Chapter 183 "Pig" On the Palm 7

Every day, Yan Zhengya would tell Mao Maozhu not to chase the chickens, but every day Mao Maozhu turned a deaf ear and rushed into the fence happily to chase the chickens. This seems to be one of their daily routines.

In the pen, chickens fly and pigs jump. Without the rooster, Mao Maozhu and a few hens can be evenly matched, and sometimes even slightly better.

After chasing the chicken, Mao Maozhu ran to the yard to take a bath in a basin of clear water. Yan Zhengya prepares several basins of clean water for the fluffy pig every day, just to wait for it to take a bath when it gets tired from playing. After all, it is a super clean little pig.

Fluffy Pig shook the water droplets on his body, then ran around on a flat stone to play. While playing happily, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. The next moment it was embraced by a pair of warm hands.

"Oh, this little black pig is really cute, fluffy, not as hard as other wild boar's hair." The person who picked it up sighed with a smile on his face.

"Really, is that so, the boss asked me to touch it." A person next to him asked with interest.

But as soon as that person stretched out his hand, Mao Maozhu felt very scared, as if something heavy and terrible was about to press it.

"Don't touch it, it can't stand your coercion. It's just a mutated pig, but you are a dragon." The person holding it stopped another person from touching it.

Fluffy Pig heaved 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 hugs me so comfortably, ah, so comfortable, so comfortable, my sister scratched her chin. Huluhulu, sister, I want more, I want more.

Tian Miao couldn't help laughing again as he looked at the fluffy pig whose body was stretched out in his hands and whose tail began to wag.

"Maomaozhu, you can't call him Yaya, you have to call him Papa." Tian Miao's mouth didn't move, but Maomaozhu found that he could hear the elder sister's voice.

"Snoring? What's Dad?" Fluffy Pig was surprised to find that he could talk? No, no, it seems that I can talk to this sister in my own mind.

"Father, he is the one who takes care of you, loves you, and gives you food." Tian Miao touched the fur on Mao Maozhu's body, the hair was a little long, and there were knots in some places. Tian Miao slowly sorted out the hairs, and continued to communicate with Mao Maozhu directly in his mind with his spiritual sense.

"Ah, Na Yaya is my father! I will call him Dad from now on." Mao Maozhu said happily.

"Boss, you can ask it, what wish does it have?" The person next to him who made Hairy Pig frightened spoke again.

desire? What is a wish? Fluffy Pig is puzzled.

"No, it doesn't even know what a wish is right now. Ask when it knows." Tian Miao said, and after speaking, he touched Mao Maozhu's round belly, "Maomao pig, you If you have something to ask us, as long as you want, you can see us, you know?"

snore? What do you mean by that? Fluffy Pig doesn't understand at all.

"Maomaozhu, it's time to eat!" Yan Zhengya's call came from the room.

"Huluhulu, sister, daddy told me to eat, I'm going to eat." Mao Maozhu scratched Tianmiao's palm with his little pig's trotter.

Tian Miao smiled and put the Mao Maozhu down, and the Mao Mao Zhu quickly ran towards the house, ran to Yan Zhengya's side, then raised the little pig's trotter and pointed it outward.

"What's wrong? You lost a fight with a group of chickens and asked me to avenge you? No, haven't those hens been your opponents for a long time? What do you want me to see?" Yan Zhengya followed Mao Maozhu to the door , looking into the yard. There was nothing unusual in the yard, which made Yan Zhengya a little puzzled as to what Mao Maozhu was expressing.

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

Strange, what about those two people just now? What about the older sister who feels comfortable touching it? Why are you missing?