Every day, Yan Zhengya told Maomao Pig not to chase the chickens, and then every day the Maomao Pig turned a deaf ear and rushed into the fence to chase the chickens happily. This seems to be one of their daily routines.
In the pen, chickens fly and pigs jump. Without the rooster, the woolly pigs and a few hens can be tied, and sometimes even slightly better.
After chasing the chicken, Maomao Pig ran to a basin of clean water in the yard to take a bath by himself. Yan Zhengya prepares several basins of clean water for Maomao Pig every day, just waiting for it to take a bath when it gets tired of playing. After all, it is a pig who loves cleanliness very much.
Hairy Pig shook the water droplets on his body, and then ran in circles on a flat stone. While playing happily, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of me. The next moment it was hugged by a pair of warm hands.
"Oh, this little black pig is really cute. It's fluffy, and it's not as hard as other wild boars." The person who picked it up sighed with a smile on his face.
"Yes, yes, the boss asked me to touch." A person next to him asked with interest.
But as soon as that person reached out, Maomao Pig felt very scared, as if something heavy and terrifying was about to come over.
"Don't touch it, it can't stand your coercion. It's just a mutated pig, you're a dragon." The person holding it prevented another person from touching it.
Hairy Pig breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at the person holding it. Ah, it's a sister. Yaya said that such a good-looking person should be called sister. This sister is so comfortable to hold her, ah, so comfortable, so comfortable, my sister scratched her chin. Huluhulu, sister, I want it, I want it.
Tian Miao looked at the hairy pig who stretched out his body in his hands, and his tail started to wag, and couldn't help laughing again.
"Mao Mao Zhu, you can't call him Yaya, you have to call him Dad." Tian Miao's mouth didn't move, but Mao Mao Zhu found that he could hear this sister's voice.
"Snoring? What is Dad?" Mao Maozhu was surprised to find that he could speak? No, no, it seems that I can talk to this sister in my own mind.
"Dad, it's the one who takes care of you, loves you, and gives you food." Tian Miao touched the fur on Momao Pig's body. The fur was a little longer, and there were knots in some places. Tian Miao slowly opened up these hairs, and continued to communicate with it directly in the hairy pig's mind with his divine sense.
"Ah, that Yaya is my father! I'll be called my father in the future." Mao Maozhu said happily.
"Boss, you can ask it, what wishes do you have." The man next to him who made Mao Maozhu feel scared spoke again.
desire? What is a wish? The woolly pig is puzzled.
"No, it doesn't even know what a wish is now. When it knows, ask again." Tianmiao said this, and after that, he touched the chubby belly of Mao Maozhu, "Maomao pig, you If something comes to us, you can see us if you want, you know?"
Snoring? What does this mean? Hairy pigs don't understand at all.
"Mao Maozhu, it's time to eat!" Yan Zhengya called from the room.
"Huluhulu, elder sister, my father called me to eat, I'm going to eat." Mao Mao Pig scratched the palm of Tian Miao's hand with his little pig's trotter.
Tian Miao smiled and put down the hairy pig, and the hairy pig quickly ran towards the house, ran to Yan Zhengya's side, and then lifted the little pig's hooves and pointed out.
"What's the matter? You lost a fight with a group of chickens and asked me to avenge you? No, isn't that group of hens no longer your opponent? What do you want me to see?" Yan Zhengya followed Mao Mao Zhu to the door , looking into the yard. There was nothing unusual in the yard, which made Yan Zhengya a little puzzled about what Mao Maozhu was expressing.
Mao Maozhu tilted his little head and looked into the yard suspiciously.
Strange, what about those two people just now? What about the sister who touches it to make it feel good? Why are you missing
(End of this chapter)