After the little white tiger was examined, it became a problem. In addition to albinism, there was pituitary atrophy, which means that it did not secrete growth hormones and was always the same size. The doctor who tested said that animals like this who were suffering from albinism and pituitary atrophy were generally difficult to survive. Unexpectedly, the tiger was one and a half years old. In addition to not growing, other health indicators were even better than ordinary adult male tigers. They were not afraid of photo, myopia, and had no symptoms of albinism. They also said that they hoped that Xue Xiang would donate the little white tiger and give it to the institute for scientific research.

At that time, before Xue Xiang answered, the zoo director said that the tiger was cherished and citizens had no right to raise it, and should be under the supervision of the state. He also said that it was difficult for Xue Xiang to catch the tiger, and he could buy it at a high price. Without saying a word, Xue Xiang grabbed the collars of the two and threw it into the mud. These two guys dared to come up with such an idea. Isn’t this pushing him to death? If he dared to lose the little white tiger, the little guy would definitely lose him. Besides, thanks to the little white tiger, the annoying spirit is not as clingy as before. Xue can have so much extra free time. The little white tiger can be said to have made great contributions, how can he treat the heroes less?

At this moment, the little white tiger just jumped onto the bedside table and overturned the alarm clock. The little guy slid out of the quilt. Only then did Xue Xiang realize that the little guy was taking a nap and didn't even take off his clothes. It turned out that the little guy was in the first grade and had a long time concept. In order to sleep a little longer, he naturally chose to take advantage of the opportunity.

As soon as I sent Xiao to the door, Dingling, the phone in the room rang again. This time it was Xue Anyuan.

Xue Xiang heard Xue Anyuan's voice was loud and his qi was long. He was worried that the master would make a transition, but now he felt a little relieved. He thought that Lao Gu, a master of Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine, would be difficult to hurt the master's body.

Xue Anyuan's phone number was short and he hung up after a few words. Hearing the roar and explosions there, it seemed that he was doing an exercise. Xue Xiangda was right. The situation is getting worse now, making Nana's military exercises more and more frequent. It is said that during the military exercise, it is not the time for the call, but Xue Anyuan still called, and even said it inexplicably, asking Xue Xiang to go to Songzhuzhai to thank Committee Member An on his behalf.

After hanging up the phone, Xue Xiang did not rush to leave, but leaned against the sofa, thinking about what good thing Mr. An did for his uncle on his back. The time when this good thing happened must have happened just now. Because from the analysis of gunfire, Xue Anyuan obviously called him as soon as he got the news. It would be a good thing that could make uncle, the veteran on the battlefield, excited.

Xue Xiangsi thought about it all over the place. But he couldn't guess clearly what a good thing was. At most, he could only conclude that it was related to the conquest of the Southern Barbarians.

He couldn't guess thoroughly. He didn't guess. When he arrived at Songzhuzhai, everything was clear. Xue Anyuan told him to thank Master An. Since he brought the word "Thank you", he had to prepare a gift. But Songzhuzhai was nothing. Xue Xiang really didn't know what to send for a while. After thinking about it, he put his mind on the bag of vegetables in the greenhouse sent by Kaoshantun.

To say that Kaoshantun has become a rising rural star in the land of China, it has become a golden signboard of Jianghan Province. Last year, the per capita income of the entire commune actually exceeded the 1,000 yuan mark, Hope pig farms and Hope feed. It was even better sold in Jianghan Province. If it weren't for the insufficient production capacity, I would have probably already emerged from Jianghan and went to the whole country. And the greenhouse vegetables were even promoted by the Jingkou area, and the entire Jianghan area was almost about to develop into a vegetable basket in the Central China Plain.

The villagers in Kuoshantun never forget to dig wells when they drink water. As long as the weather turns cold, they must immediately organize a team to go to Beijing to deliver vegetables and mountain goods to the Xue family's house. Xue Xiang refused many times, and in the end he had to let them do it. As soon as he opened the refrigerator, a full cabinet was stuffed into the kitchen, and many mountain goods that could be hidden were stuffed into the kitchen.

Xue Xiang flipped through and picked out several cucumbers, five or six tomatoes, and a bag of strawberries. He put them in a bag and then walked out with great strides. The reason why Xue Xiang picked this thing was not that he was stingy, but that he knew that giving gifts was the essence. In the cold winter, vegetables were rare in summer, and if he moved them, he would probably roughen the rare objects. Of course, with his closeness to Mr. An, he didn't need to consider these details, but Xue had his own principles when doing anything.

When Xue Xiang arrived at Songzhuzhai, he rushed to Master An. As soon as the master got off the car, others came in.

The brazier was lit in the hall, and the two stepped into the door. Lao Wang stepped forward and took off the coat for the master, shook the snowflakes, and touched a cup of hot tea, and handed it to the master who was already rubbing his hands on the brazier. As for Xue Xiang, Lai Songzhuzhai had followed his home, so he sat by the brazier early and ate the melon on the standing stool.

