Bab 847: If He's Lost, He's Lost

Gao Ming cradled a piglet in his arms, finding the creature utterly amusing. His gaze swept over the seemingly endless pigsty, a sight that left him in awe. "How many pigs must there be?" he wondered aloud, his eyes wide with fascination. "Your father is truly remarkable. The next time I see my father, I'll urge him to start a pig farm, just like yours!"

Su Li held his head high, a sense of pride washing over him. After feeding the piglets, he led his small group of friends to visit the larger pigs and experience the task of cutting pig feed. The children were so engrossed in their play that they stayed until late into the night, unwilling to leave. 

Aunt Zhang and the others had no choice but to accompany them, waiting until the children were tired before leading them back to the Su family's house for rest.