In modern times, this place could undoubtedly be called the most beautiful village. However, in ancient times, it was quite different; it was simply poor and backward with no beauty.,On the west side of the village stood a high hill, from which one could see most of the village. On top of the hill stood a tigerish boy of about five or six years old, gazing at the village with emotion.,“Little Piglet, Little Piglet, it's time to go home. Be careful, or your mother will beat you until you cry.”。