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Chapter 70 Pig Raising

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    The only special thing about this black pig in Li Changqing's family is that it is "black"!  Most of the people in the village raise white pigs.  As Li Changqing, who has sold pigs, he understands the market. Pigs born from black sows will be more valuable in the future. Whether it is black pigs or black and white pigs, they are more valuable than pure white pigs, so I specially picked a pig.  The black sow, take it home and raise it, he is waiting for his black pig to bloom and bear fruit.

    The days in the countryside are like a day, and the days of the year can be fully summed up in one word: bitterness.  They have been hovering on the edge of labor. There are endless jobs and hardships in the countryside. In order to make a living, they never know how to rest all year round.  There is no concept of rest in their minds, and there is always only one question in their minds, how to ensure that they have food and not starve to death.

    Chen Yao's first task after school every day is not to do her homework. She is still in elementary school. Because of her good academic performance, she always waits until all the homework is done at night before doing her homework under the dim light.  Now her sisters are all in high school or junior high school, and their academic tasks are heavier than hers, so she consciously takes on the role of nanny at home.

    The first task is to cook for the pigs.

    It was a great summer heat, the hottest time of the year, but the weeds in the fields grew wildly under the moisture of the rain.  There is endless farm work in my mother's field. In order to provide more subsidies for the family, my father went to a neighboring city to work under the introduction of relatives. He only came back once when the wheat was in autumn, but he left again when the wheat was sold out.  In the era when the telephone was not convenient, Li Changqing only called the third grandmother's house next door every two weeks.  Because the phone bill is expensive, in order to save money, every time I just simply ask my mother about the situation at home, and then hang up the phone quickly.  During this period of time, Chen Yao's memory of her father has always been blank.

    It is no longer known which litter of piglets this black pig gave birth to after it came to this house, but its body is precious now, and there are at least seven or eight piglets in its belly at the moment, which can be  A large part of the tuition fees of the sisters.  It would be even better if it could live up to its expectations and give birth to more than a dozen piglets.  Therefore, now Chenyao also knows that she has a heavy responsibility on her body, and she is working hard to prepare every meal for it.

    In the pig food bucket, in order to take care of the pregnancy of the old sow, Chen Yao now puts the grass powder through a small sieve. She wants to sieve the soil cleaner, and then puts a large spoonful of corn material,  And scum.  The dregs were newly produced when the oil was pumped out this year. She and her mother had already crushed them with a roller, and they were just waiting for him to supplement nutrition when he was pregnant.  According to her mother's instructions, Chen Yao put away three horse spoonfuls of grass powder, one large spoonful of corn material, and half a horsefull spoonful of dregs.  She stared at the pig food barrel for a long time, thinking about the black pig that was about to give birth, and then comforted herself that the half-horse spoonful of dregs scooped up was a little less, so she added some more.  By the time she got everything in order, the water that had been boiling since she got home had already boiled away.  Only the pig food scalded with boiling water can make it sticky, so the old black pig loves to eat it.  This is my mother's experience, Chen Yao kept every word in her heart, and strictly followed it.

    While scooping boiling water into the pig food bucket, she stirred it with a large spoon, otherwise dry small pieces would appear due to the uneven mixing between the hot water and these dry things, which is not the delicious food that the old pig wants.  It must be mixed evenly. Making pig food is the same as being a human being, and you must pay attention to it.

    Following her own stirring, the smell of pig food has slowly spread out. Chen Yao smelled this fragrance, and if she didn't know it, she would think she was doing something delicious.  She stirred the pig food well, and when it was even, she brought another pig food bucket, divided half of each into it, and then mixed it with a few ladles of cold water, and the black pig food with a suitable temperature was ready.

    Although she is two years older, her strength is still not enough to support her to lift the whole pig food bucket. She still can only carry the pig food bucket by bucket to the pigsty.  Inside, she was alone in the house, but she was used to it.  She clumsily dangles from the left to the right. She did it like her mother, but because of her small size, she ended up with this clumsy look.  Finally, the two barrels of pig food were transported to the pigsty while shaking.

    The belly of the black pig is almost close to the ground, and the breasts are already swollen. According to her mother, the delivery date of the black pig is just a few days away, which makes Chen Yao dare not slack off.  Every time she carried the bucket of pig food to the pigsty, the black pig always had to climb up the iron gate and bark vigorously, but now, it just whimpered, its heavy body no longer allowed it to climb up the iron gate.

    Chen Yao used a horse spoon to put the pig food through the iron gate into the pig trough one by one, and the black pig soon began to eat it.  Seeing how sweet it is eating, Chen Yao seems to have forgotten all the tiredness.  She seemed to have seen the little piglets all over the floor drinking milk from the sweet black pig mother.  The pig food she prepared will be turned into its piglets to feed its children, and then these little piglets will be turned into money, tuition fees for her and her sisters, and food, clothing, housing and transportation for the family.

    Eat, eat, eat hard, tomorrow, and tomorrow, she will make delicious pig food for this baby pig with such heart.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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