The pig in the pen snorted twice.
Tong Huaqiong temporarily spared Liu Yueer and went to the pig pen to check on the piglets that had been castrated overnight.
The little pig looked lively and stretched its neck toward the trough when it saw Tong Huaqiong approaching the pen.
Tong Huaqiong jumped into the pen, held down the little pig, and checked between its legs, finding that the redness from yesterday's wound was no longer visible.
She had thought that if the wound became inflamed, she would have some anti-inflammatory medication to apply.
It seemed that the unfamiliar Master Tan was indeed skillful with the knife.
Tong Huaqiong climbed out of the pen and instructed Liu Yueer to bring wheat bran and crushed corn mixed with fresh forage to pour into the trough. The little boar, starving overnight, buried its head into the trough as if possessed when it saw the food.
