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Memories of a dogfighting childhood

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In 1968, I was just ten years old when I was in elementary school, our school is a key primary school in Chaoyang District, located in the intersection of urban and rural areas on the third ring road, there are both residents and farmers around the school, most of the peasants are living here in the qing Dynasty, most of the residents are the public houses of the foreign personnel units of the organs and factories and mines in the north and south of the world, most of the peasant families have a big yard, most of them are yellow chai dogs but they are also very powerful and fierce, we have to go to school every day to pass through their yards, these dogs will ask you for food When the dog was not full of food, it would ask people to eat, and when it ate, it would make a gesture to people, but it did not forget that its duty could not go near the door of its owner, and as soon as it approached it, it immediately changed its face and made a whining sound that was very infiltrative. Many of the peasants who live around the school are descendants of the Manchu flag people, they have the habit of learning martial arts wrestling and physical fitness, one by one, they are brave and aggressive, they also have a love of fighting dogs, dogs fight people fierce dogs fiercely tear dogs when they see dogs, their heads are broken and bleeding, that year was particularly chaotic but it did not take long, the government issued a dog fighting order not to keep dogs, many families hoisted dogs alive and tired, and some of them sold twenty pounds of grain stamps to the workers of the Ministry of Chemical Industry who came to Beijing to aid, they especially love to eat dog meat, The Heping generation lived in many Xian people from the old industrial areas of the northeast who came to Beijing, and the food stamps weighed twenty pounds more than money in exchange for a big dog.

Memories of a dogfighting childhood
Memories of a dogfighting childhood
Memories of a dogfighting childhood
Memories of a dogfighting childhood

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