Recently, Wen Hengyin had been feeling a bit restless, peeking outside during class.
His father, Mr. Wen Silang, had already knocked on the table with his ruler several times, his gaze full of warnings.
Wen Hengyin had no choice but to suppress his restless thoughts and start studying with a nodding and shaking of his head.
Once school was finally over, Wen Hengyin snuck to the kitchen, grabbed two steamed buns, stuffed them into his bosom, and dashed off to the Jiang Family's house.
Upon arriving at the yard of Uncle Jiang, he saw that there was no one around, so he silently ran to the pigpen and fed the steamed buns to Ahua in the pigpen over the fence.
Yes, he had named the black pig Ahua and even brought her delicious food every day.
Because Ahua was pregnant, and the piglets in her belly might be his.
This is how it happened.
A few days ago, he often fed Ahua with wild vegetables, and she seemed very happy, grunting whenever she saw him coming.