In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 352 - 351: Left or Right? _1

Chapter 352: Chapter 351: Left or Right? _1

"Honestly, it’s not special at all. You don’t know how noisy this pig is!"

Su Pan’er acted like she couldn’t stand it anymore and tucked behind her ears.

"Ahem, well, that’s not hard to imagine!"

Although Qin Yi didn’t understand what the pig was saying, seeing its incessantly squealing mouth, he could understand Pan’er’s frustration.

"But, does it really know where the treasure is?"

Qin Yi’s gaze on the little Bama pig was full of doubt.

"Who knows? For all we know, its so-called treasure might just be a grassy field covered with green grass."

Su Pan’er shrugged, remaining ambivalent.

On second thought, that’s quite possible indeed! Especially when you remember the little Bama pig’s infatuation with the Green lemon grass in the backyard of the Su Family, this notion seems increasingly plausible.

The two couldn’t help but share a laugh!

The little Bama pig leading the way in front heroically and spiritedly couldn’t help but look back.

"Hmm! Just a green field? Is my taste really that poor? What catches my eye is definitely high-grade stuff! Like shiny things, and golden things. Can you stop underestimating my taste just because I’m a pig?"

It rolled its eyes.

This eye roll was seen directly by Qin Yi, making him stagger momentarily.

"Hey! This damn pig is possessed!"

"You just realized, hahaha..."

Su Pan’er burst into laughter!

The two alongside a pig and a dog quickly advanced along the path into the mountain, quickly reaching the edge of the swamp that Su Pan’er is most familiar with.

Just as Su Pan’er thought that the little Bama pig would bypass the swamp, to her surprise, the pig stopped.

It swung its little pig tail in delight: "Prepare to get in the water! Hurry up and follow!"

After saying that, it nimbly plunged into the swamp, paddling with its short legs. Before Su Pan’er could voice her worry, it had already paddled far away in the mud, quickly disappearing from her sight.

Ah Hwa, standing by, also dived into the mud, but it was soon engulfed in the mud about a short distance in.

It struggled desperately while crying out loudly but was sinking deeper. With only its head left above the mud, suddenly a tree branch appeared in front of it.

It looked up and saw Su Pan’er at the other end of the branch, waving at it.

"Quick, climb up!"

Perhaps realizing that she was trying to save it, Ah Hwa extended its two front paws and grabbed the branch tightly.

Su Pan’er slowly dragged back the branch and pulled it out of the swamp.

Watching Ah Hwa, glad to have escaped the ordeal, repeatedly roll on nearby weeds to remove the mud from its body, Su Pan’er frowned.

"Strange! That damn pig is so fat, why didn’t it sink?"

Qin Yi thought for a moment: "Shall I go and chop down some more trees to make a raft? I have heard that if you want to go deep into this swamp, you have to make a raft."

"That works. I’ll help too."

Naturally, Su Pan’er wouldn’t refuse to help. The two of them set to work - one chopping small trees, the other making the raft. They quickly finished making a raft.

"I knew you were cowards! You were playing here, making me wait for so long that I got bored! That’s too much!"

The little pig somehow came back suddenly, fuming when it saw that the two hadn’t moved an inch.

"Stop nagging! Don’t you see we’re figuring something out? We can’t fly, nor do we know how to swim in a swamp. Do you think we can just go like you?"

Su Pan’er rolled her eyes.

Although reaching the pinnacle of Inner Strength Cultivation theoretically allows for free flight. However, that’s purely theoretical. In reality, she had never actually seen anyone who had cultivated their Inner Strength to such a state.

"Oh? What’s this?"

The little pig was immediately attracted to the raft in their hands.

It quickly climbed up the riverside, shook its body, and restored its chubby, pinkish appearance, devoid of any dust or mud.

This amazed Su Pan’er!

Together, they constructed two rafts, quickly whittled out two oars using their swords, and then embarked towards the center of the swamp.

As for the sword, it was left behind by the assassin who tried to kill Su Pan’er before.

It naturally became Su Pan’er’s waist sword now.

Only when she held the sword did Su Pan’er remember, it was time to acquire a more suitable weapon for herself.

Su Pan’er and Qin Yi paddled through the swamp. Initially, they encountered hard mud grounds - the usual places where Su Pan’er would pick up wild duck eggs, and they had to get off and push the raft forward.

Gradually, they ventured into the center of the swamp.

Suddenly, red-crowned cranes, herons, wild ducks, and swamp geese scattered in all directions!

Their cries were ceaseless.

The sight made the little Bama pig and Ah Hwa sitting at the tail of the raft wag their tails non-stop.

Over here, the swamp began to form numerous small ponds, and as they passed, several large snakes and a few otters were startled.

When they encountered those that were in the way, the bamboo needle in Su Pan’er’s hand flew through the air, quickly turning them into ingredients for a Fine Meal.

For those that were smart enough to avoid them, they adhered to the principle of "out of sight, out of mind" and continued to move forward.

After turning around two mountain bays, the scenery abruptly changed, and the surroundings suddenly felt extremely narrow.

The little Bama pig at the rear of the raft was constantly gesturing.

"Upfront, upfront, to the left, to the left! How can you be so stupid, I said left, not right! Left, left, left!"

"Is it left or right?"

Su Pan’er was getting infuriated!

She was starting to suspect that this damn lecherous pig couldn’t even tell left from right.

The little Bama pig’s eyeballs rolled, pointing to the right: "Er, isn’t this left?"

"That’s right!"

Su Pan’er gave a roll of her eyes!

"Of course, Pig Grandpa knows that’s right!"

The little Bama pig spun his eyes, swaying his big pig ears triumphantly: "Hey hey hey! Go right, right, right, right..."

Following its directions, Su Pan’er swerved right as instructed, only to be confronted with a large boulder, which the raft crashed into, almost throwing both her and the pig overboard.

Su Pan’er hastily grabbed the edge of the raft, putting a stop to the falling momentum.

She turned and slapped the damn pig: "Is it left or right? Damn it! Shut your pig mouth if you can’t talk properly, be careful Next time, I’ll stew you directly!"

The Bama pig quickly shrunk its head and didn’t dare to retort.

Seeing Su Pan’er’s anger subside and her pushing the raft away from the small bay, it started to mutter: "Pig Grandpa clearly said it was right, you insisted on going left, blaming Pig Grandpa for poor directions! Women, so troublesome!"

Seeing Su Pan’er glare at it, it quickly turned its head pretending to appreciate the scenery, not daring to speak again.

"Pan’er, what’s wrong with you? Why do you keep moving to the right?"

Qin Yi paddled up, looking curiously, and asked.