Henry was an office worker in a big city. He worked very hard and enjoyed travelling during his holidays.
He usually went to the seaside, but one year he saw an advertisement in a newspaper." Enjoy country life. Spend a few weeks at West Hill Farm. Good food. Fresh air. Walking. Fishing. Cheap and interesting."
"This sounds a good idea," he thought. "I'll spend a month at West Hill Farm. I think I can enjoy walking and fishing. They'll make a change from sitting by the seaside and swimming."
He wrote to the farmer. In the letter he said that he would like to spend the whole July there. Then on the first day of July, he left for West Hill Farm.
But four days later, he returned home.
"What was wrong with West Hill Farm?" his best friend, Ed. asked him. "Didn't you enjoy country life?"
"Country life was very good," Henry said. "But there was another problem."
"Oh. What?"
"Well," he said, "on the first day a sheep died, and we had roast mutton (烤羊肉) for dinner."
"What's wrong with that?" Ed asked. "Fresh meat is the best."
"I know, but on the second day a cow died, and we had roast beef for dinner."
"Lucky you!"
"You don't understand," Henry said. "on the third day a pig died and we had roast pork for dinner."
"A different kind of meat every day," Ed said loudly, "and you are complaining!"
"Let me finish, "Henry said. "on the fourth day the farmer. died, and I didn't dare (敢) stay for dinner!"
