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Su Da caught up with them and looked at the ugly faces of Su Yaoyun and the others. He asked worriedly, "What's wrong with this grass? When it grew some time ago, I asked Su Ping from our village. He said this kind of grass is pretty good and can be fed to pigs."

  Su Yaoyun said nothing. He walked into the grass and looked carefully. Finally, he said, "This grass doesn't look like it grew here on its own. It grows too messy. It looks like someone deliberately let it grow like this."

  Su Da was dumbfounded, his brows twisted into a "川" shape, and he said in confusion: "Yaoyun grass is quite common in our village. It is normal for this kind of grass to grow in our grassland."

  "Besides, why would anyone deliberately plant this kind of grass in our land? What good will it do him?"

  Song Zhen shook his head. "King of grass is known as the king of grasses. It has many uses. When used as feed, it has a high protein content. But if pigs eat this grass in large quantities for a long time, they will have gastrointestinal discomfort and may suffer from diarrhea or constipation."

  "And if this kind of grass grows on its own, it usually grows in clumps, not so scattered."

  Su Yaoyun added: "The pigs in our village have piglets. If they have diarrhea and constipation for a long time, delivery will be dangerous."

  Suda opened his mouth wide, and after a while he suddenly realized, "So someone is deliberately targeting our village? Do they want to prevent the pigs in our village from giving birth?"

  Then he asked anxiously, "Are our pigs okay? They will give birth in a while. What if something happens?"

  Su Yaoyun said: "Don't worry, big brother. Now we know it's because of the king bamboo grass. Just don't feed it to the pigs for the time being."

  Suda heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. It is no exaggeration to say that the pigs in the village are now the hope of the entire village.

  The pigs are under his charge. If anything happens to the pigs, he will be the sinner of the whole village.

  Suda cursed twice, and finally, as if he couldn't swallow his anger, he cursed: "I want to see which grandson would do such a thing to get struck by lightning?"

  Song Zhen quickly grabbed him and said, "Brother, don't get excited. It's useless to worry. Why don't you pretend that you don't know about this?"

  Suda asked: "I don't know?"

  Su Yaoyun blinked quickly at Song Zhen, his eyes clearly seemed to say: Not bad, good at understanding each other.

  Song Zhen smiled back at her, as if to say: The wife just follows the husband's lead.

  Su Yaoyun blushed when he understood what he meant. How come this guy is still so good at flirting even after getting married?

  Suda was squatting on the grass pulling weeds to vent his anger, but when he saw that the two men were taking a long time to respond to him, he couldn't help but look at them inquiringly.

  Su Yaoyun hummed in haste, then said, "That's right, we secretly throw out the royal bamboo grass, and then wait for the person to come out."

  Su Daren was not stupid either. He had some guesses in his mind and said hesitantly, "Yaoyun, do you think it was done by people from the neighboring Shitang Village? They have never been very fond of us raising pigs."

  In fact, Su Yaoyun also guessed this, but there was no evidence at the moment.

  "We'll talk about it after we catch the person. We won't wrongly accuse a good person, and we won't let a bad person go."

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