Chapter 180: The Pig in the Palm of Your Pocket 4
"yes, you think I'm right. That old bastard, just left me alone. Yan Zhengya continued to chatter.
"Later, I got into the habit of talking to myself. Oops, I know you don't understand, a pig, or such a black boar. ”
"Alright, let's go back and I'll get you something to eat. However, what do wild boars eat? Oh, no, you can't say you're a wild boar in the future, you're a pig with a name now. Hairy pig! ”
"Purr!" Hairy Pig made another sound.
"I'm a little skeptical, are you an ordinary little boar, are you a pig demon?" Yan Zhengya touched the little head of the hairy pig.
"Purr, purr." The hairy pig rubbed Yan Zhengya's palm with his little head.
Yan Zhengya was tickled, and laughed: "Of course you can't be a pig demon, how can you be such a stupid pig demon and drill into the arms of the demon exterminator yourself?" ”
When one man and one pig returned to the Taoist temple, the sky was completely dark.
Yan Zhengya warmed the steamed buns and salted meat and made do with them, then looked at the hairy pig staring at him with black beans, and thought for a while: "Do you eat steamed buns?" As he spoke, he handed another steamed bun to the mouth of the hairy pig.
As a result, the hairy pig opened its mouth and began to bite, and it was sweet to eat.
In addition to being black, soft, and good to feed.
Yan Zhengya labeled the hairy pig again.
At night, when Yan Zhengya took a bath, she also bathed the hairy pig, and then hugged the hairy pig and drilled the quilt and slept together. Not to mention, it's almost autumn, it's a little cold, and it's really comfortable to sleep with a little pig in your arms.
However, the next morning, Yan Zhengya was woken up by a strange feeling on her face. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of small pig's hooves stepping on his face. Seeing that Yan Zhengya woke up, the hairy pig seemed to be very happy and stepped on it more happily.
"Stop, my handsome face is going to be trampled on by you." Yan Zhengya sat up, the hairy pig snorted and fell, and then Yan Zhengya reached out to catch it, "I'm going out to run errands today, and I'll hand over the weasel demon I caught yesterday to the list, and you will play at home, don't go out of the yard, you know?" ”
Maomao Pig obviously didn't know what Yan Zhengya was talking about, and tilted his little head to look at Yan Zhengya in confusion.
"I can't take a pig out. I'll put food and water in a bowl for you, and you can eat it yourself when you're hungry. Yan Zhengya got up, washed, and muttered while washing her face. The hairy pig swirled around Yan Zhengya's feet, and finally Yan Zhengya squatted down and wiped it before it stopped spinning.
But when Yan Zhengya was about to go out, she bit Yan Zhengya's trouser leg and didn't let go.
"I'll be back in the afternoon."
"Loosen up, I'll be back in the afternoon, I don't lie, oh, I don't lie to pigs, really!"
"Your pants are going to be bitten by you, I don't have a few pairs of pants."
"Okay, I'll take you, I'll take you, let go."
"Really, I'm used to you. I'm going to raise you and eat you again. ”
"Hey, I said eat you, what's your stomach gurgling? I put food for you, and you don't eat it, do you blame me? Forget it, buy buns to eat, do you eat them? ”
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Yan Zhengya was holding a bun in her mouth, feeding a bun in her hand and lying in his arms, trying to hold the bun with her two front hooves but couldn't hold the hairy pig steadily. Yan Zhengya ignored the strange eyes of the people around her and was seriously thinking about a problem. The stuffing in this sauce meat bun is pork, right? It's okay to feed hairy pigs, right? There shouldn't be, after all, one is a wild boar and the other is a domestic pig, the species are different, and it shouldn't be considered cannibalism.
He didn't even think about why a little wild boar less than a month old could eat food like steamed buns.