A wool pig must be a wool pig!

She was so happy that she was crazy.

Unexpectedly, these two great events will occur on the first day of the New Year.

After the crowd was not guessing, Zhao Yuanle replied.

"Is it called a wool pig?"

Unexpectedly, the circus people still shook their heads.

Seeing that he had guessed wrong, Zhao Yuanle knew that he had another choice.

"It's a bitter pomelo and bitter pomelo pig."

The person who was originally full of confidence suddenly became stunned.

He really didn't expect it.

"This girl, guessed it."

No, he found such a erratic pig, but he could even guess it.

Zhao Yuanle was very happy.

She watched the thing blocked was taken away, and a little fat and cute bitter pomelo pig with white and yellow fur appeared in front of her.

Zhao Yuanle looked at the pig, and the pig was blinded and wanted to rush out of the cage to come to Zhao Yuanle.

The bearded pig beside him was not calm and hummed there.

Many people here were moved by such a cute pig, and some people couldn't help but ask how the pig was sold.

When the circus people thought of what they said, they couldn't bear to let go, but they still adhered to the principle, took out the pig, and handed it to Zhao Yuanle.

This man touched the pig's head and was very reluctant to let it go.

"This pig belongs to you."

Zhao Yuanle was overjoyed and held the piglet, but couldn't help but kissed it in one go.

The pig's ears flashed with excitement, his eyes were dark and shiny, and his tail was spinning rapidly, rubbing his head straight at Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle happily touched the pig's head, and he was so happy in his heart.

"It's true, it's not a waste of time."

Luck this year is really good.

She smiled and looked up and saw the pig who was looking at her pitiful.

She gave the whisper pig a look.

"Don't worry."

After a while, after the performance, she must buy this bearded pig back, improve her genes and increase rewards.

The remaining praises were even more lively, with all kinds of animals joining in the battle, and these people even showed their unique skills.

Zhao Yuanle was no longer in the mood to watch the circus, so she hugged the bitter pomelo pig, full of joy.

Xiaofu and Xiaoer, who were beside him, also came over to touch the pig.

Xiaofu's eyes were also happy.

"This little pig looks so pretty."

She looks so cute, furry, and looks particularly handsome.

Zhao Yuanle: "Yes, this pig is not very big, and the cubs that come out are still colorful, so beautiful."

Yaoer: "Can this pig be sold for sale? Can it be eaten? If you can't, you can see it."

Zhao Yuanle paused and said, "You can still eat it, but..."

She held the pig in front of her youngest son.

"You're willing to bear it?"

She couldn't bear to let it go anyway.

The youngest man looked at the wet and innocent black eyes and sighed helplessly.

"I can't bear to leave."

Zhao Yuanle: "It's right that I can't bear to give up. From now on, this pig will be our pet."

I don’t know if the Pig God will like her very much, nor will I know if the Pig God will give her more rewards after she likes her very much.

When the circus ended, Zhao Yuanle rewarded the silver dollars on his body and then walked to the circus boss.

She is still holding this bitter pomelo pig in her hand, and her family is waiting aside.

He didn't want to talk nonsense, so Zhao Yuanle directly said his thoughts.

"I want to buy you pig."

The boss of the circus laughed when he heard this.

"Buy this pig, I recognize my owner, can you do it?

Even if you buy it, it won’t pay attention to you. When it comes to your hands, it may not even be able to forget about one plus one.”

Zhao Yuanle smiled slightly.

"I know, it doesn't actually count itself. You just trained it with instructions."

The boss of the circus: "Don't you believe it? If this is the case, do you have the ability to teach someone?

If this pig listens to you, I will give it to you."

Zhao Yuanle raised his eyebrows lightly: "This is what you said. There are so many people present here, so don't blame the debt then."

The circus boss is very confident.

"I think you, a girl, must have a lot of research on pigs, but I, a pig, cannot be controlled by you simply.

Don't believe it?

If you don’t believe it, try it now, let it count."

Zhao Yuanle gently stroked the hair of the bitter oyster pig and looked at the bearded pig that could not contain its excitement.

"Come on, one plus one equals a few."

Feeling Zhao Yuanle's thoughts, the pig went over and picked up the second sign without hesitation.

Everyone in the circus was stunned.

The circus boss was a little panicked, and he hurriedly said, "How simple is this. We usually train it and it knows that you have to have more than ten figures."

Zhao Yuanle shrugged.

"Okay, then, eight plus nine."

The pig accurately picked up ten and seven, and arranged the two brands.

Now, the circus people are really uneasy.

The boss of the circus, although it was winter, his forehead was sweating down, and his back was now cold.

"You, you can't say addition, you have to say subtraction."

Zhao Yuanle nodded.

"Seventeen cuts five."

The whisper pig accurately picked up ten and two, arranged them well, and then looked at Zhao Yuanle with a proud look, waiting for Zhao Yuanle's praise.

Zhao Yuanle smiled and looked at the circus boss.

"How is it, I have to try again."

The circus boss's face changed now.

"I, I'm just kidding you before."

Zhao Yuanle also smiled.

She smiled and leaned over and silently lifted the bearded pig up in one hand.

"No, you guys come to Bailing County to make money, and don't ask about me. They're kidding me, can you afford it?"

The circus boss was bitter and was about to cry.

"Girl, hey, no, heroine, you are so awesome, you are so awesome.

But I have worked hard to get this pig. This is the signature of our circus and the job we make money."

He looked pitiful and his voice became much softer.

"I'm sorry, girl, just think I'm just farting, and leave this pig for us.

Actually, I am not the kind of person who is untrustworthy. Look at the pig in your arms, haven’t I given it to you?
To be continued...