Pamper Eighties

The big guy went out a long way to make sure no one was following, and then started the discussion.

The old lady Feng was puzzled and said: "In this world, why are there still people smuggling it? In a few years, Hong Kong will return, what do you think they are planning?"

"Who knows, I'm not the roundworm in their stomach, who knows what they're thinking."

Old Man Feng couldn't figure it out either, he paused, and suddenly said: "This kind of thing is rare, but it's not nonexistent, our family is having a good time, but there are so many poor people in the world, they can't survive. , I can only run, not surprising."

"Yeah," Old Man Zhang also said, "We haven't been to Hong Kong, so I don't know how it is there. I heard Bald Head Wei say that Hong Kong is the best place."

Madam Feng remembered it, and she recalled: "Do you still remember that American reporter? He told me at the time that all Americans have cars, refrigerators, TVs, washing machines, and other electrical appliances at home. The days are very leisurely, and the money is too much to spend, it is simply the life of an immortal, who doesn't want it?"

"I see," she concluded. "Smuggling doesn't necessarily mean going to Hong Kong, it could go to the United States."

It's really difficult for her, but with just one figure, she can guess a lot.

The old man Feng said indifferently: "Let's stop guessing, maybe people are here to climb the mountain, let's talk about where to go tomorrow."

Erwa immediately got excited and shouted: "Grandpa, why don't we go to Dameisha, I heard others say that the sea there is good, let's take a look and see if it is comparable to our village, and eat it by the way. A seafood meal."

The latter is the purpose of Erwa. After all, she is a fisherman. On weekdays, she is always inseparable from seafood. If she doesn't eat a meal, she feels panic in her heart.

Mengmeng felt the same way. She said critically: "It's good to stay in a hotel, but the food is not to taste."

"No problem, grandpa will take you there tomorrow."

Old man Feng happily agreed, and said, "Shenzhen has so many seas, and there must be a lot of seafood. Let's... Hey, Xiao Jin is back."

I saw a very inconspicuous little black spot in the white cloud, that is Xiaojin.

It flew lower and lower, and got closer, the big guy finally saw it clearly, and couldn't help but say strangely: "What did Xiao Jin catch?"

Xiao Jin swept across the ground lightly, and the little thing under that group of claws was thrown to the ground at will.

It has a round face, round ears, short fat legs, a chubby body, and a round tail that is almost invisible.

What is more special is that its nose and mouth are protruding, the nose is black, the mouth is three-lobed, and the whole body is covered with short brown hairs. Milky.

Madam Feng made a rare guess: "Is this a puppy? Why haven't I seen a dog of this breed?"

She stretched out her foot and kicked the little thing. Who would have thought that this little thing was actually entangled in it, and two little fat hands hugged Mrs. Feng's ankle. Not to mention, it's very cute.

Mengmeng squatted down and looked at it, and said in surprise, "Milk, can I keep this puppy?"

Brother Rui's mouth twitched when he heard it. If he read it right, this guy is clearly a panda, a national treasure.

He carefully flipped through the little guy's hair and immediately concluded, "This is a panda."

"What?" Madam Feng couldn't believe it. She looked at the little guy suspiciously and said, "This is a panda? But why do I remember that pandas are black and white?"

In fact, she has never seen a panda with her own eyes, but it's just a national treasure. She has never seen it and heard about it from others.

Madam Feng only remembers that the panda is black and white. As for what it looks like, she can guarantee that no one in their village knows.

Who knew about Brother Rui, he knew that he opened the little guy's hair and said, "It was dyed by someone, and its hair roots are black and white. It's a panda."

"It's really strange, this is Shenzhen, there can't be pandas at all..." He didn't go on with the latter sentence.

Thinking of the "stowaway" just now, he could almost conclude that it wasn't a stowaway, it was someone who stole pandas!

This idea flashed in everyone's mind at the same time.

The big baby quickly looked around and said worriedly, "Xiao Jin has caught it, will that person come to us?"

He urged his family: "Why don't we just leave it alone and leave quickly."

"No," Brother Rui shook his head resolutely, and said with kindness, "This is to protect animals, if we don't save it, maybe it will be sold abroad, or it may be killed for meat, or Take it away."

