Meng Family Village.
"Toot toot~" "Putt putt putt~"
A few farmers working in the fields straightened up and watched as a small convoy of cargo trucks and tractors loaded with goods noisily entered the village.
"Wow! Which family is building a new house? There are so many vehicles," a village woman wearing a conical hat and covered in mud exclaimed in surprise.
"What new house? You know the pig farm that Mr. Meng's second son owns? They are the ones getting these supplies," another village woman said.
"I know about that, but the pig farm isn't that big. Do they need so many trucks to deliver supplies?"
"Out of the loop, aren't you? What you're talking about is old news!
Let me tell you, not long ago, some big boss took a fancy to our Meng Family Village. He bought Mr. Meng's second son's pig farm outright and even plans to invest a lot of money to establish a company.
What's it called again... Oh right! It seems to be called Mengshan Pasture."
"Really? No kidding?"
