"That slick?"
Mo Jingchun was just saying it casually; he didn't expect Candy to finish all her homework in one go.
Handing over the homework with both hands, Candy raised her brows and said:
"Of course. Tomorrow I'm going to see pink piggies with my brother."
Hearing that, Mo Jingchun's head was full of question marks. Pink piggies? What the heck.
"What are pink piggies?"
Candy looked at her brother in surprise and said, "They're piggies, obviously. We eat piggie meat every day."
"Those are black-haired pigs, they're not pink."
"How could they not be?"
Mo Jingchun shook his head and burst out laughing, "You'll see whether they are or not when you go tomorrow."
...
In the moonlight, Candy drifted off to sleep, dreaming of seeing pink piggies the next day.
In her sleep, drool trickled from the corner of Candy's mouth.
With that blissful expression on her face, the little one had probably already started eating delicious pink piggy in her dreams.
