"I have raised a lot of pigs, do you want to see them?" Yi Chun scratched his head and asked.

"Where is your pig?" Zhou Yu asked curiously.

"On the mountain." Yi Chun said with a smile.

Zhou Yu sat on the wheelchair and said impatiently: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go now."

"As you command, my dear wife."

Yi Chun passed the word "wife" in a daze, and Zhou Yu didn't pay attention. Yi Chun glanced at her quietly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, flipped the switch, and walked forward with electricity.
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The wind was blowing. Zhou Yu rode in a car for the first time. It felt so fresh and happy. The feeling of driving was different.

She kept chattering and asking questions, while Yi Chun looked at the front with all his attention, replying to her from time to time.

There was a pit in front of me, and the bicycle bumped a little. Zhou Yu couldn't stop laughing. It turns out that this is what it looks like when riding a car over a pit.

Yi Chun glanced at her and thought to himself: "Zhou Yu is not stupid, is he? Is it just a trap?"

Zhou Yu talked about some things about her brother and her sister-in-law.

"Fortunately, you showed up in time, helped them, and arranged the work of my brother and sister-in-law. Only then did my sister-in-law's family agree to the marriage. Otherwise, the day lily would have been cold."

"Ever since my parents started working in the processing factory, the smiles on their faces have increased."

"This house is really big and has a toilet. My grandparents came to play there for a few days. They were so happy that they couldn't stop praising the house."

"..."

With Zhou Yu accompanying me, it was nice to talk and laugh along the way.

It felt like time passed so quickly, and they had arrived at that land before they knew it.

Yi Chun parked the car and took Zhou Yu to the pig pen. He saw those big fat pigs lying lazily one by one, motionless: "Look, these are the pigs I raised."

Zhou Yu was shocked: "So many? One, two, three...seventy-seven, seventy-eight, days! A total of seventy-eight big pigs! You are so awesome!"

Yi Chun smiled and said: "That's my chicken over there, go and have a look."

Zhou Yu couldn't wait to walk over and start counting.

She was dazzled by the chickens flying around, and she couldn't count them all.

She said dejectedly: "There are so many, it's really hard to see."

As if by magic, Yi Chun suddenly had a chicken in his hand and handed it to Zhou Yu with a smile.

"Here you go, take it back and make soup."

Zhou Yu took the hen and hugged it happily: "Thank you, I'll take it back and keep it."

Yi Chun told her: "Kill it, don't raise it."

Zhou Yu asked in confusion: "Why?"

"Now there is no such thing as raising chickens and pigs privately. Go back and kill them."

"Then why can you raise it?"

"I hand over a pig to the farm every year, and the farm director tacitly agrees. It's different if you raise it privately."

"Oh, I have to kill you, my lovely hen." Zhou Yu was a little reluctant to give up.

"What are you thinking about? I have a lot of chickens here. Do you like it? Come and feed the chickens and pigs with me when you have time." Yi Chun joked.

"You said it." Zhou Yu held the chicken in his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and happily hooked the little finger of Yi Chun's right hand with his little finger and said: "Come on, pull the hook and hang yourself. It won't change for a hundred years."
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Then, Zhou Yu's thumb pointed at Yi Chun's thumb to stamp the seal. This action was done in one go.

Zhou Yu's delicate jade hands, with pointed fingers and skin like gelatin, made Yi Chun look in a daze, as if something was about to move.

After all, he is the soul of a retired uncle who has passed through the body of a fourteen-year-old boy. He is not a young man who knows nothing.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Yu withdrew his jade hand and rolled his eyes at Yi Chun.

Yi Chun giggled, with Zhou Yu's remaining warmth between his fingers. A gust of wind blew by, which made him sober up. Reason prevailed, and he said softly.

"Xiaoyu, go and wait for me in the car. I'll be right back."

"Hurry up." Zhou Yu hugged the chicken and happily sat in the car, waiting for Yi Chun.

Yi Chun took advantage of her turning around and moved all the chickens and pigs into space.

He walked behind Zhou Yu and saw Zhou Yu sitting in the car.

He walked over, got on the bicycle, and pedaled hard. The wheels turned "whoosh" and moved forward.

Along the way, Zhou Yu kept chattering, which made Yi Chun's ears hurt.

He switched to electricity and "Hululu." He moved forward quickly, and after a while, he arrived at the door of Zhou Yu's house.

Yi Chun parked the car, moved two cucumbers from the space with his mind, pretended to open his schoolbag, took it out from the schoolbag, and handed it to Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu took the cucumber and walked out of the car with the hen in his arms.

Today, Zhou Yu’s mother, Sun Xiaoying, was not feeling well. She got off work a little early and happened to see them.

Sun Xiaoying smiled and said: "Xiaochun, come and sit at home."

Yi Chun smiled: "Aunt Sun, I have something to do today, I will come another day."

After saying that, he carried his schoolbag, got on his bicycle and left.

Zhou Yu handed the hen to Sun Xiaoying: "Mom, here are the chickens raised by Yi Chun."

"Yi Chun raised it? This chicken is so fat, it must be two or three kilograms." Sun Xiaoying happily took the chicken and shook it.

"Mom, how about making spicy chicken and a cold cucumber today?" Zhou Yu said, holding two cucumbers in his hand.

Sun Xiaoying opened the door and said with a smile: "Okay, Xiaoyu likes to eat, I'll get it right now."

She plucked the feathers from the chicken neck and found a knife. Zhou Yu put the cucumbers on the table, took a big bowl, put some salt in it, poured some water, stirred it, and handed it to her.

Sun Xiaoying put the bowl on the ground and held the chicken's wings and neck with her left hand. Zhou Yu helped hold the chicken's feet.

She slashed the chicken's neck with a knife, and blood dripped into the bowl. The chicken struggled for life, then kicked its foot and died.

Yi Chun rode his bicycle to the farm's pig pen and took a look. Oh dear, there was not a single pig left. They must have all been killed during the Chinese New Year. Each team was estimated to have two or three pigs.

He moved a big pig out of his space thought and put it in the pig pen, then rode his bicycle to the field department.

Field Director's Office.

Director Liu was drinking tea when Yi Chun hurried in.

"Grandpa Liu, I'm here to hand over a big pig from the farm, which has been put in the pig pen."

"Okay, Secretary Ma, take a few people with you and send the pig to the cafeteria to be killed."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Secretary Ma happily went to organize the meeting.

Director Liu said in a measured tone: "Xiaochun, why haven't I seen you these days? What are you busy with?"

Yi Chun took out five cans of milk powder from her schoolbag.

"Grandpa, I sent my friend Zhu Qing to Huanxi County for brain tumor surgery. I thought that my little brother's milk powder could not be stopped. I hurriedly took the time to come back yesterday. I have to go tomorrow. It will probably take more than a month to come back."
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Manager Liu tacitly took out five ten-dollar bills and said, "No wonder, I said you were on winter vacation, but you didn't come to see me."

"The eighty pigs have been put out of the market and distributed to various companies. It was a lively scene. It's a pity that you are not here, haha."
Chapter completed!