When the little white tiger was examined, it was found that something was wrong again. In addition to albinism, it also had pituitary atrophy, which means it does not secrete growth hormone and will always be the same size. The doctor who examined it said that people who suffer from albinism and brain disease at the same time
Animals with pituitary atrophy are generally very difficult to survive.
This tiger is already one and a half years old. In addition to not growing, its other health indicators are actually better than those of ordinary adult male tigers. It is not afraid of light, not nearsighted, and has no symptoms of albinism. He also said that he hopes Xue Xiang will take care of the little tiger.
White Tiger donated it to the institute for scientific research.
At that time, before Xue Xiang could answer, the director of the zoo added that this tiger was extremely precious and citizens had no right to raise it. It should be taken care of by the state. He also said that it was not easy for Xu Xiang to catch the tiger and he could buy it at a high price. Xue Xiang said nothing.
Without saying anything, he just grabbed the two of them by their collars and threw them into the mud. How dare these two guys make such a move?
I mean, isn't this forcing Mr. Xue to die? If he dares to kill the little white tiger, the little guy can definitely kill him. Besides, thanks to the little white tiger, the annoying spirit is gone.
It turns out that he is so clingy. He, Mr. Xue, can have so much free time. It can be said that the little white tiger takes the most credit, how can he treat the meritorious person lightly.
At this moment, the little white tiger had just jumped on the bedside table and overturned the alarm clock. The little guy slipped out of the quilt. Xue Xiang then discovered that the little guy didn't even take off his clothes while taking a nap.
The guy was already in the first grade and had already developed a sense of time. In order to get more sleep, he naturally chose to be opportunistic.
Just after sending the third child outside the door, the phone in the house rang again. This time the caller was Xue Anyuan.
Xue Xiang listened to Xue Anyuan's loud voice and long pulse. He was originally worried that the old man would be overworked. Now, he felt a little relieved. He also thought that with Lao Gu, a master of Chinese martial arts and traditional Chinese medicine, it would be difficult to hurt the old man's body. Xue Anyuan's phone call
It was very short, I hung up after just a few words, and listened to the roar over there
and explosions, it seemed that they were conducting exercises. Xue Xiangdao guessed right. Now that the situation is becoming increasingly serious, military exercises in the Nana Military Region are becoming more frequent. Normally, during military exercises, it is not the time to call, but Xue Anyuan still called, and
He also said it inexplicably and asked Xue Xiang to go to Songzhuzhai to thank Commissioner An on his behalf.
Hanging up the phone. Xue Xiang did not leave in a hurry, but leaned on the sofa, wondering what good thing Mr. An had done for his uncle behind his back, and the time when this good thing happened must have happened just now, because from the gun
Sound analysis. Xue Anyuan obviously called as soon as possible after getting the news, which made even his uncle, a veteran on the battlefield, very excited. It must be a very good thing.
Xue Xiang thought about it over and over, what kind of good thing it was. But he couldn't guess clearly. At most, he could only conclude that it was related to the conquest of the Southern Barbarians.
He couldn't guess, so he simply stopped guessing. When he arrived at Songzhuzhai, everything became clear. What Xue Anyuan told him was to thank Mr. An. Since he brought a word of thanks, he had to prepare gifts. But Songzhuzhai didn't lack anything.
Xue Xiang really didn't know what to send for a while. After much deliberation, he decided on the bag of greenhouse vegetables sent by Kaoshantun.
It should be said that today's Kaoshantun has become a rising rural star in the land of China and has become the golden signature of Jianghan Province. Last year, the per capita income of the whole commune actually exceeded the thousand yuan mark. Hope Pig Farm and Hope
feed,
It sells well throughout Jianghan Province. If it were not for insufficient production capacity, it would have already spread out of Jianghan and spread across the country. And the greenhouse vegetables have been promoted throughout the Jingkou area, and the entire Jianghan area is almost developing into a vegetable basket in the Central China Plain.
The folks in the backing village paid close attention to the well diggers. As soon as the weather turned cold, they would immediately organize a small team to go to Beijing to deliver vegetables and mountain goods to the Xue family mansion. Xue Xiang repeatedly refused, and finally had to let them do what they did.
, as soon as he opened the refrigerator, there was a full cabinet inside, and a lot of mountain products that could be stored were stuffed into the kitchen.
Xue Xiang rummaged around and picked out a few cucumbers, five or six tomatoes, and a bag of strawberries, packed them in a bag, and strode out. The reason why Xue Xiang picked these things was not because he was stingy, but because he was stingy.
It is he who knows that the most important thing in giving gifts is fineness. In the twelfth lunar month of winter, summer vegetables
The dishes were rare, and if he moved the sacks carefully, he would probably make the rare items rough. Of course, with his closeness to Mr. An, there was no need to consider these details. It was just that Mr. Xue was doing anything.
Everything has its own principles.
When Xue Xiang arrived at Songzhuzhai, he and Mr. An rushed back and forth. As soon as the old man got out of the car, someone else wandered in.
There was a brazier burning in the hall, and the two of them stepped in. Lao Wang stepped forward and took off the old man's coat, shook his snowflakes, touched a cup of hot tea, and handed it to the old man who was already rubbing his hands on the brazier.
