It's not that the villagers just listen to Qin Zhaodi.
After all, in these times of scarce clothing and food, some families can only eat pork a few times a year.
So every pig in the village is considered a treasure by the villagers.
To put it bluntly, pigs are more precious than humans.
It's almost the end of the year, and everyone was thinking they'd be able to share some pork soon. But now, out of the blue, something's wrong with the pigs. And it's nine of them at once, looking worse than ever.
So, the villagers who ran over to see couldn't help but feel agitated.
However, after Yao Chunhua's words, their emotions calmed down somewhat.
"But Aunt Yao, there's something wrong with the pigs, that's a fact. We should figure out what to do."
"Yes, yes, that's how it should be."
"I know, and I called my Ningning over."
