Chapter 182: The Pig in the Palm of Your Pocket 6

On this day, the autumn was high and cool, and it was difficult to find the sun, Yan Zhengya was lying in the corridor of the hall with the hairy pig in his arms to bask in the sun. Maomao Pig found a comfortable position, leaned on Yan Zhengya's belly, narrowed his small eyes, and basked in the sun comfortably.

"Alas, people say that children are all the same every day, and they grow fast, why don't you grow up? If you continue to eat like this, the landlord's family will have no surplus food. What's more, I'm not a stupid landlord, I'm just a poor Taoist. Yan Zhengya sighed.

"Snorr?" Maomao Pig looked up at Yan Zhengya, who sighed, stretched out his little hooves and patted Yan Zhengya's stomach, as if to comfort him.

"If we continue like this, we won't have enough to eat." Yan Zhengya sighed deliberately and said with a bitter face.

"Humph!" The hairy pig stood up, and suddenly spread its hooves and ran out.

"Where to go?" Yan Zhengya didn't get up, he knew that the hairy pig wouldn't run far, it would go around at most. So he didn't care either.

After a while, the hairy pig curled its little tail and ran back. With a few pieces in his mouth, he ran back with a chirp. Then it was followed by a small squirrel.

Well? Yan Zhengya looked at this scene suspiciously.

The hairy pig ran back to Yan Zhengya's side, spit out the contents of his mouth, and spit in front of Yan Zhengya. That's a few pine nuts! The little squirrel behind the hairy pig was very unconvinced, gesturing his paws, as if he was complaining.

Yan Zhengya was stunned, came back to her senses, and asked, "You went and grabbed the little squirrel's pine nuts to eat for me?" Afraid I won't have enough to eat? ”

"Purr!" The hairy pig pushed the pine nuts in front of him in front of Yan Zhengya, and then squeezed the aggrieved squirrel back.

"Hahahaha, no, silly boy. I'm happy, but it's not right to rob small animals of their rations. We don't have to eat this, I'm teasing you, we'll be fed. Although Yan Zhengya thought it was funny, she was really laughing. But I don't know why, the warm current in my heart is about to overflow.

The hairy pig tilted his head to look at Yan Zhengya, as if he was sure that they really didn't need this, so he lowered his head and arched the pine nuts on the ground back in front of the little squirrel. The little squirrel latched on to a few, then turned and ran away.

And Yan Zhengya looked at the hairy pig that was lying back on his stomach to bask in the sun, and determined one thing. That is, his little boar is really smart and can really understand human speech.

It's a real surprise. He had seen many dogs understand their owners, as well as some cats. But I've never heard of a pig being able to understand what a person says.

Now, his pig can understand human speech and is very caring to find him food!

Ah, what's the deal with a sense of old comfort?

"Okay, I'll cook, don't run around. Don't keep picking up those chickens and don't lay eggs, I see what you eat every morning! Yan Zhengya told the hairy pig very seriously.

One of the joys of hairy pigs is to go to the pen every day to pick up those hens. At the beginning, there was a rooster there, and as soon as it went in to pick up the chicken, it was educated by the rooster, and it was pecked back with a full head and came back humming and chirping to find Yan Zhengya. But Yan Zhengya was distressed, and she sold the rooster at that time. The rest are hens with little fighting power.

Then the hairy pig went to the chicken every day, and he never got tired of it.