Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 208 - . Piggy number six_1

Chapter 208: 208. Piggy number six_1

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Chapter 208: 208. Piggy number six_1

Song Tan asked, and everyone else came to realize—

“Right, how many pigs did you say there were?”

Among them, Song Sancheng was almost off his stool. Now he couldn’t help but turn his head to look toward the rear mountain, which was completely out of sight.

Zhao Fangyuan was stunned for a moment: “Six, I didn’t count wrong, three black and three white!”

“How is that possible!”

Song Sancheng felt his memory was being insulted: “It was clearly two black and three white!”

Those piglets were quite expensive at the time of purchase, Wu Lan even murmured about it several nights in her sleep. Plus, at the beginning, he carried the pig feed bucket over to feed them every day, and he knew very well which one grew the strongest and which one was a bit more weak, but over the past half-month…

He couldn’t sit still any longer, and now he stood up: “I’m going to go check the rear mountain.”

Because he finally realized that Qiaoqiao had been in charge of the rear mountain for the past half-month.

Thinking of this, Song Sancheng was a bit puzzled: “In this past half-month, none of you went up to check on the mountain? You really just let Qiaoqiao handle it?”

As people say, “A fortune in millions, livestock not counted.”

It shows the meticulousness and caution of the breeding industry.

But while the entire family was busy hustling, nobody noticed that Qiaoqiao had actually been taking care of the rear mountain for half a month without a single problem.

—Unless adding an extra pig isn’t considered a problem.

He thought about it; he had been to the rear mountain, but certainly didn’t focus on the pigs or chickens – at best, he would just take a turn around the beehive area.

At this moment, the usually silent Grandpa Song Youde was also deep in thought:

“I remember I always thought about walking over there in the morning and evening, and Qiaoqiao always said it was fine, it was fine… He’s distracted me every time. Now that I think about it, Qiaoqiao has indeed been feeding them quite a lot recently.”

The same pig feed, needing to be given five times a day, doesn’t that mean there’s an extra pig?

Now, no one could sit still anymore. They hurriedly rushed to the rear mountain.

Meanwhile, in the little classroom, Qiaoqiao shifted nervously and said softly, “Teacher Xin, I hear them talking about pigs, and I take care of the pigs. Can I go check on them?”

“No.” Teacher Xin usually seemed to have a good temper, but once in the classroom, she maintained a strong presence.

At this moment, her expression was stern: “You need to concentrate during class.”

Qiaoqiao was still a little scared of the legendary teacher.

He nodded obediently and then continued to stare at his textbook.

Seeing his compliance, Teacher Xin’s heart softened a bit. She glanced at the time and added, “There are only ten minutes left until class is over.”

Qiaoqiao’s eyes lit up!

At this moment, the others had arrived at the rear mountain, including Zhao Fangyuan, who was eagerly joining in the excitement.

They bypassed the beehive, the bushes, and finally came to the back of the mountain where the free-range pig pen and chicken coop were enclosed by fencing.

The two pens were very close together, and the chicks, having shed their yellow down, were gradually growing motley feathers, looking much less cute than when they were little.

But knowing that in a few months they would start laying eggs, no one would mind.

Right now, the not-so-little chicks were strolling around everywhere, with their sharp claws scratching the ground, pecking and eating, consuming stones and bugs, not even sparing the ants, in search of anything edible.

In the pig pen, a few piglets, hearing people coming, immediately crowded around, grunting noisily and robustly, even discontentedly leaning on the fence above their food troughs.

This…

No one could find words to say.

Zhao Fangyuan was right, there were indeed six pigs, three white and three black.

The black one was a bit rough and fluffy, much smaller and thinner. Yet it was full of spirit, grunting along with the other pigs as if it was already accustomed to being raised by people.

But…

“That’s a wild pig!”

Song Sancheng’s eyes widened: “Where did this wild piglet come from?”

How would Song Tan know!

In her memory, she had never seen a wild boar in the village before.

Song Youde looked left and right, “Could it be that the enclosure on the mountain is broken and a wild boar squeezed in?”

“Impossible.”

Song Tan immediately denied, “The King watches over this place every day. He’s been doing a good job. How is it possible that the net broke and he didn’t notice?”

However, Song Youde, holding his tobacco pipe, pointed at the little black pig:

“Then how do you explain its arrival?”

Song Tan: …

She wasn’t responsible for raising pigs, so why should she be asked! This matter… this matter should be left to Qiaoqiao.

Oh dear, this child!

The arrival of a wild boar wasn’t necessarily a bad thing; Song Tan felt quite delighted, in fact.

However, even though Song Tan expressed trust in the King, both Song Youde and Song Sancheng quickly went around the enclosure on the mountain to check, and indeed, they found no signs of damage or looseness.

This was truly baffling, could the little wild pig have fallen from the sky?

Moreover, the mountain behind wasn’t very large. Although wild boars hadn’t come in previous years, with a little piglet here, what if one day the wild boars charged over and rooted through?

Oh dear, although it was now permitted to kill wild boars, they had no weapons at hand, what could they possibly use to kill with?

Song Sancheng and Song Youde exchanged glances, and the father and son both grew somewhat worried.

Meanwhile, Qiaoqiao also arrived, panting heavily.

“Sister, don’t chase my pig away.”

Tears of injury were about to fall from his eyes.

“It’s small and doesn’t eat much, just two more meals a day would be enough.”

Song Tan couldn’t help but feel sympathetic, “Dear boy, do you know where pigs you raise will end up?”

If it was true love, it’d be better to chase them away now.

But that was impossible. She wasn’t a fairy, just an ordinary person. Who would refuse free pork?

Although the piglet was a wild boar and grew slowly, by the end of the year, it should still weigh over a hundred pounds, right?

Goodness, that sounded like someone with inside knowledge.

It was always said that although Qiaoqiao couldn’t recognize all the characters, he had never made a mistake when counting.

Song Sancheng hurriedly asked, “Where did this pig come from?”

Qiaoqiao clammed up and refused to speak.

Seeing this, Song Tan realized it wasn’t that he didn’t know, but that he didn’t want to tell!

She had no choice but to promise, “Don’t worry, we will continue to raise this pig as usual and even feed it a little extra. First, tell us where it came from?”

To his sister, Qiaoqiao had always trusted unconditionally.

After all, Mom had once coaxed him with promises of pocket money, which she eventually forgot.

But when his sister promised him a salary, showed him the account book every day, he had never missed out!

Though he hadn’t received any money until now…

Anyway, this time Qiaoqiao answered especially swiftly:

“The King brought it.”

“How did it get here?”

Qiaoqiao pointed to the enclosure over a meter high, “I was playing here with Big White, and the King went into the mountains. When it came back, it had a piglet in its mouth and then—’swoosh’—it jumped over.”

He described it with gestures.

Talking about this, Qiaoqiao still felt a little wronged, “I thought it was the King’s baby.”