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Chapter Forty-Two

"Ye Tianming, this is a pig factory. Take a look and get familiar with the environment," Xu Guoliang, the leader of the cooking team, said

Ye Tianming raised his eyes and looked at the pig farm and curled his lips: "Isn't it just a big pig pen? I thought the pig farm was that big."

Xu Guoliang smiled awkwardly: "Hehe... doesn't a pig farm sound better? If the higher-ups come to inspect it and say it's a pig pen, it will sound bad."

Ye Tianming didn't say anything. He looked at the more than a hundred pigs in the pig pen with their eyes chattering and thought: "I'll poison them all if I get the chance. How dare you let me serve these beasts?" It seemed like a long time since he thought about it.

I'm eating roasted pig, and I giggle a lot thinking about it.

Xu Guoliang raised his head and saw Ye Tianming's wandering eyes and weird smile. He couldn't help but shudder. He remembered what the company commander secretly said to him just now: "I heard that this boy is not a fuel-saving lamp. You have to kill him."

Just be careful not to cause any trouble, you know?"

At that time, he didn't take it seriously. What kind of trouble could he cause if he just raised a pig? But when he saw Ye Tianming's appearance now, he had no idea.

At this time, I heard Ye Tianming's hearty laughter, turned around and put his arms around Xu Guoliang's shoulders and said: "Squad leader, don't worry, I will work hard and I will never let the company commander and you down."

Hearing what Ye Tianming said, Xu Guoliang felt more and more unsure, because in the past, no matter who he asked to raise pigs, he would lose his temper and refuse to come. No one had agreed so smoothly and smiled so much like Ye Tianming.

happy

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, he said: "That's good, that's good. I hope you do well."

"Hehe... no problem, monitor, don't worry, I will make the pigs fat enough to bring glory to us."

Xu Guoliang thought in his heart: "You are still trying to gain glory. As long as you don't cause trouble, I will recite Amitabha."

Time passed day by day, and Ye Tianming began his pig-raising career.

"Hey! How are you getting used to Tianming?" Tan Chao, who is a bit short but has a strong body, said.

"It's okay! It's okay! This thing is nothing to me, but it's about whether you should retire from the army this year."

Sigh... A long sigh, "I have already written an application report to stay, but there has been no reply yet. You know I come from a rural area. Only by staying in the army can I have the possibility of development."

Ye Tianming stood up and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry there will be news, I'm going to feed the pigs."

After saying that, he muttered: "Damn! I will kill these beasts sooner or later."

Just as Tan Chao was about to speak, he heard Ye Tianming mumble, uh... and he suppressed his words, his forehead covered with black lines.

Ye Tianming hummed an unknown song and walked towards the pig pen. Seeing the fat pigs grunting and grabbing for food, he became very angry: "Damn it, I don't even want to serve myself but I still want to serve you." After saying this

He jumped into the pig pen and kicked the pigs that were eating.

Now everything is in chaos. The pig’s noises and Ye Tianming’s angry shouts have gathered into an alternative symphony.

At this time, a voice shouted: "What's going on with Ye Tianming? Why is there such a big fuss in the pig pen?"

"Ah!... Monitor, it's nothing! It's nothing! There are two pigs fighting, and I'm in the middle of a fight."
Chapter completed!
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