Nongmen tranquility

Chapter 302 This Must Be a Scary Dream

As long as he eats this pot of pigweed, presumably these people will not stare at him. At night, he can bite off the rope in the dark, escape from the pigsty, find a safe place, and have a good sleep Wake up from a dream and become a human again.

Cheng Siru thought, the speed of eating pigweed accelerated!

Basically swallow it raw.

Seeing that the pig never ate it, it seemed that it was only because of An An's words, and Mrs. Wu joked, "This pig seems to understand human speech, which is really strange."

He does not mean that.

An An narrowed her eyes.

That's right, this guy is not a real pig, he has no hands, and a mouth with teeth that can bite, I'm afraid a rope can't tie him.

Add rope?
It is estimated that it is useless.

Then make the door higher and stronger.

It's getting dark already, let Kang Ping do it tomorrow, he's tired after a busy day.

Thinking of this, An An pulled Po Wu away and asked Po Po Wu in a low voice.

"Do you have soothing soup?"

This old woman always boiled medicinal soup for her. She should have some conventional medicines on hand. She remembered that when she had menstruation last time, when she was leaving, Mrs. Wu gave her a bowl of soup. She drank it and went back He fell asleep and opened his eyes to see the bright sky.

It is estimated that it should be soothing soup.

Sure enough, Mrs. Wu smiled and said, "Yes, Miss, you can't sleep at night? The old lady will go to bed for you now."

An An held her back and shook her head, "No, I've been fine recently, and I gave it to that pig to drink."

"For pigs?" Crazy!

An An said, "Didn't you just say that the pig seems very clever? I'm afraid it will run away at night."

"Isn't there a rope?"

"It's so powerful, you don't even know it. Along the way, the uncle who drives the ox cart can't wait to be unable to pull it.".

"But there's still a fence closed!"

"The fence is so low."

Mrs. Wu: "..."

Turn around and go to the kitchen.

Facing such a weird master, she felt that she would go crazy if she asked any more questions.

"Boil more."

An An stood at the door with a smile and warned, "Let it cool down and pour it into a pig trough for it to drink. By the way, don't tell it soothing soup or something like that, it understands it."

Mrs. Wu: "..."

Can a pig understand human language?
I'm afraid he has become a fine pig demon.

I really want to take back the joke I said before, wow!
Although I thought so in my heart, my attitude was still submissive, and I nodded, "Well, I can save it."

"Then I'll go back first. You need to spend some time today, and you can sleep after it sleeps. It's troublesome."

"No trouble."

Mrs. Wu waved her hand, thinking: After all, it belongs to the little girl's family. Although she said it well, she spent so much money to buy the pig. After all, she still has a tight eye on it. She is afraid that she will lose weight after being fed for a while, and she will kill it first. Selling meat, I was afraid that the pigs would not be able to sleep well and run away after a while.

But the girl didn't know that this soothing soup wasn't cheap either.

Of course, she wouldn't have An An say these things.

The young master had told her long ago that whenever a girl needs something, she can just ask Guanshi Li for it, and she must never negotiate the price with the girl, even if it is extremely expensive, it must be a very ordinary and cheap price.

The soothe the nerves soup is prepared soup powder, add water and boil it, it doesn't take much trouble.

However, it took a while to wait for the soup to cool down.

Mrs. Wu didn't say much, and poured the soup into the pig trough when it was cold.

But Cheng Si, after driving for more than an hour in the afternoon, ate a small bundle of pigweed, and his throat was already dry and sore.

I saw Mrs. Wu pouring soothing soup into the trough.

He thought it was water.

He went up and drank it directly.

Although the soup had a strange taste in his mouth, he thought he was a pig now, and everything he drank had a strange taste, so he didn't care.

In short, after drinking, the old woman should go to sleep, and he should also "active".

(End of this chapter)