surnamed Wang

Chapter 703 A Pig's Story

When the farmer returned home, according to Wang Bingquan's instructions, he only took the top of the grass jelly and decocted it for his son, and left most of the grass on the stove.

Twelve or thirteen-year-olds are usually only silly and happy, and they can't use up all their strength. After drinking the medicine, they immediately fell asleep, and their eyelids kept fighting.

The mother stuffed him with a pillow and covered him with a quilt, and then went to work on the animals at home. A gust of draft blew through, and just blew most of the herbs on the stove into the pigweed on the ground. The peasant woman didn't pay attention, and threw the whole bundle into it. pigsty.

After sleeping in the middle of the night, the son woke up leisurely, heard movement in the yard, pushed his father and said:
"Father, there are people talking in the courtyard, it must be a thief?"

The man who was tired all day fell into a deep sleep. Hearing this, he was shocked. He motioned to his son to keep his voice down, and he picked up the pole that was bolted to the door and fumbled outside.

The moonlight was bright, and the farmer panicked. Voices came from the pigsty, cursing and swearing. He thought someone was trying to steal the pigs, so he picked up a stone and threw it over.

The stone didn't hit anyone, but shocked the things inside. The boar, who had been raised for more than a year, didn't know where the strength came from. He broke through the fence and ran out. A pair of pig eyes stared fiercely at the farmer, and his mouth made a dull sound road:

"It's you who got me?"

The man had never seen a pig talk in half his life, so he sat down on the ground in fright.

The boar's eyes were not friendly, and he stared straight at the man's crotch. He remembered that when he was still a little piggy, this guy took away the thing that was passed on from generation to generation.

The sound quickly alarmed the woman in the house. She came out with a broom, and when she saw that her man was too scared to move by a pig, she immediately had a strange expression on her face.

Just as the woman was about to step forward, the corner of her clothes was pulled. Turning her head, her son looked at the fat pig with a solemn expression, and said in a low voice:

"Mom, this pig has become a sperm, I just heard it talk."

"This kid is blind again."

"It's true, mother, when did you see your father so afraid? When he was young, he dared to urinate on other people's graves."

The woman was surprised when she heard the words, her son was so organized tonight, could it be that he was really cured by the miracle doctor?

Just as he was thinking, the fat pig took a few steps forward, and the boy hurriedly turned around and went back to the house, wrapped a rag around the stick, sprinkled some lamp oil, and lit it with flint.

A ball of orange flames lit up, and the young man picked up a wooden stick and approached the fat pig little by little. The latter was an animal after all, and he was cursing but never dared to approach the flame.

The young man was also courageous, and he forced the pig back into the pen little by little. After closing the pen door, he said with a long sigh of relief:
"Father, hurry up and ask the genius doctor to come over, this pig probably became smart after eating the leftover herbs."

The man was also very surprised by the change in his son, but now was not the time to ask more questions. He hurried to the peach forest and rang the bell, and told the whole story to Wang Quanquan. back home.

Pigs are dull after all, even if they are smart, they still repeat those few words over and over again. The man recalled the scene when he raised the knife and fell, and couldn't bear to look at the boar.

He naturally wouldn't feel guilty before, but now the other party speaks out his words and compares his heart with his heart. This is really unethical.

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The man said:

"Genius doctor, you have cured my child's illness. Let this pig be your thank you gift. It can talk now, and we dare not eat it if we keep it."

Wang Gangquan nodded. He was responsible for this matter. With a wave of his sleeves, he took the pig back to his residence. That morning, the sky was dim, and the whole village saw a person and a pig flying in the sky.

Back in Taolin, Yang Dingchun naturally made a joke. After laughing, the woman asked curiously:
"What will happen if his son eats the whole jelly grass?"

Wang Gangquan replied lightly: "His intelligence is like a monster, and he can easily pass the exam for the number one scholar."

"Then why don't you let people do it to the end, and you won't make such a mess."

"The pig is smart, but can only stay in the pigsty. Do you think it will be happy?"

The woman was at a loss for words for a while, but she had forgotten the rule that villagers in Taoyuan cannot leave the village. For a very smart person to be trapped in a place for life, the feeling is probably worse than death.

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It is not necessarily a good thing to get something that should not be there by accident. After experiencing the beauty that you never had, and losing it the next moment, the pain will definitely be far greater than everything you have encountered before.

Wang Gangquan didn't want to be a villain, so he built a pen for the pigs in the open space, with a grass shed on top, dry straw on the bottom, and a small pond beside it.

The fat pig has gained wisdom, no longer eats and eats, and runs far away to defecate every time.

When the peach blossoms in Manshan bloom in March in Yangchun, it squats quietly under the tree to enjoy the flowers. Only you know what you think; in summer, it will swim in the pond opened by Wang Bingquan, or find a place to enjoy the shade; in autumn Fruits abound, the fat pig stands up to pick up bright red peaches, and if he picks too many, he will give some to Wang Gangquan; in winter, when everything is silent, he stays in the hut to watch the snow.

In the blink of an eye, one year later, one person and one pig became familiar, Wang Gangquan called it Brother Pig, the latter didn't object, and even liked it quite a bit.

Wang Gangquan once asked Brother Pig what his wish was, and he said he wanted to see the outside world, but when he learned that the Spirit Gate only opens once in a thousand years, and its lifespan is at most 20 years, it fell silent.

In the coming spring, when the flowers bloomed, it finally left the peach grove, with a big pancake baked by Wang Gangquan on its neck, and went to the mountains to see the scenery, and it took five days to go away.

In the early morning of the sixth day, it came back to the pen in the early morning light. It was dirty all over, and its body was a little thinner. It may have been too tired, so it fell asleep.

After waking up in the evening, he ate, drank, and took a beautiful bath. Wang Gingquan asked what it had experienced. Brother Zhu said that he had seen scenery that no one in the village had ever seen in his life, and that he lived a more wonderful life than them.

One person and one pig looked at each other and smiled. Since then, it never said that it would go out until the end of its life.

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"What are you thinking about?" Yang Dingchun's words brought him back to reality.

"I miss Brother Zhu." Wang Bingquan said truthfully.

"I really can't understand you more and more. You can actually chat with a pig."

"Pigs also have great wisdom." Wang Bingquan said lightly.

The woman gave him a blank look, and picked up half a bag of medicine residue, "The two hens are so annoying, do you want to send them here to relieve your boredom?"

Wang Gingquan really nodded, "I'm sorry."

After Yang Dingchun left, Wang Bingquan boiled a few eggs, and the aroma permeated the whole kitchen. He likes to cook the egg yolk until it is just solidified, and when he peels the egg, it is crystal clear and has a unique herbal fragrance.

Wang Gingquan looked at the thatched hut in the distance, and said to himself, "It's time to repair it."

With that said, he bit off half of the egg in one bite.

When I went back to the house to pick up the tools, a villain no bigger than a palm appeared on the table. The villain had two funny mustaches and politely said:

"Return to the master, the things have been delivered."

While speaking, he raised his nose and sniffed, and said pleasantly, "Any more eggs?"

Wang Gangquan nodded, and put an egg on the table, "Shut up and eat the egg, don't say anything unnecessary."

After all, the villain, who was always talking, didn't resist the temptation, picked up the whole egg like a mouse, and used his two front teeth to pick up the eggshell.

Wang Gangquan shook his head, and went out of the house with the tools.

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(End of this chapter)