The pig's diet seems poor, and it looks thin and pale.
"Is this the pig Chen Jiao has always been nagging about not castrating?" Goldfinch's crisp voice came ringing like a bell, particularly pleasant to hear.
"Husband, although my body and heart are both yours, castrating a pig… You should do it yourself, husband?" Ningtuo, in a black dress, stepped back, hiding behind Qi Yuan with her petite figure.
"Ah?" Goldfinch realized something, gripping Qi Yuan's hand tightly, "I am the beauty of Jiupan Mountain, fragile and precious, I won't castrate that thing for the pig!"
Clearly, this was something she couldn't do.
Goldfinch still had the same proud and capricious character as always.
"You guys..." Qi Yuan hesitated a bit, "Before castrating the pig, shouldn't we ask for the pig's opinion, whether it's willing to be castrated?"
"Isn't it not tasty if not castrated?"
"It seems to not want to be eaten either?"
"But if we don't eat it, people will starve to death."