The master held the teacup and sat down. He looked at the red bag beside the standing stool and smiled and said, "It's rare, Iron Rooster has actually plucked her hair today and brought something to the old man. Hurry, Lao Wang, seal it quickly and save it well. The iron Rooster's hair is so precious!"

The master was in a good mood and joked with Xue Xiang when he came up. If he wanted to say that the master hadn't wronged him, Xue Xianglai Songzhuzhai never took anything except for the first time to run to Xue Anyuan and bring a picture. Even during the holidays, he just came over to greet him empty-handedly. However, he often took away many good things from Songzhuzhai that others respected to the master.

"Master, you have been wronged to death. On weekdays, I really have nothing to do. You have nothing to do with Songzhu Zhai and you have no place to show off. Today, I have finally got some fun things and I am thinking about you. Who knows that I have eaten the first place in vain? Tell me, why are I going to do it? Let me take it back so that I won't give you a gift." Xue Xiang pretended to be bitter and reached out to stand the small cloth bag on the stool.

Unexpectedly, the master took the lead and pulled it over. When he opened it, he immediately smiled and said, "Haha, it's so small, it's such a good thing. Lao Wang quickly asked the kitchen to make some for me in the evening, and saved the others for me. He had long been talking about eating cucumbers, but he didn't expect it to come."

The master handed the cloth bag to Lao Wang behind him, turned his head and smiled at Xue Xiang, "These things are the greenhouse vegetables mentioned in the newspaper. I heard that they were the first to do it in Kaoshantun. Good! The old man is not afraid of hardship, not tiredness, but hunger. With this method, there is a lot of more food in winter. I want me to tell you that this thing is the most beautiful thing you did when you are young, and it is more troublesome than your bullshit chapters."

The master was born in a miserable family and experienced the most difficult decades of this country. He was always the most sensitive to food. In the master's opinion, the significance of this greenhouse vegetables is not to allow people to eat summer vegetables in winter, but to have an extra way to produce food, and the old surname has more ability to survive in the future.

Xue Xiang and the master chatted for a while, and gradually realized something was wrong. Why did he find that the master was smiling at the corner of his mouth, and he always glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was watching some joke. Xue Xiang felt more and more thoughtful, and immediately guessed that the master must know why he came from. He was holding his energy to see how he said the word "Thank you" that was difficult to say.

After a thought was clear, Xue Xiang felt relieved: "Master, it's snowing outside the window, a bonfire inside the house, and a pot of green ant fresh marinade. Why don't we go to the game? We can't let this great scene down, right?"

Mr. An was just watching it interesting and decided to see how Xue Xiang thanked him. But he actually changed the topic, "What are you playing? You are young and don't know how to respect the elderly. Do you think you lose chess all day long? If you have something to do, just say it, get out of here if you have nothing to do, and you still have to rest."

After losing nine out of ten battles, the master no longer hides the fact that he is inferior to the chess.

"Okay, you always have a rest. I'll come here, that is, I'll give you some fresh fruits and vegetables. There's nothing else. Don't save money on eating. I'll get it for you after you finish eating."

At this moment, Xue Xiang had fully understood that Master An must have known his purpose. He came here to greet him. Since the master knew it, even if the intention was fulfilled, there was no need to say it again with his mouth. As for what happened, Xue Xiang decided not to ask. Anyway, when he went home, he would ask Xue Anyuan for some time.

On that side, Xue Xiang raised his butt and wanted to leave. On this side, Mr. An's face turned red. This person was holding it steadily, waiting to see the joke. But he didn't know that he didn't get into the trap, which made the old man feel so stumped. Seeing Xue Xiang leaving, the old man opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't say anything. He saw Lao Wang on one side and burst out with a loud sound.

Lao Wang smiled, and he picked up the curtain between the two of them. In an instant, the old and the young laughed out loud. The master patted the stool and scolded, "You little guy, you are still playing tricks with the old man. When you stick your hips, you will know whether to shit or pee. If you mess with the old man, you will still be young!"

"Dede, you are wise and wise. This is a complete set. If you don't feel happy, I have to prepare a bunch of high hats for you?" Xue Xiang responded happily.

The two of them joked a few more times, and Xue Xiang finally asked the show: "Master, to be honest, my uncle asked him to come here today. What's wrong? I don't know yet. Please give me some insight."

Xue Xiang did not say the word "Thank you" after all, because he felt that he could not use this word with the master.

The master stopped smiling, smashed a sip of tea, and said, "It's nothing. At this time, the Military Commission will arrange a plan for the southern expedition. I recommend Comrade Anyuan as the deputy commander of the Eastern Front, and it was approved at the meeting."

ps: Thank you for your monthly ticket. Thank you very much. Once you have you, the winter night will be warm. (To be continued)

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