Chapter Six Day Three (Wednesday)

On the eve, after a bath, having come to the hotel, they immediately fell asleep.

Half an hour later, with noise, the drivers and Andrew, tumbled in, went up to George’s bed and asked for the key to the bath.

George gave him the key - Put it here. Andrew, do not make noise when you come.

- Yes, we ourselves are falling down from our feet

George did not hear how they returned.

...

Raisa arrived at a quarter to eight, forty-five minutes before the director's meeting.

The watchman, Titarenko Semyon, smoked, waiting for her.

Seeing Raisa, threw a cigarette butt into the grass and trampled.

She spoke to him

- Did you smoke again? See Semyon, write out a fine!

- Heaven, honey! - he embraced her - I'm not in the current area.

- You are not! And Erofeich, looking at you, smokes here.

- Paradise and fine Yerofeich! Why me?

- That others were afraid! Okay. Semyon, have you seen him? How do you like it?

- The boy is inexperienced. And you? Do you like it?

Raisa was embarrassed

- Raya! - he put his arm around - did you like it?

- Yes! But this woman! Alla! Even without the toilet does not go

Raisa chuckled - Well, she's up to Sunday. Okay, go home. I do not want him to see us together.

...

Vadim, Valera and Vitaly, under the direction of Uncle Grisha, armed with an ax, a hacksaw and a hammer, bypassed the scruff after dinner and patched holes in the fence.

Uncle Grisha looked at the sun - Smoke out, you guys!

- Uncle Grisha, you do not smoke!

- Uncle Grisha, tell me something!

- I, robit, lived until my retirement in another district. And as my little wife died, it became unbearable to live in that village. Here and moved. I come from here.

- Uncle Grisha, how old are you?

- Eighth dozen last summer traded.

“Chyo, haven't you married, Uncle Grish?”

- I was wooed here to one, the man had recently buried. Barbara ...

Uncle Grisha fell silent and, with his head up, looked at the glittering fighter, cutting the sky with a jet trail.

- Vaughn, the hawk is flying! I once walked to the village, and yong buzzed. I looked, the trace went from him. I already reached the village, but yon everything flies.

Uncle Grisha shook his head.

- Uncle Grisha, he is high, so it seems that he is flying slowly. Yes, and he flew a long time, but remains a jet trail. Here we see it.

- Uncle Grisha, so what, Barbara? Refused?

- A bit old for me, says. It's not even an hour, I'll kill you. Shame I can not do it.

- Uncle Grish, and here riversand or aboutZera is not around? Won what heat, to swim.

- Far away the river. Need to go. And there are lakes. Tokmo onee small and in the marshes. Tokmo for fishing.

But when I lived on Tara, it spread in the spring. Once it has spread so much that the underground has flooded me. A week later, the water went down, and in the subfield crucian!

- Well, all robs! - Uncle Grisha, from under the arm, squinting in the sun - A smoke break is over. For the work.

...

The day was sunny and hot.

Shoveling conveyor two piles of grain before dinner, rested under the wall of the warehouse, hiding from the sun was hot.

Raisa, the agitator, shovel the seed grain in the warehouse. And when a dump truck drove up from the field, with grain for the dryer, it went into the weight one.

Seeing that they had already shoveled two piles of grain, she approached and praised and let Masha go to lunch.

- You too go early. And then by one there will be a queue.

- George! - She called out when they went to the gate

He asked Raisa not to contact him by patronymic.

Alla released his hand.

He returned to Raisa.

- George, Vova asks for an advance.

George shrugged.

- I'll write an advance. And I'll write you out. But Vova, as soon as she gets the money, starts asking for home, to the city.

George was silent, not understanding what the conversation was about.

- He will ask for leave. But you can't let him go.He will not return back! He also left two years ago and never returned. And Erofeich, alone, is hard. Especially if it rains. Then it is necessary to dry in two shifts! And one way!

- Why will he ask me for leave? You are the boss!

- And I will not let him go! Therefore, I warn you. I will not let go! And he, then, will ask you to ask for it.

- It is clear now.

- How much do you write? Twenty rubles enough?

- How much does Vova ask for?

- Vova asks for fifty! But I'll write him thirty.

- Twenty, enough

- Go! Jealous of yours! - Raisa looked over his shoulder at Alla, who stopped and turned around.

When they passed by the barn, George, who had long wanted to drink, turned to him.

- Where are you going? - Alla asked, and Lyubaha with Tanya, walking a little ahead, stopped and turned around.

- I am thirsty. Strong!

- And where will you drink?

George smiled - There are drinking bowls. For cows

- For the same cows! - Alla was surprised

- Pour clean water into the drinkers. Plumbing.

- I'll wait

- And we will go! Let's take a turn in the canteen, if the people will be.

Lyubaha with Tanya went.

Alla, stepping off the path, crouched in the grass.

The barn was fenced, but there was no gate on this side. The drinker was also not visible.

George went to the hedge, climbed over and went to the door. The large doors were closed from the inside, but the door was ajar.

He went inside.

Opposite door wings were wide open and daylight illuminated the barn room. Through the windows, dusty and covered with flies, the light barely penetrated. Under the ceiling, in two rows along the aisle, were lamps with lighted lamps.

He walked down the aisle.

There were no cows, and two milkmaids in aprons cleaned the stall.

- Hello!

Women are young, full-breasted, flushed. They looked at each other, giggled and greeted.

- Do you have the stall content?

They looked at each other. Giggled.

- Yes!

- Why do you manually clear the stall?

Milkmaids sprinkled without exchanging glances - How so?

- Well, here are the trays! - he stepped to the stall and lowered his head.

- A cow unlearned! She shits where it stands! - answered one and they laughed.

- Unlearned! But the training gives in. And learns from one time! And here are the posts!

Along the stall, on either side of the aisle, wooden posts with hooks were installed, at a height of about one and a half meters from the floor.

“These wires and hooks send a live wire. It is clear that not two hundred and twenty! And the current is constant! The voltage is twelve or twenty four volts, and I don’t remember the current now, but the electrician should know. The wire is forwarded with sagging, under the height of the sacrum of each cow. Just above the sacrum! The cow, when emptied, before, raises the sacrum. Is it up?

Milkmaids listened, mouth open!

- Yeah! - nodded, answered one.

- That's when she yeah will do, the sacrum will touch the wire and it will fuck with current! Not much, but sensitive! The cow takes a step back and shakes, or pisses (!) Right in the tray! And when she wants to do yeah the next time, then first take a step back! If you get stubborn, and from the first time the lesson does not learn, it will fuck again! She will not experiment again! And shit, and piss will be in the tray, as pretty! After that, the wire can be removed! He will be needed if others come unlearned!

Milkmaids looked at each other.

- Tell the manager, and it is better to the director.

- I will tell!

He did not notice how Raisa approached.

- How do you know all this?

- Yes, we have in the village, barn, exactly the same! And in the summer, after the ninth grade, I worked on a farm. Feed unloaded. Well then ...

He also saw Alla standing at the door and, apparently, also hearing his lecture on the stale maintenance of cattle

- By the way, women also do yeah before as! Are they amenable to shock training like a cow? I do not know.

He remembered that he wanted to drink - Yes, girls, do you have water in the troughs?

Milkmaids ...