Chapter 52: Big Lump]
Bo Mingze was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and was a child of destiny. How could he have ever done such a thing?
But after seeing Shen Yan's pleading eyes, he nodded stiffly, and a vein popped up on his dignified face.
Just as he was about to do it, the anxious villager jumped in and interrupted Bo Mingze, "You are a big and strong man, do you want to hurt the sow to death?"
The villager pointed at Shen Yan and said, "You are the thinnest among them, so of course you should pay for it."
Shen Yan: “!”
The other villagers couldn't stand it any longer, "If you keep nagging, the sow won't survive!"
Helpless, Shen Yan had to put his hand into the sow's body under the guidance of the villagers.
So disgusting!
Her whole face wrinkled up, and she finally took out the first one.
Newly born piglets are not as cute as they are on TV. They are covered with a layer of thin film that is very sticky.
But knowing that the camera was filming and her grandfather was watching, she suppressed her disgust and took out the rest.
The little pig with its mucous membrane torn off felt a little more comfortable. When placed under the hot lamp, it became pink and fluffy with a layer of fine hair on it.
"It's bad." Qin Yiyang, who was next to the sow, suddenly spoke.
Everyone present was shocked. What happened?
Then I heard Qin Yiyang say: "The sow can't produce milk, so she can't feed the piglets. The piglets won't be able to eat milk and will starve to death."
Jiang Ye was panicking, "What should I do?"
This was the first time in his life of more than 20 years that he personally witnessed the entire birth process of a group of little lives. "No matter what method is used, the piglets must be fed with milk!"
"It's very simple." Qin Yiyang pointed at the sow and said to Jiang Ye, "Just suck it out."
???
Three question marks appeared on Jiang Ye's head as if they were real, and his eyes were as big as copper bells.
He pointed stiffly at his own mouth, then at the sow, "Suck?"
Qin Yiyang looked calm, "Yes, for example, when it comes to mating, if the sow is not in estrus, it also needs artificial assistance." She said it seriously, like a professional breeding teacher imparting knowledge, and it was very convincing.
Danmu took a deep breath.
——【Are pig farmers so hardworking? 】
——[It seems like Yangyang is not lying, Jiangye, you can do it! ]
——【This is so shocking, I’m actually learning about raising pigs on a love variety show?!】
Jiang Ye's expression was extremely complicated. Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind. He took a deep breath and attacked the sow.
"But that was done when technology was not advanced." Qin Yiyang changed the subject and said, "Modern breeding technology is advanced. All we need is an injection of lactation stimulant."
Jiang Ye, who was only 0.1cm away from the sow, said: "?"
It was confirmed that Qin Yiyang was deliberately playing tricks on him!
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After drinking milk, the little pig became strong.
Shen Yan was holding one of them. The piglet had two black spots on its body and looked like a camel.
She smiled brightly, "I'll just call you Camel Xiangzi!"
When Qin Yiyang heard this, he knew the plot was coming!
She quickly moved away.
The Qin family members who overheard Yangyang changing her name also hid away, turned their faces away, tried hard to suppress the corners of their lips, waiting to watch the show.
Shen Yan didn't know yet that misfortune was coming.
Dad once said that grandpa and grandma were connected by pigs, so mom asked the director to temporarily add a segment of delivering a sow.
Shen Yan clung to the piglet intimately, but unfortunately she had an allergy on her face and was worried that the unclean pig would induce a more serious allergy. But in order to show that she loved the piglet, she put the piglet on her head.
As the soft-focus lens captured this scene, Shen Yan suddenly felt a chill on her head.
It was as if something thin was flowing down, accompanied by a foul smell.
Everyone who saw this scene was also dumbfounded.
Someone shouted "The pig has pooped," and everyone woke up as if from a dream and jumped into a heap.
The bullet screen was shocked!
——【It’s so explosive! 】
——[Luotuo Xiangzi? Luo Tuo Xiangzi! 】
——【Hahahaha, I’m really going to die from laughing! What kind of hellish pun is this!】
——【Just now, Master Qin took a step back. Did he expect that the little piglet would have a big poop? Master, please put away your magical power! 】
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Thousands of kilometers away, in a high-end private hospital in Haicheng.
