Genius pig

In the afternoon, cow came to my house.

“If you want garlic chives, you have to ask Robert,” I told.

“I’m not hungry,” cow said.

“Good.” I grinned.

“I’m thirsty.”

I smiled, as well, but this time my smile was not sincere from my heart.

“Do you have coconut juice?”

“Okay.” I walked to bring a coconut and a straw for him.

“Thank you,” Cow said, then drank it. “My master gave me food,” he told, “ but he forgot to give me water.”

“Did he forget?”

“Yes, because he is upset with his daughter.”

“What did his daughter do to him?”

“His daughter got married and has a child. Today she brought her child to visit my master and my master said she should have more kids; when they grow up, they would help each other. But his daughter said she wants only one kid because she isn't sure she will be able to love them equally.”

“I think she isn't wrong.”

“She isn't wrong but she said it before her husband.”

“I don't follow.”

“Well, my master has four children. The one who said that was the eldest daughter. She usually doesn’t go along with my master because he always takes the side of the sons.”

“I see.” I wagged my head. “Your master is upset because what her daughter said made him think she wants only a child because of his bad conduct as her sample, and because she said it in front of her husband, he felt ashamed and was afraid his son-in-law would think anything not good about him.”

“Completely correct. I heard my master talked on the phone with his friend. He said exactly the same as you just said.”