A childhood past with a purpose

When I was seven or eight years old, my family had a few sheep. There was an old water goat with two big curved horns. This sheep has a docile personality, is shy and honest, and is a sheep talent! It gave birth to several litters of lambs, and the family loved it. One winter I came back from herding sheep and forgot to tie up the old goat. It walked into our house's doorless stove house and ate a basket of freshly steamed buns. The next day he died. The whole family was in pain for several days. I was also beaten.

There is also one thing that I still remember when I was a child. It was a busy season for the harvesting of wheat. My family and my uncle's family partnered with a machine to remove wheat. In their house, we children took turns to use the pot to pick up the wheat pellets, and then carried the pot to pour the wheat on the open ground elsewhere. It was more than three o'clock in the afternoon that he finished his house. Since rain is forecast tomorrow, it must be done today. Our family worked overtime at night. In the evening, the children of the uncle's family were gone, leaving me and my brother to take the pot. We were both tired and sweaty. After a while my brother also came home, because my old water sheep had laid cubs. It's getting busier and more chaotic! I didn't know how many boxes of wheat I took alone, and I ended up lying asleep next to the roaring demachining machine. Afterwards, my parents were very guilty, and they said that I had brought thousands of pounds of wheat on seven acres of land alone, and they were worried that I would grow up tired and injured. Luckily, I'm 1.75 meters. !!!