Chapter 1306: Chapter 1218: Eight Piglets in One Litter [Double-Length] Got even more excited! And then, the difficult issue of Xiangxiang’s relocation method was resolved, naturally making us feel relieved and pleasantly surprised. But looking into Xiangxiang’s naive eyes, and thinking of its usual considerate and gentle behavior… The reader cried out: “Daddy’s sorry for you!” Even the old mother in the family realized something, feeling torn and hesitant at the moment: “Really going to send it away?” “Didn’t you install that surveillance at home? Now the pig prices are low, so no one would come to steal it.” “At worst, I’ll just take Xiangxiang to crowded places, not giving them a chance to snatch it…” Compared to the son, the original owner, the old parents have been raising Xiangxiang the longest. Unfortunately, this pig is now several hundred pounds, and when it runs, they can’t even hold it back. Although Xiangxiang is obedient and wouldn’t run, if someone tries to catch it with a rope like last time, it might suddenly dash wildly. The old mother thought of this and sat down sadly, unable to speak. “Better safe than sorry.” “Going to crowded places, they might not dare make a move, but what if Xiangxiang runs and injures someone? Wouldn’t that be even more problematic?” This doesn’t work, that doesn’t work. Being a mother, she asked cautiously: “Are you finding a good home for Xiangxiang? It’s so strong, and could be very tasty… What if someone eats it later?” “If it were in the past, back in the countryside, I wouldn’t have let you keep it either, it would also have been for meat.” The son reassured her: “Mom, don’t worry. They’re even willing to sign an agreement with me, and they already have several pigs! They bought Xiangxiang to use as a breeding pig and will take good care of it.” “Isn’t one drop of blood enough to hurt it a bit?” The old mother rambled incoherently, her eyes full of reluctance. “Mom, be rational! It’s still a bachelor.” “Besides, if there wasn’t something in it for them, why would they raise it? If they wanted to take Xiangxiang away with that kind of intention, I wouldn’t agree.” The son came over with his phone: “Look at their environment, see the pasture, see this Riverside Beach. And the newly built unused pigpen…” “Xiangxiang would definitely be happier there than cramped in our small house! How long has it been since it went for a walk? It’s almost turned over the ground in the yard.” Speaking of which, the old mother stood up again: “I almost forgot, I came in to get a shovel to scoop its poop.” “Sigh, now I dare not take it outside, it used to be so nice pulling it to the cesspit beside the northern pig farm. Now one pile of poop needs a whole trash bag… Day by day, it’s just garbage disposal.” The son listened silently, then bowed his head to confirm the news again, unable to hold back a relieved sigh. Xiangxiang is great, but really, taking care of it is too tiring! Daddy’s little piggy! It’s all my fault for not having the ability to get you a farm! Lun Chuan driving, helplessly responded to Song Tan’s calling: “Haven’t you been waiting for me to respond? Satisfied now?” “Be thankful, little pig. Xiaolun sounds so nice!” Song Tan stretched his legs lazily. “How did I get a nickname again?” Lun Chuan wondered: Is this a dating skill girls have? Or does every guy have a unique nickname with their girlfriend? “This can’t be blamed on me.” Song Tan seriously stifled a laugh: “Didn’t you see clearly when my mom was flipping through pictures earlier?” “There was a breed of pig, with a national treasure coloring, called the Lun Chuan Pig!” This time Lun Chuan was truly speechless. After a while, he said helplessly: “Let me see.” Song Tan stifled her laughter, snorting, and after a long time, she handed over the picture, with a simple line of text above that made Lun Chuan feel even more speechless: “Is it still the mother breed?” “Uh… cough, hahaha! Lun Xiaozhu!” “A litter of eight treasures!” She laughed so happily, the car was filled with joy and ease. This little world was just for the two of them. There was no need to worry about naive Qiaoqiao being led astray, no need to worry that parents would think they were not mature enough, nor would it make relatives or employees feel unreliable. And Lun Chuan, at this moment, forgot about the name, only silently holding her hand. Because he knew, the Song Tan , was not a sister, not a daughter, not a boss… Only appeared in front of him.