Su Qing tut-tutted. 'Never in their wildest dreams,' she thought, 'did these two boars imagine they'd learn how to do a handstand.'
"SQUEAL SQUEAL SQUEAL!" With their rears stuck in the top of the den, the two wild boars couldn't move no matter how much they struggled. They squealed in frustration. But no matter how much the two large boars shrieked, the three smaller ones remained silent. Su Qing raised an eyebrow. 'Good grief. Don't tell me the two big ones just squashed their own young?'
Without giving it a closer look, Su Qing stored the entire family of boars in her space, placing them in the area with the vine chests. The whole family, neat and tidy, not a single one left behind.
Having harvested five wild boars, Su Qing was in high spirits. Even if she found nothing else tonight, these few boars were already a bountiful harvest. She decided to wander a little longer before heading home.
