"Ningning, what are you looking for?" Yao Chunhua asked softly, noticing her daughter seemed to be looking for something.
Soon, Gu Jia Ning used a twig to poke around a pile of leftovers the pigs had eaten. Quickly, her gaze locked onto something, and she found a clean, large leaf to place it on with the twig. "Mom, do you recognize this thing? Have you ever fed it to the pigs?"
Yao Chunhua came over for a look and quickly understood. "This, this is pig dung bean. How could it be here? I've never fed pig dung bean to the pigs."
Surprised, Yao Chunhua's voice rose significantly.
Outside, the villagers heard this.
"What, pig dung bean? The pigs got sick from eating pig dung bean?"
"The pig dung bean is poisonous. How can it be fed to pigs?"
Old Zhang was the first to step forward for a look. His cloudy eyes immediately recognized it. "That's right, it's pig dung bean. So that's the reason."
