In the afternoon, the big horn in the village sounded and informed those who had decided to raise pigs to get their own piglets.
The atmosphere of Shanghe Village was boiling. No matter whether the villagers raised pigs this time or not, they began to walk to the threshing ground to see the little guy who could be raised by themselves in the future.
Han Li didn't intend to participate in this activity, but Zhang Xiangjun and Zhang Yaozu came here.
"Brother Han, go with me to pick pigs."
"I don't understand this. I can't see the good or bad after I go there."
"Go and help me look at the one assigned to me