Every day, Yan Zhengya would remind the little pig not to chase the chickens, but every day, the little pig would turn a deaf ear to the advice and cheerfully charge into the pen to chase them. It seemed to be part of their daily routine.
In the pen, the chickens flew and the pig bounced; without that rooster, the little pig could even hold its own against a few hens, sometimes even coming out on top.
After chasing the chickens, the little pig ran to a basin of clear water in the yard to wash itself. Yan Zhengya prepared several basins of clear water every day just for when the little pig got tired after playing and needed a bath. After all, it was a super clean little pig.
The little pig shook the water droplets off its body and then started running in circles on a big flat stone. Just as it was playing gleefully, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of it. In the next moment, it was lifted by a pair of warm hands.
