Every day, Yan Zhengya had to tell the hairy pig not to go to the chicken, and then every day the hairy pig turned a deaf ear and happily rushed into the fence to catch the chicken. It seems to be one of their daily routines.

In the enclosure, the chickens fly and the pigs jump, and without the rooster, the hairy pigs and a few hens can tie, and sometimes they can have a slight advantage.

After chasing the chickens, the hairy pig ran to a basin of clean water in the yard and bathed himself. Yan Zhengya prepares a few basins of water for the hairy pig every day, just waiting for it to take a bath when it is tired of playing. After all, he's a super clean piggy.

The hairy pig shook off the water droplets on his body, and then ran in circles on a flat stone to play. When I was having a good time, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of me. The next moment it was picked up by a pair of warm hands.

"Oh, this little black pig is really cute, fluffy, not at all as hard as the fur of other wild boars." The person who picked it up sighed with a smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, the boss asked me to touch it." A person next to him asked with interest.

But as soon as the man reached out, the hairy pig felt very frightened, as if something very heavy and terrible was about to weigh it down.

"Don't touch it, it can't stand your coercion. It's just a mutated piglet, and you're a dragon. The person holding it stopped the other 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 holding herself, ah, so comfortable and comfortable, my sister scratches her chin. Snoring, sister, I still want me.

Tianmiao looked at the hairy pig who stretched out his body in his hands and his tail began to sway, and couldn't help but laugh again.

"Maomao Pig, you can't call him Yaya, you have to call him Dad." Tianmiao's mouth didn't move, but Mao Mao Pig found that he could hear this sister's voice.

"Snorr? What is Dad? "Mao Mao Pig was surprised to find that he could speak? No, no, it's like I can talk to this sister in my own head.

"Dad, it's the one who takes care of you, loves you, and gives you back food." Tianmiao touched the hair on the hairy pig, the hair was a little long, and there were knots in some places. Tianmiao slowly sorted out 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 call Daddy from now on. Mao Mao said happily.

"Boss, you can ask it, what do you want?" The man next to him, who had scared Maomao, spoke again.

Aspiration? What is Wish? Hairy Pig wondered.

"No, it doesn't even know what a wish is right now. Wait until it knows, and then ask. Tianmiao said this, and after speaking, he touched the round belly of the hairy pig, "Maomao pig, if you have something to find us, as long as you want, you can see us, you know?" ”

Snore? What does that mean? Hairy pig doesn't understand it at all.

"Maomao pig, eat!" A solemn call came from the room.

"Snorr, sister, Dad called me to eat, I'm going to eat." The hairy pig shaved the palm of the sky with the little pig's trotters.

Tian Miao smiled and put the hairy pig down, and the hairy pig ran quickly towards the house, ran to Yan Zhengya's side, and then lifted the little pig's trotters and pointed outward.

"What's wrong? Lost a fight with a flock of chickens and let me avenge you? No, aren't those hens already your opponents? What do you want me to see? Yan Zhengya followed the hairy pig to the door and looked into the courtyard. There was nothing unusual in the yard, which made Yan Zhengya a little puzzled about what the hairy pig was expressing.

Hairy Pig tilted his little head and looked at the yard suspiciously.

Strange, what about those two people just now? What about the sister who touched it and made it feel comfortable? Why is it gone?