Xue Xiang, when he came to Songzhu Zhai, it was no different from his own home. He sat down by the fire pot early and ate the melon seeds on the standing stool.
The old man took the teacup and sat down. He glanced at the red bag beside the stool and said with a smile: "It's rare. It's rare. The Iron Rooster actually plucked its feathers today and brought me something. Hurry up, Lao Wang, hurry up."
Sealed and kept well, the feathers of the iron rooster are so precious!"
The old man was in a good mood, so he teased Xue Xiang when he came up. To say that the old man really had not wronged him, Xue Xiang never took anything from Songzhuzhai except for the first time he brought Xue Anyuan a painting,
Even during festivals, they only came to greet me empty-handed, but they often took away many good things from Songzhu Zhai that others had given to the old man.
"Old man, you have unjustly accused me to death. On weekdays, I really don't have anything to do. Your Songzhu Zhai lacks everything and you have no place to show off to me. Today I finally got some good things.
I'm just thinking about you, who
I know I still ate the pai tou for nothing, tell me, tell me, why did I come here? Well, I’d better take it back, so as not to end up giving the gift in vain.” Xue Xiang pretended to have a bitter look on his face, and stretched out his hand to bring it.
Small cloth bag on the standing stool.
Unexpectedly, the old man took the lead, pulled it over, opened it, and immediately his eyebrows trembled with laughter: "Haha, good boy, it's really a good thing. Lao Wang quickly asked the kitchen to make some for me tonight, and the rest
I saved everything for me. I have been thinking about eating cucumber for a long time, but I didn’t expect it to come.”
The old man handed the bag to Lao Wang behind him, then turned to Xue Xiang and smiled: "These things are the vegetables in the greenhouse mentioned in the newspaper. I heard that your boy was the first to make them in Kaoshan Village. Okay! Ordinary people
Not afraid
You are not afraid of being tired, but you are afraid of being hungry. With this method, you will have a lot more food in the winter. I would say that your boy has done the most beautiful job on this matter, which is better than those nonsense articles of yours.
It’s hard to get up.”
The old man came from a poor background and has experienced the most difficult decades in this country. He is always the most sensitive to food. In the old man’s opinion, the significance of these greenhouse vegetables is not that people can eat summer vegetables in winter, but that they can eat more vegetables in winter.
A method of producing food was invented, and the people would have the ability to survive in the future.
Xue Xiang and the old man chatted for a while, and gradually realized that something was wrong. Suddenly, he noticed that the old man had a smile on his lips and glanced at himself intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was watching a joke. Xue Xiang was very thoughtful and immediately guessed
By the time he arrived, the old man must have known why he had come. He was holding back his energy to see how he could say the word "thank you" that was difficult to say.
With a clear thought, Xue Xiang felt relieved: "Old man, there is heavy snow outside the window, a bonfire inside the house, and a pot of fresh green ant fermented rice, why don't we have a game? We can't live up to this great situation, right?"
Mr. An was looking at it interestingly, and made up his mind to see how Xue Xiang would thank him, but he unexpectedly changed the subject: "What are you going to do? You don't know how to respect your elders. You just lose chess all day long, just to get the taste of it."
Are you feeling well? If you have something to do, just say it, if nothing happens, just get out of here, I still need to rest."
After losing nine out of ten battles, the old man no longer concealed the fact that he was inferior.
"Okay, you have to rest. I'm here just to bring you some fresh fruits. If there's nothing else, don't skip eating. I'll get it for you after you finish."
At this moment, Xue Xiang fully understood that Mr. An must have known the purpose of his visit. He came here just to pay tribute. Since the old man knew it, then even if the intention was paid, there was really no need to say it with his mouth.
Once again. As for what happened, Xue Xiang decided not to ask. He went home anyway and had time to ask Xue Anyuan.
In that compartment, Xue Xiang raised his buttocks to leave. Over here, Mr. An's old face turned red from suppressing his emotions. This man was holding his hands steadily, just waiting to see the joke, but he didn't fall for the trick and suppressed the old man.
It was so frustrating that when he saw Xue Xiang was about to leave, the old man opened his mouth to speak, but there were no words. Lao Wang, who looked to one side, let out a cry of joy.
Lao Wang's smile was like opening the curtain between the two of them. In an instant, one old and one young all laughed out loud. The old man patted the stool and cursed with a smile: "You little devil, are you still here with me?"
When you do a trick, when you stick your butt out, I will know whether you are pooping or peeing. You are still young when you do this with me!"
"Okay, you are unparalleled in wisdom. It's settled, right? If you're not happy, do you still need me to prepare a pile of high hats for you?" Xue Xiang replied cheerfully.
The two joked for a while, and Xue Xiang finally asked the joke: "Old man, to be honest, my uncle asked me to come here today. I don't know what happened, so you can tell me."
Xue Xiang did not say the word "thank you" after all, because he felt that he could not use this word between him and the old man.
The old man stopped smiling, took a sip of tea, and said: "It's okay. At this Military Committee meeting, we arranged the plan for the southern expedition. I recommended Comrade Anyuan to be the deputy commander of the Eastern Front. It was approved at the meeting."
ps: Thank you everyone for your monthly votes. I really appreciate it. With you all the way, the winter nights are warm. (To be continued)