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He touched the pig's ear; it was cool. He touched other parts of the pig, and they weren't hot either.

It's probably not heatstroke or anything like that.

Shi Wen conjured up animal ears to check and found that the sow's physiological activities were quite normal, and there was nothing unusual about her.

The only thing you can tell is that they don't have a very good appetite.

Shi Wen looked at them for a while, then took out his phone and called Sikewell.

Sikewell had injured his foot and was still recovering. When he called to say the pigs had a poor appetite and were listless, I said, "It's probably because of the hot weather; they don't want to eat. Try cooking some easily digestible pig feed and giving them a few extra meals."

Shi Wen, "Is that all? Could it be that you're sick?"

Sikewell: "Didn't you not find anything? If even you couldn't find anything, it's most likely just the heat, making them lose their appetite. I heard from them that sheep and pigs are more sensitive to heat than other pigs. Try giving them some good food first, and if that doesn't work, I'll go check on them."

Shi Wen, "Okay, I'll go cook some."

Sikewell: "Why don't you cook something soupy? Isn't your corn almost ready? I think that looks good. Or why don't you cook some corn for your pig?"

Shi Wen suddenly remembered. "I had forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it."

Sikewell laughed, "You have too much going on at home, it's normal to forget. I reckon your corn is almost ripe, you can give it a try."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Wen put on a hat, then picked up a large bag and went out to pick corn.

The corn in his yard is almost ripe; the corn silks are already turning a bit yellow.

He gently peeled back the corn husk, revealing neatly arranged kernels, growing perfectly from end to top.

Shi Wen at the plump ears of corn, I sometimes feel an urge to take a bite.

He peeled off the corn husk and actually took a bite.

The corn kernels are sweet and juicy, with a hint of corn flavor; they're quite delicious eaten raw.

I hadn't eaten any of our own corn since the last time we Shi Wen baby corn, so this time I was quite surprised by how delicious it was.

He took several bites before breaking off dozens of corncobs and stuffing them into his pocket. Then, carrying the corncobs, he munched on them as he swayed home.

After returning home, he peeled off the corn husks, put it into a hay chopper and chopped it into a pile of corn chunks. Then he moved a large pot to the yard to cook the corn.

Sheep and pigs usually eat a lot of fiber-rich forage, Shi Wen didn't dare to feed them food that was completely fiber-free. Instead, I put corn cobs in the pot to cook.

Besides corn, he also added two large pumpkins and half a bucket of rice, cooking them into a paste.

They don't usually cook pig feed; this big pot is used to cook mutton soup.

The fire underneath was also made of firewood, which was difficult to control. He stirred it while cooking, and the aroma slowly wafted out.

The little ones, oblivious to the heat, all came out drawn by the aroma and waited in the shade under the eaves.

Shi Wen looked at their big eyes and laughed, "Why are you all so greedy? You even want to eat pig swill."

Heiwa whimpered, "Woof."

Shi Wen, "It still needs to cook for quite a while."

Shi Wen I cooked it, the aroma made my mouth water.

He poured a glass of milk from the refrigerator, heated it up briefly, and drank it slowly.

The little ones are still here, enjoying the smell of the pig feed.

Shi Wen that the rice grains inside had already bloomed and opened up, so I took a bowl, scooped some out to cool, and then divided it among the little ones.

Shi Wen to the little ones, Shi Wen patted Heiwa's head and said, "Try it first. If you like it, I'll cook a proper pot for you tonight."

Shi Wen said that he saw the White Tiger almost burying its head in the food bowl, so he quickly grabbed it by the scruff of its neck and lifted it up.

The White Tiger looked completely innocent. "Meow."

Shi Wen the smear of food stuck to its mouth, Shi Wen sighed and put it down, "Fine, go eat it yourself."

Shi Wen that the cooked pig feed was being taken to feed the pigs.

Perhaps cooked pig feed is more fragrant, or perhaps soupy feed is more appealing to sows. After he brought it over this time, the pregnant sows finally became more proactive and slowly came over to eat the pig feed.

Shi Wen I saw that they were alright.

This was the first time their family had raised a pregnant sow, and they weren't very familiar with sow care. He had been adjusting the feed formula for the sow according to the recommendations in the book, but he hadn't thought about cooking pig feed for them.

It seems this can be arranged in the future, otherwise the sows won't eat enough, and the piglets in their wombs might not get enough nutrition.

After the sows finished eating their feed, Shi Wen tidied up a bit and then rode his motorcycle to pick corn on the cob.

This year, their family planted 300 mu of corn, most of which was silage corn. The ears of that kind of corn are small and green, and have little flavor, so the whole plant needs to be crushed together to make silage.

The only types of corn that people can eat are sweet corn and glutinous corn.

They don't grow much; they planted about three mu of sweet corn and about two mu of glutinous corn.

When he first planted them, he thought that neither he nor Yan Kexing liked to eat corn, and the little ones preferred to eat meat, so he just planted a little bit.

It seems that he planted too little corn; it might not even be enough to eat.

It looks like we'll have to plant another crop. The weather is still warm, so it's not too late to plant another one.

Shi Wen lost in thought, Shi Wen was cracking open corn cobs with a few quick snaps.

Their corn cobs are exceptionally plump, each weighing over a pound, almost two pounds, and there are very few insects inside after breaking them open.

Perhaps because his farm has so many Bresse chickens and geese, there's not much space for insects to live, and the corn cobs haven't been damaged by insects much.

After picking the corn cobs, Shi Wen cooked a big pot of them.

After letting it cool slightly, he called the little ones over to eat the corn.