The six goats were completely locked in the yard on that day. Chen Ming went to someone else's sweet potato field to cut some sweet potato vines, put them on the ground, and sprinkled some water. Of course, it was not ordinary water, but Chen Ming's water. The six lambs were full and quiet, and they squeezed together to sleep after eating.

The little puppy was busy all day long. It had to check the three new suckling pigs and the six little goats in the yard. Every time Chen Ming sat down, it had to rub his trouser legs to ensure his status in the world.

The big red rooster is different. It always keeps an arrogant fighter chicken unshakable. That meaningless competition for favor is always a cloud of clouds.

The three little suckling pigs seemed to have become accustomed to bamboo cages with the smell of chicken and duck manure. Except for coming out to eat, they stayed in the bamboo cages for the rest of their time.

"If you buy seedlings better and keep them for a few months, you might be able to kill the New Year pigs." Ma Yan felt very anxious when he looked at the three thin little suckling pigs.

"I'm going to kill New Year's pigs alone. I can't finish eating a pig in a year. Besides, do you think my family needs to kill New Year's pigs?" Chen Ming pointed to the few pieces of bacon hanging at home and said.

Ma Yan smiled and shook his head: "You really don't have to kill New Year's pigs. You don't have to buy pork all year round."

"The pork sold in the market is fed from feed. Pigs in pig farms are slaughtered after three months of raising them, and the meat is not enough to be eaten at all." Chen Ming was not interested in the pork fed from that feed.

"The pork nowadays is not as delicious as the local pigs I used to be when I was a child. It tastes less fragrant at all." Ma Yan sighed very much.

"Don't look at the three suckling pigs I bought are all tail pigs, they are authentic local pig seedlings. I plan to keep the seeds. It happens to be one boar and two sows. The pigs you feed in the future will definitely be more fragrant than the meat you ate when you were a child." Chen Ming's plan is getting bigger and bigger. He has no long-term plans, and often he will think of whatever he wants, and his mind may suddenly change.

"Okay, I'm pointing at the pork that is more fragrant than when I was a child." Ma Yan felt that the three suckling pigs that Chen Ming bought were definitely a big loss. Although the price was not high, whether the three suckling pigs could be raised was a big problem. At this time, it was hard to say unlucky words. Whether Chen Ming chose the right choice, he had already bought them home.

On the third day after the pigs and sheep were bought, Chen Ming drove out six goats to solve the food problem by himself. The three little suckling pigs were very lucky and still ate the leftover food Chen Ming eats every day. Not only did they not mind, they were happy. Although the three little suckling pigs were not driven out of the house by Chen Ming to feed themselves, they no longer stayed in bamboo cages in their spare time, and often came out of the bamboo cages and ran around. When Chen Ming was eating, they rushed back on time.

The little suckling pig is very bold. When the little suckling pig is eating, the three little suckling pigs are actually bold enough to grab the little suckling pig's job.

"Wool, wool!" The little puppy immediately rose up and kept yelling at the three suckling pigs. The little puppy was not afraid of boiling water, and let the little puppy bark and bite. The three little puppy always worked hard and ate the food in the little puppy bowl in a few seconds.

The little puppy was furious and tore and bite the three little suckling pigs. The little puppy rolled directly to the ground, with legs facing the sky, surrendering to the little puppy. The little puppy had no choice but to these four completely shameless guys, and turned around to complain to Chen Ming.

The three little suckling pigs immediately rolled up and ran into the bamboo cage at the same time.

Chen Ming was watching the fun all the time. The little puppy came over to complain, and he laughed. As for helping the little puppy to be fair, he wouldn't. He wouldn't give it any more food. He couldn't even keep his own rice bowl. What's the use for him? He wouldn't starve to death after starving for a night. Chen Ming wouldn't spoil it.

Seeing that the complaint was invalid, the little puppy could only find a corner to hide and quietly treat the internal injuries.

The big red rooster's mouth is much more cruel than the little puppy. The three little suckling pigs didn't have the idea of ​​fighting with the big red rooster and his three wives and four concubines. However, the big red rooster pecked hard a few times, and the three little suckling pigs immediately had several wounds on their bodies and immediately drove them away.

The little dog has no physical advantages over the three little suckling pigs. Therefore, after being stubbornly beaten by the three little suckling pigs, they suffered a secret loss.

Ma Yan finished supper at Chen Ming's house, watched the show and then went home. He saw something. When these animals arrived at Chen Ming's house, they seemed to become weird immediately. He was very familiar with the big red rooster. It was a big guy who had been fed for several years. In their house, they were just a very ordinary rooster. They were only fed for a long time and were bigger than ordinary roosters. There was nothing special. But when Chen Ming's place, they seemed to be very weird. Ma Yan even saw a hint of contempt in the eyes of the big red rooster.

I was despised by a rooster, what the hell is this?

Ma Yan did not say it out loud. Meishan Navy is very magical for ordinary people. It would not be surprising at all if something strange happened to them. So everything is beyond Ma Yan's common sense, but also Ma Yan's expectations.

The next day, Chen Ming went to the home of Yang Xiaonian, a carpenter in Chashu Village. Yang Xiaonian is an old carpenter in Chashu Village. It is said that he was born in Xiaonian and was named Yang Xiaonian.

Chen Ming made a plow in Daxi paving and needed a wooden rack to support the plow and then put a rope on it so that the horse could pull it up and plow the ground.

"I have never done this kind of dry plow. No one here plows the land with animals." Yang Xiaonian frowned. For a carpenter of his level, it was difficult to work creatively.

"Didn't it mean that there were two dry plows in the village when the production team were in the past? In the past, the gardening farm used ox to drag the plows to plow the tea tree field?" Chen Ming said.

"It's true. But I didn't beat the plow. Later, after being assigned to the household, the plow was burned as firewood." Yang Xiaonian said.

"Do you still remember that style? Can it be typed in that way?" Chen Ming asked.

Yang Xiaonian was a little embarrassed: "This is not easy. I don't know the size, so I can't make it."

"Then do you know which carpenter made that plow back then?" Chen Ming asked.

"I know, but it's useless. The plow was made by my master. My master is still from your Chen family. Unfortunately, my master didn't tell us the size back then." Yang Xiaonian sighed.
Chapter completed!