My Pig Saved the World [Comprehensive British and American]

Night, Avengers base.

"No!" Tony Stark woke up from his sleep, and he jumped up from the kingsize bed.

"Mr. Stark, are you okay?" A gentle and mellow male voice sounded in the empty bedroom.

Tony touched his forehead, touched the cold sweat in his hand, frowned and said, "No, I'm not good, Edwin, I need a cup of hot water."

"Okay, wait a moment!" Edwin said calmly.

"No, no hot water, I want a tequila!" Tony changed his mind and murmured, "I need some!"

"No problem!" Edwin said.

Tony half sat on the bed, was silent for a while, and said, "Edwin."

"Well, I'm here!" Edwin replied.

"I just had a dream!" Tony frowned, "A very scary dream!"

Edwin was silent.

"Edwin, why didn't you ask me what dream I had?" Tony asked.

Edwin asked calmly: "What dream did you have? Mr. Stark?"

Recalling that dream, Tony hesitated to speak, with a troubled look on his face, and said, "Edwin, what do you think... What is a dream?"

Edwin replied slowly: "According to scientific explanations, dreams are caused by the intense stimulation of nerve impulses released by the human cerebral cortex during deep sleep."

Tony burst out laughing when he heard the words, raised his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, that's right, Edwin, it's just a nerve impulse, but" he rubbed his face, "That dream is too bizarre, and too..." It was real, so real that he thought he was really in it.

"What dream did you have?" Edwin asked.

dark.

Strange snoring and wailing noises.

Smelly smell.

Milk still tastes like milk.

Tony, who was stimulated by the smell, opened his eyes suddenly, but what he saw was a huge pink and white belly. What is this?monster?

Suddenly, he was pushed away by something, unable to control his body, Gulu rolled to the corner of the wall.

Tony tilted his head and looked at where he was just now, taken aback.

In front of me is a huge sow, it is as high as a story, lying lazily on the ground, its stomach is covered with seven or eight soft pink cubs, they are pushing others hard, desperately Grabbing milk to eat.

Wait, his perspective is obviously very problematic!

Tony reached out to rub his eyes, but what appeared in front of him was a delicate and fluffy pig's trotter.

He froze for a few seconds and waved his hand.

The little pig's trotter also waved a few times at the same time.

He waved again, and this time he raised his other hand and waved both hands together.

Then, a pair of pig's trotters appeared in front of his eyes, waving neatly and cutely according to his wishes.

No!It's not cute at all!

No!I must be dreaming!

……

"Mr. Stark, the wine you want is here!" Edwin's voice recalled Tony's thoughts.

Tony reached out and grabbed the wine glass from the tray of the small service robot, and eagerly drank it down.

"Mr. Stark, you haven't answered me yet, what dream did you have!" Edwin asked.

Tony slammed the wine glass on the tray, waved his hand feebly to let the robot go, and said, "Stop talking about that damn dream, it's just a dream!"

Shet!That damned dream!He felt that what was lingering in his nose seemed to be the strange smell of pig feces and milk in his dream.

Unbearable, Tony jumped off the bed, grabbed the silk nightgown, and strode out of the bedroom.

The next day, in the suburbs of New York, Campbell Farm.

An old yellow Beetle drove towards the farm along the tree-lined path.

In the car, a girl with light chestnut curly hair is holding the steering wheel, with a Bluetooth headset on her ear, talking while driving: "Yes, I have seen the farm, have you seen me?"

The other party replied: "I saw you!"

"Oh, I saw you too! Uncle Sam." The curly-haired girl laughed, pressed the phone, and drove the little beetle forward.

Ahead is a farm surrounded by a wooden fence and a pointed hut covered with green vines. On the road outside the house, a bearded man in a plaid shirt and a brown straw hat stands there, waving at the little beetle .

The curly-haired girl smiled and waved to Uncle Sam through the car window.

The little beetle stopped in front of Uncle Sam.

Uncle Sam walked up, stretched out his arms and hugged the curly-haired girl who got out of the car, and said with a smile, "Hey, how is my little Karin?"

Karin was a little out of breath from Uncle Sam's warm embrace. She reached out and patted his back, and said with a hard smile, "Not bad!"

Uncle Sam let her go, looked at Karin carefully, and said with a hint of reminiscence: "Oh, my God, the last time I saw you, you were running around with your brother with your pigtails in the sky. Crazy girl! I haven't seen you for a few years, you are already a big girl!"

Karin laughed and said, "Hey, Uncle Sam, did you mean when I was six when you said last time?"

Uncle Sam stroked his beard and said in surprise, "Oh, it seems so!"

What is acridine!Karin shook her head with a smile and said, "The last time you saw me was three years ago, where my grandfather was your dad's lawyer. Hey, did you forget on purpose?"

Uncle Sam frowned, laughed and said, "Oh, I'm just exaggerating a bit, I want to express that I haven't seen you for a long time, little girl!"

"Okay!" Karin shrugged, turned around and climbed into the car, took out a wooden box, and handed it to Uncle Sam, "This one is for you!"

"Wow, thank you!" Uncle Sam laughed in surprise, opened the wooden box, and said, "It seems that you have managed your grandfather's circus very well these past few years!"

Not a bad fart!Do you know how hard I worked when you gave up your inheritance rights and let me, a layman who studied fashion design, run the business!However, no matter how hard you try, the circus is about to close down!

Karin slandered in her heart, but said with a smile on her face: "Oh, of course, the circus is super profitable, so they can afford such expensive wine. Are you envious? It doesn't matter, as long as you say a word, I promise to immediately I will hand over the circus completely to you! Really, as long as you say a word!"

"Ahem, ahem, by the way, Karin, come in quickly! Your aunt baked you your favorite apple pie, using apples grown on our own farm!" Uncle Sam held the wine bottle, turned and faced Go to the hut.

"Wait, Uncle Sam, I may not have time to eat my aunt's apple pie, can you take me to pick a pig first?" Karin called Uncle Sam and asked.

"In such a hurry?" Uncle Sam asked in surprise.

"I have other things, I have to go back to deal with, um, about the performance contract of the circus," Karin shrugged and said apologetically, "I have to say hello to my aunt when I leave!"

Uncle Sam held the wine, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Okay! Busy man, come with me then!"