But, Song Juan is still very happy.

In her previous life, she also thought about raising some cute pets or something, but she didn't want to be a shit-sweeper, so she ended up raising nothing.

Now in the 1960s, living in a village, you can raise them.

All the dogs in the village are free range.

To put it bluntly, dogs don’t poop at home, but directly outside.

The poop is then collected by villagers and used as fertilizer for farming.

"Your name is Dahuang, and your name is Xiaohei!"

There were two puppies, one with yellow fur and the other with mostly black fur, so Song Juan named them directly.

"Daughter, when this dog grows up, its coat color may change!"

The experienced Song Laifu reminded me from the side.
Chapter completed!