expert. "We have to keep it."
"Then let's saw its antlers off." Li