Zhao Yuanle: "Oh."

Chen Moying: "Is it good-looking?"

Zhao Yuanle: "It's so beautiful, with a melon-shaped face, big eyes, a straight nose, and white."

Chen Moying chuckled: "Is she dressed up well?"

Zhao Yuanle: "It's good-looking, too."

Chen Moying: "Then do you want to try it?"

Zhao Yuanle knew what he was thinking.

She is very determined.

"In no mood."

Chen Moying: "I really have to raise pigs? Go and study. If you have this opportunity, why not go out and take a look."

When Ming Chongyan heard this, he didn't say anything, his expression was a bit meaningful.

Zhao Yuanle sighed.

She also said meaningfully to Chen Moying: "Why do you insist on persuading me to study?

Everyone has their own fate. If I don’t study, it doesn’t mean that I will have no meaning in my life.

What's wrong with raising pigs? Are you inferior to others? As long as I think raising pigs is interesting, then this is the best thing for me.

Moreover, labor is the most honorable. I am willing to farm and be a farmer. As long as I am happy, this is enough.
Chapter completed!