Tang Xiaonan felt even more relieved. 'As long as she wants to change, that's what matters. Honestly, in an environment this harsh, even the most delicate damsel could be forged into an Iron Lady. Rosalind Green will definitely turn into a Gideon Green.'
"Aunt Green, my mom is getting a piglet to raise. You should get one too, so you can butcher it for meat at the New Year."
Rosalind Green furrowed her brow. Her stomach turned instinctively at the thought—pig manure truly stank. But pork was also truly delicious. 'I can't be so finicky anymore.'
"Alright."
Rosalind Green nodded. Other families could butcher a pig for the New Year, but hers could only eat sweet potatoes. It was all her fault. This year, they would definitely have meat to eat for the New Year.
"You should also get a few chicks. They'll lay eggs every day."
