My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 586 My self-raised pigs are the best in the world

Chapter 586: 586 My self-raised pigs are the best in the world

Fat pigs were loaded onto trucks one by one, and Fang Zhitong drove off to the meat processing plant, with Li Jiancai following along.

After the first truck had left, the members of the Shuangshan Brigade continued to efficiently herd pigs, chanting numbers and buoyed by an elevated atmosphere.

Yan Sui and the other leaders watched with satisfied smiles on their faces.

A circle of women surrounded the village entrance, watching as the pigs they raised were loaded onto the trucks, their eyes turning red with excitement.

After nearly a year of bustling activity, the ancestral pigs were finally ready for market.

"Watching these pigs being loaded onto the truck, my heart feels an indescribable feeling," Li Xiuli suddenly said.

Having gotten used to checking on the pigs first thing when getting home, their sudden absence was quite the adjustment.

Zhao Honghua, eyeing her own two pigs, nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, watching the pigs be shipped off feels like sending off a daughter to be married," she whispered.

Pfft—

Upon hearing this, Lin Tang almost choked on her saliva.

What a godly comparison.

Li Xiuli’s face stiffened slightly, "What are you saying, treating your two pigs like your daughters?"

Zhao Honghua came back to her senses, realizing her metaphor was rather inappropriate, and her face flushed.

"I was just talking nonsense..."

Li Xiuli laughed and changed the subject.

"I heard the county is grading the pigs they purchase, I hope our brigade’s pigs get a high grade."

This was the first time Zhao Honghua and the others had heard about grading, and they all looked surprised.

Wang Xuemei became anxious and said, "The pigs are graded, huh? Our brigade’s pigs are so fat, they should be able to reach the eighth, ninth, or even tenth grade, right?"

With their own interests at stake, Liu Dajie also became nervous.

"What’s the highest grade? Our pigs are raised so well, I’m afraid they’ll exceed even the top grade."

"I think so too..."

All of a sudden, the women of the brigade became carried away, believing the pigs they raised were the best in the world.

Even the highest grade wasn’t good enough.

Lin Tang’s mouth twitched, "..."

Overconfident much.

Li Xiuli saw her daughter nearby and thought to herself that they could just ask Tangtang instead of making wild guesses.

"Tangtang, you know about the pig grading, right? What grade do you think our brigade’s pigs will get?"

Zhao Honghua and the other women turned their gaze toward her unanimously.

Lin Tang nodded; she happened to know a bit about this.

"The county grades pigs into twelve levels, based on the meat yield of the live pigs..."

Before she could finish, Liu Dajie interjected eagerly, "Tangtang, what level do you think our brigade’s pigs can reach?"

Without waiting for Lin Tang to respond, she confidently said, "Definitely the twelfth level, I have confidence in our brigade’s pigs."

Though she said this, her eyes eagerly sought Lin Tang’s answer, waiting for her to reply.

The other village women also looked on expectantly.

Lin Tang smiled and said, "The first level is the best, the twelfth level is the worst."

The crowd looked puzzled, "???"

Awkward.

Li Xiuli grew impatient, reprimanding with annoyance, "Stop beating around the bush, what grade do you think our brigade’s pigs could be rated?"

Lin Tang’s face showed a bitter smile.

She thought to herself, oh mother, you really think too highly of me.

The county had special inspectors who could determine the grade of a pig with just a touch.

Although they were all experienced people, who knew if errors could occur?

She couldn’t guarantee... that every pig from the brigade would be a first-grade pig.

Lin Tang looked helpless, "How could I clearly tell, this is determined by the county’s inspectors."

"But you don’t need to worry, the brigade’s pigs are well-raised, and unless something unexpected happens, they should all be first-grade pigs. We’ll know once Jiancai comes back."

Lin Tang thought she was being conservative with her words, but the outcome was somewhat different from what she had expected—

The women, who had been tense with anticipation, suddenly relaxed, smiles of relief spreading across their faces.

Lin Tang was baffled.

Hmm? This reaction, isn’t it a bit off?!

Upon hearing her daughter’s words, Li Xiuli completely relaxed.

She laughed out loud and said, "All set, all set, Tangtang said it’s a top-grade pig, everyone can relax for now."

Zhao Honghua had exceptional confidence in Lin Tang as well.

"Tangtang has never spoken empty words, I suddenly feel reassured."

Wang Xuemei and the others also looked completely relieved and eager to get their money.

Lin Tang: "..."

Ah? If she remembered correctly, she thought she said ’should’, right?

emmm...

As long as everyone is happy.

The pigs the brigade had raised for nearly a year were finally ready to be sold, an occasion celebrated by the entire brigade, so much so that even the reclusive Lin Xiuyuan came out.

Zhao Shuzhen followed by his side.

Seeing Tangtang standing there with a poker face, the elderly couple slowly walked over.

Lin Tang, seeing that her grandparents had taken the rare opportunity to come out, greeted them with a smile: "Grandpa, Grandma, you’re here too."

That smile on her face was as pleasing as the sun.

Lin Xiuyuan smiled and nodded, "Yeah, just came out to have a look."

Zhao Shuzhen noticed Lin Tang’s face seemed thinner and her brows slightly furrowed, "Have you not been eating well? You look thinner. Yingzhou isn’t looking after you well enough..."

Before she finished, she thought of how Yingzhou acted around Tangtang and couldn’t continue.

Lin Tang raised her hand to touch her face, "Really? I haven’t noticed, I’ve been eating quite a lot."

Perhaps... this is your grandma thinking you’ve lost weight?!

Lin Xiuyuan’s expression was gentle, his tone caring.

"Your work is hard, eat more when you can. If you don’t have enough grain, your grandma and I still have some."

Lin Tang felt her heart warm, her smile becoming even more open and joyful.

Such simple and straightforward concern, offering food right away.

"No need, I have enough to eat."

She was least in need of grains.

Lin Xiuyuan patted his granddaughter on the head and said, "Good to hear you have enough. Stay here; your grandma and I will take a walk elsewhere."

After speaking, he took Zhao Shuzhen and left.

The old couple walked hand in hand, their hair silver-white, bathed in the morning light with a soft glow.

It soothed anyone who looked at them.

Lin Tang didn’t know what others thought but felt like she was stuffed with dog food without warning.

So full～

In the future, don’t ask her why she’s lost weight; it’s because the dog food was so filling, she couldn’t eat a meal, that’s why she lost weight.

Many hands make light work, and the meat destined for the county was quickly loaded onto the truck.

On the truck, the plump pigs crowded together, their fattened bodies prompting involuntary smiles.

The brigade members’ tough and weathered faces were filled with the joy of harvest.

Their eyes shone brightly, full of anticipation.

Everyone’s desires were simple; having enough food and clothing was enough to satisfy them.

The selling of the pigs meant money, which meant a good winter ahead, making everyone happy.

The Provincial City reporter, witnessing the scene, picked up his camera hanging around his neck and snapped a few pictures.

He felt he had the photos he wanted.

That feeling, of genuine hope and joy from the heart...

Only true emotions can move people!

Yan Sui noticed the satisfaction on the reporter’s face and his eyes flickered slightly.

The commune’s plan was half secured.

Zhuo Hang noticed it was getting late and leaned towards Yan Sui, whispering, "Director Yan, it’s getting late, should we head back to the county now?"

To be honest, he felt smelly all over and yearned to get back to the county for a bath at the bathhouse — not being able to bathe was one thing, but even washing his hair would do.