Before Madam Luo could reach Su Li, her sharp voice reached her ears. "Yo, are you going up the mountain to cut the ragweed? But you don't raise pigs at home, right? Why are you cutting these ragweed? Don't tell me you're letting your family eat them?"
Other families knew to raise two pigs every year. One pig would be fattened and killed during the New Year, which was the so-called New Year's pig. The other would be fattened and sold for the New Year. This way, they could also enjoy a good New Year.
However, the Host had never realized this. In any case, she ate whatever she had. If she didn't, she would lie on the bed and wait for food. She knew that He Yufeng would definitely not let the children starve to death, so she was fearless.