"That's right. After all, it's a life. If we take it away, it won't be suspected, right? In case they think we stole the panda..."

Old lady Feng also had kindness in her heart, mainly because she saw how pitiful the panda was. Look at this little one, she should have been stolen before weaning, and her hair was dyed. her motherhood.

Mengmeng especially liked this animal, and quickly came up with an idea: "Let Xiao Jin come, Xiao Jin, take it away, don't let people see it, let's go."

They hurried to the parking lot and got into their own car. The panda was also sent in by Xiao Jin.

The big baby was driving in front, and the old man Feng sat in the back, observing the panda.

Like Mrs. Feng, he had never seen a panda before. He just thought it was too weak. It looked like a puppy, but he couldn't even walk. As soon as he got in the car, he hugged his cute family. his arm, he refused to let go of anything he said.

He sipped his fanghuazi and disliked it very much: "This little gold, why is he pulling all kinds of things into his own house? It's too careless. If it doesn't catch the panda back, it won't be that much of a problem."

Finally back to the hotel, the big guys gathered around the room, staring at the panda on the ground.

It has been washed and turned into an authentic black and white color, with two oval dark circles under its eyes, as if there are no long bones all over its body, spread out its limbs, and just lay on the ground like this, sleeping soundly.

Madam Feng also began to dislike it. She said suspiciously, "This product is really a national treasure? Why do I look like a pig?"

She kicked it, but people didn't wake up either. She moved to another position and continued to sleep. The more she looked, the more she looked like a pig.

"Uh..." Brother Rui held back his laughter until his chest hurt. He cleared his throat and said, "Grandma Feng, the number of pandas is very small, so it is a national treasure. It also has a name called Gun Gun."

Mrs. Feng tasted the name and said, "Well, this name is better, it sounds better than Panda. I think it's round and round, and it's rounder than Huzi. Let's just call it Yuanzai."

Hearing that they had to decide even their names, the old man Feng hurriedly said, "You don't want to keep it, do you? This is a panda. Let's send it to the Public Security Bureau."

Mengmeng immediately wrinkled her face, she kept shaking her head, and said very reluctantly: "Can you not? I really want to keep this rolling."

She squatted on the ground and gently stroked Yuan Zai's hair, which was warm and felt very good.

Yuan Zai also seemed to sense that the family was about to send it away, so it opened its little black eyes leisurely, hugged Mengmeng's wrist, rubbed and rubbed, and kept coquettishly coquettish.

Mrs. Zhang thinks, this round boy looks very cute, she said kindly: "How about we keep it for two days, it's still so young, I don't know what it eats, we have to get something to eat. Feed it, does it eat meat?"

Brother Rui said based on his impression: "Milk, people drink milk, it seems to be goat milk, as well as tender bamboo and bamboo shoots."

It was easy to ask for goat milk, and it was available in the hotel. Old man Zhang went down to get it, worried that someone would find it, and sneaked back to his room.

"Let it see if it can drink, it's just boiled."

He put the pot of milk in front of Yuanzai's body, only to see it opened its small dark eyes, sniffed in the air, and soon got to the side of the pot and started drinking, My head is going to be buried in it.

Mengmeng always squatted by the side to watch, she said happily: "This is my favorite pot milk when I was a child. I didn't expect Yuanzai to like it too."

Don't look at Yuan Zai's small size, people drink things at a very fast speed, and the round little head is turning so fast that they can't see exactly what it is drinking. The milk in the pot is just like It disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After drinking it, it licked its mouth, feeling that it was not enough, and stuck out its pink little tongue, licking the surroundings of the basin brightly, as if it had been washed.

After doing this, it yawned lightly, stretched its neck and legs, as if it was stretching, then hummed twice, and fell asleep instantly.

With this panda, Old Man Feng and the others were much more busy and had to find food for it.

As soon as it was dawn in the morning, he sneaked into the door from the outside, followed by Old Man Zhang and carefully closed the door.

Hearing the door closing, Old Man Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He put down his bag and said, "I've traveled all over the place and can't find any fresh bamboo, so Lao Shi and I went to the vegetable market and bought some small bamboo shoots. Come back and show it if you want to eat it."

