"Right, you also think I'm right. That old bastard, just left me alone." Yan Zhengya continued to babble.
"Later, I got into the habit of talking to myself. Oh, I know you don't understand, a pig is still such a black wild boar."
"Okay, let's go back and I'll get you something to eat. But, what do wild boars eat? Oh, no, you can't be called a wild boar in the future, you are a pig with a name now. Hairy pig!"
"Hur!" Mao Maozhu made another sound.
"I'm a little suspicious, are you an ordinary little wild boar, are you a pig demon?" Yan Zhengya touched the little head of Mao Maozhu.
"Snort, snort." Mao Maozhu rubbed Yan Zhengya's palm with his small head.
Yan Zhengya was tickled, and laughed: "Of course you can't be a pig demon, how could there be such a stupid pig demon like you, and you still get into the arms of the demon slayer yourself?"
When one person and one pig returned to the Taoist temple, the sky was completely dark.
Yan Zhengya warmed up the steamed buns and bacon together for a meal, then looked at the woolly pig who was staring at him with black beans, and thought for a while: "Do you eat steamed buns?" Then she handed the other steamed buns to the woolly pig. mouth.
As a result, the hairy pig opened its mouth and started to bite, and it was delicious.
In addition to black, soft, but also feed.
Yan Zhengya tagged Maomao Pig again.
In the evening, when Yan Zhengya was taking a bath, she also took a bath for the woolly pig, and then hugged the woolly pig under the bed and slept together. Don't say, it's almost autumn, it's a little cold, it's really comfortable to sleep with a little pig.
However, the next morning, Yan Zhengya was awakened by the strange feeling on her face. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of little pig trotters stepping on his face. Seeing that Yan Zhengya woke up, Maomao Pig seemed very happy, and stepped even more cheerfully.
"Stop, my handsome face is going to be deformed by you." Yan Zhengya sat up, the furry pig fell down with a snort, and was caught by Yan Zhengya, "I'm going out today to do errands and hand over the weasel demon I caught yesterday. When the list goes, you can play at home, don't go out of the yard, you know?"
Maomaozhu obviously didn't know what Yan Zhengya was talking about, and looked at Yan Zhengya with a puzzled head.
"I can't take a pig out. I put the food and water in a bowl for you. You can eat it yourself when you're hungry." Yan Zhengya got up, washed her face, and muttered as she washed her face. The woolly pig spun around at Yan Zhengya's feet, and finally Yan Zhengya squatted down and wiped it before it stopped spinning.
But when Yan Zhengya was about to go out, she grabbed onto Yan Zhengya's trouser legs and did not let go.
"I'll be back in the afternoon."
"Hurry up, I'm really coming back in the afternoon, I don't lie, oh, I don't lie to pigs, really!"
"Your pants are going to be bitten by you. I don't have any more pants."
"Okay, let's take you to take you there, let go."
"Really, I'm used to you. I'm going to raise you and eat you."
"Hey, I said eat you, what's your stomach rumbling called? I gave you something to eat, you don't eat it, blame me? Forget it, buy the buns and eat it, do you eat it?"
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Yan Zhengya held a bun in his mouth, and was feeding it in his arms. He tried to hold the bun with his front hooves, but he couldn't hold the woolly pig firmly. Yan Zhengya ignored the strange eyes of the people around her and thought about a problem seriously. The stuffing in this sauce pork bun is pork, right? Is it okay to feed the woolly pigs? There should be no, after all, one is a wild boar and the other is a domestic pig. The species are different, so it should not be considered cannibalism.
He didn't even think about why a little wild boar that was born less than a month ago could eat food such as steamed buns and steamed buns.
(End of this chapter)