Mr. Shen was sitting in the VIP patient family lounge, waiting for Shen Beichen to come out after gastric lavage. Coincidentally, the variety show "Heirs' Love" was being broadcast on TV.
The old man raised his eyelids, what else did he not understand.
Shen Qingshan must have known that he was in the hospital, so he deliberately had someone project the screen onto the TV, hoping to change his opinion of An Rou and her daughter.
Impossible.
As long as he is still alive, he will never change his attitude towards the mistress and her daughter.
He called the nurse and asked her to turn off the TV.
"Okay." However, the nurse didn't quite know where the remote control was. "Please wait a moment, old man."
The old man closed his eyes and rested, not wanting to see An Rou and her daughter polluting his eyes.
You can close your eyes, but you can’t close your ears.
Only Shen Yan's voice was heard from the TV.
——Pig, relax, we will help you give birth to the baby.
——What? You said you would do your best? That's good!
The voice deliberately imitates the tone of a child, as if speaking with a pinched throat.
"..." The old man commented sharply, "Where did this idiot come from?"
The old man was getting more and more annoyed. Why hadn't the remote control been found yet? He was about to vomit from hearing this!
Until another voice sounded.
——"This is brown sugar bran water, which can help the sow recover its strength."
The old man opened his eyes instantly.
This voice is exactly the same as Yiying's when she was young?
On TV, I saw a girl wearing a goose yellow round-neck short-sleeved shirt, holding two buckets in her hands. She had an oval face, a pair of big black eyes, a slightly chubby jaw, and rosy cheeks. She was a pretty girl.
The old man sighed, disappointment in his eyes. This little girl didn't look like Yiying.
He and Yiying met when they were young and went to the countryside.
At that time, he was a college student working in the countryside, and Yiying was a local rural girl. They were not in the same production team, so they hardly met each other and did not know each other.
At night, the roommates were all young men full of vigor and vitality, and they would discuss which female educated youth had fair skin and which village girl had the sweetest smile.
But no one talks about Yiying.
She was thin and small, inconspicuous, not a flower in the field, but a grass growing in the cracks between bricks.
Once they were assigned to a group. He was having a fever due to not adapting to the local climate. She, a little girl, had to do the work of two people. She was afraid that he would be seen "slacking off", so she asked him to hide at home.
He saw the rough paper on her desk, which contained math problems and a math book next to it.
He asked, "You want to go to college?"
"No, I just did it for fun."
In the village, it is simply a fantasy for girls to go to college.
Accustomed to being laughed at, she was too embarrassed to tell others and was even a little annoyed that the young educated youth in front of her looked at her things without her consent.
"No, no, you are very talented." He explained quickly, "If you want to learn, I can teach you, starting with basic mathematics. I have seen your draft paper, you will definitely pass the exam."
She was stunned, as if she was being affirmed for the first time, and excitedly grabbed his hand, "Really?"
A pair of black eyes are startlingly bright, like a little bear in the forest.
The boy in my memory scratched his head, and nodded shyly but firmly, "Really."
Later he would give her tutoring, and she learned quickly and made significant progress.
It was another night. After a day's work, the boys in the dormitory started chatting about beautiful girls at night.
A fellow educated youth from the same hometown asked him, "Henian, you are good-looking, and many girls want to be in a group with you. Do you have a girl you like?"
The girl you like?
He pretended to be asleep and didn't answer.
But I couldn't help but think of those dark and bright eyes.
“Squeak—”
The nurse came at this time, and the sound of the door opening interrupted his memories.
"Old man, the remote control is here. Do you need me to turn it off for you?"
The green and yellowed memories of youth were replaced by the luxuriously decorated hospital in front of him. The old man, still immersed in his memories, sighed and nodded slightly.
"etc--"
But he suddenly stopped the nurse.
On TV, he saw the oval-faced girl delivering a pig. She looked like someone who had been pampered, but to his surprise, she moved very skillfully.
It was as if I saw the young Yiying.
The old man's voice trembled, and he couldn't help asking the nurse, "Who is this?"