He took out a small tender bamboo shoot and teased it in front of Yuan Zai's nose, but Yuan Zai just sniffed, obviously not interested, and turned his head to the other side.

"Didn't you say that this thing eats bamboo shoots? Why doesn't it eat it? It's also picky." Old Man Feng buried it, rolled his eyes and said, "It's fine if you don't eat it."

He greeted Mengmeng who was squatting on the ground: "Grandpa bought you fruit, you can see which one you want to eat."

Mengmeng took the plastic bag and took out the fruits one by one.

These fruits look beautiful on the surface, but they don't actually have much fragrance, and they are not comparable to the fruits of Taoyuan Village. Mengmeng picks and chooses, but none of them like it.

She wanted to put down the bag, but accidentally slipped out a red apple.

This apple rolled and rolled, and was held down by a small black paw.

Yuan Zai looked at the apple curiously, put it into his mouth, and ate it with gusto.

Mengmeng's eyes lit up with joy and cheered: "It ate, grandpa, it loves apples."

All of a sudden, everyone gathered around to look at it. In the room, there was only the sound of Yuan Zi chomping on apples.

They brought out bananas, pears, lychee and longan to tease it again, but Yuan Zai didn't like it, so he closed his eyes in disgrace, and started to snort and fell asleep.

No wonder Mrs. Feng said it looked like a pig. Looking at it this way, it really looked like a little pig.

Yuan Zai rarely wakes up, but miraculously it hurts.

In order to take good care of it, the two families stopped even going to Shenzhen, thinking about how to feed them every day. They just stayed in the room to watch the pandas, and they could spend the day happily.

Under the careful care of everyone, Yuanzi seems to have grown up a little, and his fur is smooth and smooth, like a plush toy.

This guy eats a lot, drinks several pots of milk every day, and eats many apples. After eating, he pulls and makes a mess in the room.

If it wasn't for the diligent hands and feet of the two old ladies, and Yuan Zai pulled the cake, they would clean it up in time, and it would be almost impossible to hide it.

Rao is like this, the waiters who come to clean the house every day look at them with suspicion. After all, although the panda is hidden, the smell can't deceive people.

Once again, they sent off the suspicious waiter, closed the door and said, "This hotel can't stay. It's too inconvenient for people to come and go. Let's live in another place."

"Change what you want, just buy it." Brother Rui said very loudly, this panda came at the right time, which saved him a lot of saliva.

He persuaded the adults to say, "Anyway, we have a lot of money in the bank, and it just happened to be replaced by a house, and Yuan Zai also lived there."

"Change it, change it quickly, I can't stay in this place anymore." Madam Feng said without even thinking about it. They are like thieves every day. Round boy.

Buying a house is on the agenda.

After inquiring, the house in Shenzhen is also expensive. A little better, it costs five or six thousand yuan per flat. An ordinary house can consume 500,000 to 600,000 yuan. With so much money, they finally have a place to go.

Of course, the Feng family and the Zhang family chose good houses. They were specially built and sold to Hong Kong people. Once again, they were also public houses. This kind of room, even if the price is more expensive, is reasonable.

They drove their cars to the real estate, took a few laps one by one, picked one of the very good neighborhoods, and decided to buy here.

In the sales department, there are only two or three customers, and there are more waiters than customers. They stand bored, pouted from time to time, and exchanged glances with each other. They look down on those customers. Hall of Fame.

Here in Shenzhen, since the reform and opening up, housing prices have become famously expensive, and ordinary people can't afford to buy them.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and several people from the Feng and Zhang families walked in.

The waiters hurriedly cheered up and stared at them like torches. After seeing their ordinary clothes, they were a little indifferent.

Yes, another group of people came to rub the air conditioner.

The waiters were all contemptuous, and no one rushed to entertain them. Some of the waiters even rolled their eyes on the spot, pouted and winked, which was obviously incredible.

The old lady Feng was puzzled. They were in the hotel just now, after cooking Yuanzi, they came out without changing their clothes. They didn't realize that they were already looked down upon by others and felt strange.

"What's the matter with these people? One or two places are like wooden stakes. Didn't you see the guests coming?"