Chapter 142: The child who plays with the pig

Every rural family has the habit of raising pigs. They usually raise two heads. One is to kill the family to eat meat during the Chinese New Year, and the other is to sell it for a year as pocket money.

In rural life, there is no place to consume flowers. The rice and vegetables are grown by themselves. The autumn vegetables that are eaten in winter are also stored in autumn. Few families go to the town to buy fresh vegetables.

If you really want to spend money on buying vegetables, that is, you can buy a piece of tofu from the tofu maker's house in the village from time to time, most people still exchange beans, and not many people use money.

So rural life is very peaceful, just like an old lake without anyone disturbing it. Because of trees around it, the lake surface is calm and there are no ripples.

When Xu Na drove into the yard, she saw a small figure in the pigpen at home while sitting in the car. She thought it was Xu's mother feeding the pigs, but after getting off the car, she realized that it was a little boy.

The little boy looked about seven or eight years old, dark and thin, and it was already cold in autumn. Although it was a little hot at noon, he also wore long sleeves. The little boy wore a hurdle vest. The original color of the vest could no longer be seen. The fair skin under the vest could be seen in vague movements.

The boy was holding a small shovel in his hand, standing at the door of the iron bar of the pigpen, using the shovel in his hand to lift the soil into the pigpen, and was still talking about something in his mouth.

Hearing the movement, he turned around and saw Xu Na, but was not afraid. He raised his hand and wiped his nose with his arm, and turned around and continued to speak to the pigpen.

Xu Na was curious, hesitated for a moment and walked over.

The pigpen smells not good. Even though the pigpen at Xu's mother's house is made of cement and is washed with water every day, it is very hot at noon.

"Dabai, don't bully Xiaobai. You are brothers, you should take care of each other." The boy spoke seriously at the two white pigs in the pigpen.

"They are called Dabai Xiaobai?" Xu Na asked with a smile.

The little boy looked back at her and then enthusiastically introduced her, "The one with a blue birthmark on her body is Dabai, and the one with pure white is Xiaobai. I knew they were just here and I would come to see them every day."

He actually named the pig, and Xu Na smiled and asked him, "You are playing with the pig, aren't there any children laughing at you?"

"No one plays with me, they are all going to school." The little boy looked disappointed.

"Then you can also go to this, so you will make a lot of friends."

"I have to go to the town to go to school. It's ten miles away from the town. My grandmother is old and can't give me away." The boy's face disappeared from the loss he had just now, "But I have two friends, Dabai and Xiaobai. By the way, are you from Grandma Xu's family?"

She nodded

Xu Na felt sad because of the little boy's words. She lost school but could only play with her grandmother. The adults at home should go to work, but the little boy was still so optimistic, but she felt uncomfortable when she heard it.

The little boy's eyes were clean and could reflect the figure, "Can you tell Grandma Xu not to kill Dabai and Xiaobai? They are my friends. If they are going to be eaten, I will have no friends."

With kind and expectant eyes, Xu Na almost couldn't bear to agree, but stopped at the last moment.

The child is still young and ignorant. Now he is not going to be friends with pigs, but to live a normal life as a child, to learn and absorb knowledge.

At this moment, something hit Xu Na's heart violently and quickly, filled with her feelings.
Chapter completed!