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Shi Wen casually rubbed its ears again. "Okay, you also need to help look after the piglets. If you do a good job, there will be a reward."

The Wolf King's eyes lit up, his ears perked up, and he looked at Shi Wen: "Awooo?"

Shi Wen smiled and said, "In a while, we'll be slaughtering another batch of livestock. If you do a good job, how about we give you special lamb hind legs to eat?"

Wolf King: "Woof!"

Shi Wen gently pinched its ears and lifted them up, saying, "This is the only time you're willing to bark."

The Wolf King flicked its tail, not caring that its ears had fallen into Shi Wen's hands.

At this moment, the other dogs heard Shi Wen talking to Heiwa and the Heiwa Wolf King, and they all rushed over.

An Wa saw Shi Wen pinching the Wolf King's ear and became a little anxious. Not daring to rush up and compete with the Wolf King for its affection, she could only bump her head against Shi Wen's leg and paw at Shi Wen with her front paws, indicating that Shi Wen could touch her.

The dogs' fur is now very flowing, and they get bathed frequently, so they smell nice and feel great to the touch.

Shi Wen touch one after another, never seeming to mind that there were too many of them.

The dogs seemed quite pleased with being petted, circling around the area and wagging their tails like whirlwinds.

Shi Wen started contacting Fu Meng to discuss breeding, and the two chatted on WeChat for several days.

Fu Meng said we could start anytime, Shi Wen told him to get started in the next few days.

That morning, at 5:30 a. m. local time, the alarm clock rang behind Shi Wen's pillow.

He reached out, grabbed the phone precisely, quickly turned off the alarm, and sat up, throwing back the covers.

Yan Kexing, unusually, didn't get up and just slept next to him.

The dim morning light shone in, making Yan Kexing's almost perfect silhouette clearly visible.

Shi Wen at Yan Kexing, Shi Wen felt a warmth in her heart and leaned down to Yan Kexing.

Before he could straighten up after the kiss, Yan Kexing grabbed his hand.

Shi Wen was startled.

Yan Kexing gently rubbed his wrist bone, and a chuckled voice came out, "You really got up this early today?"

"You're awake? Are you going to experience the lives of other herders?" Shi Wen kissed Yan Kexing again and said to him, "Sleep a little longer, I'll make breakfast today."

Yan Kexing asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Are you sure you don't need my help?"

Shi Wen, "No need, I've watched you make breakfast so many times I'm used to it."

He went to bed early yesterday and wasn't sleepy. After getting up, he rushed to the bathroom to wash up and quickly changed into his clothes, pants, and shoes, looking refreshed. He then gently secured his tail to his waist and went to the kitchen to cook noodles.

They have a lot of vegetables, as well as various semi-finished dishes; their refrigerator is fully stocked with all kinds of vegetables and canned goods.

With these ingredients, even if Shi Wen not a great cook, you can still make a decent meal.

Shi Wen grabbed a handful of greens, cooked some noodles, added two spoonfuls of side dishes, fried some eggs and sausage, and her fragrant breakfast noodles were ready.

He then took out apricot jam from the refrigerator, opened the fritillaria honey, scooped out two spoonfuls, and made two drinks with it.

While he was busy, Yan Kexing also got up.

The two ate breakfast and fed the babies, then tidied up the ranch together.

After finishing their morning work, the two went out to attend to their respective tasks.

Upon Shi Wen that he was going to Fu Meng's house today, he buttoned up his coat, went to the yard, got on his motorcycle, and headed to Fu Meng's house.

There were grasslands everywhere, Shi Wen took a shortcut and arrived at the village in less than ten minutes.

Having lived here for a while, he's not as law-abiding as before, always taking the main roads. Now he can take shortcuts wherever he wants, and he's living a very comfortable life.

Shi Wen people who are tall and have long legs, wear rain boots like long boots, and ride motorcycles, looking quite the part.

It's just cold.

Even though it was late July, the temperature here in the morning was only a little over ten degrees Celsius. When the car was going fast, the wind blew right through his thighs, and his fingers were frozen stiff.

After finally riding to Fu Meng's house, Shi Wen felt that his fingers were almost too stiff to straighten.

You really can't sacrifice warmth for style.

The tip of the tail at his waist twitched, but he quickly pressed it down.

He checked his coat again and, finding nothing wrong, prepared to approach Fu Meng's house.

He stopped the car, but hadn't even had a chance to knock on the door.

Fu Meng's dog was already barking loudly, its barking and howling carrying far.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Meng's deep reprimand came out, and the dog whimpered, the sound of its paws pushing against the concrete as it backed away was clearly audible.

Shi Wen I heard so many details that I didn't even realize I'd heard them all today.

Fu Meng called out to the door, "Shi Wen is here?"

Shi Wen responded loudly, "Yes, good morning, Brother Fu."

Fu Meng came out and opened one side of the courtyard gate.

The light from the open gate shone through the courtyard, its warm yellow glow seemingly dispelling most of the chill.

Along with the lights, the warm, milky aroma of Fu Meng's house also wafted out. Shi Wen smelled that rich fragrance, I felt hungry again.

Fu Meng greeted, "Come in quickly. I just finished milking, and I figured you'd be here soon."

Shi Wen: "Milk?"

"We have both cow's milk and goat's milk. Our livestock recently gave birth, so the milk supply is plentiful." Fu Meng gestured for Shi Wen to park the motorcycle against the wall, then patted him on the back. "You must be cold riding all the way here?"

Shi Wen, "A little. I didn't have much experience today, I'll wear gloves next time."

Fu Meng: "Come in and have some milk tea to warm up."

Fu Meng lifted the curtain and led Shi Wen into the room.

Upon entering the house, a warm, slightly damp atmosphere greets you.

"Come, come, sit here." Fu Meng Shi Wen to sit down in front of the fabric sofa, picked up the thermos on the table, and said, "This is milk tea I made this morning. It's made with this year's new milk and tea, so the taste is different from before. Try it."

Shi Wen quickly looked away and reached out with both hands to accept the milk tea.