Zhao Yuanle knew that she was dreaming because she was floating in the air.

In front of her was the uninvited Pig God.

The Pig God was still smiling, and then greeted Zhao Yuanle.

"Are you doing well here?"

Zhao Yuanle thought about it, nodded or shook his head.

"Some good, but many bad, and I have to say that I can still live."

Pig God: "How many white pigs have you raised?"

Zhao Yuanle was surprised.

"What's wrong? You also want to discriminate against species? Can't you raise it?"

The Pig God smiled and shook his head: "Of course not. Although I am a local Pig God, I am not that narrow-minded. I am also keeping pace with the times."

"Oh." Zhao Yuanle nodded: "That's good. I see that little black pig doesn't like the white pig's appearance."

Pig God: "The little piglet doesn't understand these things. Of course, I'm here this time and I want to tell you something."

Zhao Yuanle: "What's the matter?"

Pig God: "You can try to cross the black pig and the white pig, because I have the blessing I have given you. The hybrid species you get at that time will absorb all the advantages of both parties. If you raise this kind of hybrid piglet, the pig eagle process will be faster.

Hehe, it's actually good for me."

Zhao Yuanle immediately became interested.

"OK!"

The Pig God smiled and nodded: "Raising pigs well. If this is successful, I will give you an extra reward."

After the words came to an end, the Pig God in front of him disappeared, and Zhao Yuanle suddenly woke up as if he had stepped on the air.

It was still dark and the rooster cries sounded.

Zhao Yuanle sat up from the bed.

Hybrid pigs…

But the piglets she bought were all male and all castrated.

If you want to cross-breed pigs, you have to find the local black boar and then cross it with the white sows from the family in the county.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanle felt a little headache.

She is not very powerful now and doesn't want to go to the county very much. If she meets some people she doesn't want to meet at that time, she will be even more annoyed.

Thinking that the white sow had a cub had not been long since, Zhao Yuanle felt that there was no need to panic, and he could try it after a few months.

Or, she thought of another way, which was to ask her uncle to buy a small white-skinned sow, take it back and raise it first, and when the white sow grows up, she can breed it directly at her home.

Zhao Yuanle thought about it carefully and thought that the latter method was better. Although it took longer to wait, the pig grew up next to her and the quality could be guaranteed.

Zhao Yuanle was thinking about raising pigs. Zhao Yuanlan next to her turned over and the quilt on her body was kicked aside again.

Zhao Yuanle covered Zhao Yuanlan with a quilt, then got up and put on clothes and shoes.

Zhao Yuanle got up a little too early today, and even He Ju was still sleeping at this time.

She went into the kitchen to cook, and looked at it in the fire with herbal books.

He Ju, who got up later, couldn't help but exclaim.

"Lele is so hardworking?"

It's so serious to read books while making a fire so early.

He Ju thought that Zhao Yuanle was so big that she knew she was worried about her lifelong affairs in the future, so she began to study hard to find a good family in the future.

Zhao Yuanle: "I am too busy now and I have to read books while I can read them."

He Ju is not aware of her harshness.

She still persuaded Zhao Yuanle.

"Be careful, don't be too tired."

As she said that, she came over, took the tongs from Zhao Yuanle's hand and started to burn the fire.

The breakfast was ready soon, but it was still so clear that Zhao Yuanle was already used to eating it.

After breakfast, it was not very bright, and it started to drizzle. The drizzle turned into a pouring rain after a while.

Zhao Yuanle looked at the rain and sighed.

"I can't put pigs on the table today."

Zhao Yuanlan, who was standing beside him, looked at Zhao Sancheng.

"Dad, you won't go out to work today."

But Zhao Sancheng took off his shoes, beat him barefoot, put on a straw raincoat and hat, and dressed up again as he was about to go out.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help asking: "Do you still have to go out to work if it rains so heavily?"

Zhao Sancheng found a dung scoop from the pigpen, then found a long bamboo pole. While tied these two things, he said: "It's so heavy rain that the seedlings in the field are about to drown. You must go to the field to scoop out the water from the seedling ditch, and then build the mud next to it."

Zhao Yuanle only realized that this was the case. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart that it's really not easy to do anything.

He Ju looked at the heavy rain and felt that it was not good to go out now.

"Let's go when the rain is lighter. Now it's so heavy, it's useless for you to scoop it."

When Zhao Sancheng heard this, he sighed and looked at the rain curtain in front of him, his eyes were filled with anxiety.

The youngest walked out and reached the eaves. Looking at the heavy rain outside, he stretched out his hand curiously.

When He Ju saw this, she rushed over and carried the youngest back.

"Don't play with water!"

The young man was a little disappointed and looked at the rain columns flowing down the eaves.

These rain columns hit the stone, and over the years, they became sunken pits. In the cracks of the stones, they would always climb up the moss quickly.

Zhao Yuanle sat outside the door, under the eaves, looking at the rainy scenery, and the books in his hand.

After a while, she put the herbal book back and picked up the travel notes of the Five Mountains.

When she opened the Travel Notes of Five Mountains, she looked at the layout and terms of others and couldn't help but nod. It must be something new.

This herbal book is considered a ancestral tradition. It is very timeless and ugly.

Zhao Yuanlan next to him picked up the herbal medicine book and looked it through.

She doesn't know much about words and can't understand the meaning of this kind of classical Chinese. She just simply looks at the pattern on it.

My youngest man couldn't play with water, so he also read the patterns on the herbal books with Zhao Yuanlan.

In the kitchen, He Ju started to make Qingming dishes.

While it rained today, everyone was at home, she made the Qingming dumpling.

Soon, the fragrance came from the kitchen. Zhao Yuanlan was attracted by the fragrance, threw down herbal books and ran into the kitchen.

The youngest picked up the herbal book that Zhao Yuanlan put down, flipped it page by page, and continued to look at the pattern on it.

Seeing that the rain was still raining, Zhao Sanzheng simply took off his straw raincoat, took off his hat, sat next to Xiaoer, picked up Xiaoer, flipped the herbs with his big hand, pointed to the patterns of the herbs, and recited the names of these herbs to Xiaoer.

Yao'er listened very seriously and followed Zhao Sancheng to recite the names of these herbs, and the pronunciation was quite standard.

Zhao Yuanle next to him listened to the pronunciation and had no reaction at first, but then suddenly realized something.

She frowned and suddenly looked at the youngest one.

Yaoer and Zhao Sancheng also stopped and looked at Zhao Yuanle together.

Zhao Yuanle stared at the young man.

She was very confused.

"Yiao'er, who did you learn this accent from?" Why is it so similar to Mandarin?

Zhao Sancheng felt nothing.

"Little kid, it's normal for him to have a bad accent."

Zhao Sancheng thought that Yao'er's pronunciation was not standard, so she was not like the dialect here.

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