Fortunately, the only thing that could comfort Mr. Xue was that the registration time was on August 1st, which gave him a full month of leave. However, he was not grateful at all. Instead, he guessed with the greatest malicious intention that it would take one month to remove the former deputy county magistrate of Xiaoshan County and make room for himself.

After being angry for a long time, Xue Xiang didn't know when he fell asleep. Anyway, when he was sleeping, he was pinched by the little guy's nose and eyes, and woke him up.

"It's sunny and my butt, I'm hungry." The little guy saw Xue Xiang open his eyes and reported the important news in time.

Xue Xiang raised his hand and took the plum blossom table on the table and glanced at it. At half past six, when he looked out the window, the sun came out. However, in summer, the day was long and the night was short, which was normal. The morning sun was thin and it could not touch the window. It would not be able to touch the big bed, let alone the butt.

Xue Xiang was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he turned over and turned his head to continue sleeping soundly. The little guy hummed a few times and pushed him, but he didn't continue to make noise. He thought about it and got up, changed into purple short-sleeved shorts, spread big-headed slippers, whistled, and the little white thorn on the head of the bed slipped over and followed.

The little guy left the main room and came to Xiaowan and Xiaoyi's room again, and listened to the door. After listening for a while, he saw that there was no movement inside. His big eyes turned and smiled. He turned back to the kitchen, carried the small bamboo basket, and went out.

When we went west to the gate, there was a platform. The little guy carried Xiaobai on the platform. After waiting for a few minutes, a green bus arrived at the ground. The little guy got on the bus and took out a stack of fur tickets from his short-sleeved purse, picked out one by one and handed it to the aunt who sold the ticket. The fat aunt shook her hand and pointed to the height limit line by the door. She smiled and said, "It's the first time that a child is doing a bus. If it's not high, you won't charge money."

Of course, it was not the first time that the little guy took the bus, but Xiaowan paid every time. She didn't know the free bus she took. This was the first time she heard that she would not charge for highs. She looked back at the height limit line by the door. She took a few steps back, moved closer, and compared her hand. As expected, she was still one inch away. She was so careful that she wrinkled her little face and looked for a seat nearby.

The little guy wore purple shorts today, which was small and the little guy was slow to grow. He still didn't open his body, his slim little arms and legs were like a card doll, his delicate face and a fake little parting. The only feeling that the whole little guy gave was exquisite. This time, the little guy got on the car alone, which was already eye-catching. Seeing her, the little guy frowned for not being tall enough, the passengers in the car were amused, and some even laughed out loud.

The little guy knew that everyone was laughing at him. Xiao Jing was embarrassed, so he hugged Xiaobai and lowered his head and sulked. Not long after he got angry, an old lady came over to care and asked the little guy if he had been lost with the adults at home. When he heard this question, the little guy immediately became energetic and said proudly that he had come out to buy breakfast for his family. In an instant, the car full of praise made the little guy smile into a flower.

In fact, when going out to buy breakfast, it was also a sudden idea for the little guy. The purpose was nothing more than to surprise everyone. Seeing that she was a little guy, she could do big things. This is the normal psychology of a child. Commonly known as desire to express himself.

After moving to a new home, the breakfast shop will naturally not be the original Red Star Canteen. Fortunately, there are many people who like Linquan near Yutang Mountain and quiet official Xianzhan live. There are many canteens along the way. But two stops, they arrive at the Pangpangle Canteen. Xue Xiangchang comes here to buy breakfast, and the little guy has also come with him, so he is familiar with it.

As soon as the car stopped, the little guy stood up. There were many passengers in front of her. When she saw her get up, the ticket seller greeted her a few times. The passenger in front of her smiled and gave in to her. As soon as the little guy thanked her, he jumped out of the car and waved to the passengers in the car to thank her. There were many passengers in the car smiling and waving at her.

Although the little guy was not a regular customer of Fatty and Pangle, he looked extremely eye-catching. As soon as he entered the door, he was recognized by the fat master at the cashier and looked at the door, looking at Xue Xiang, until the little guy tiptoed to put the bamboo basket on the counter, and issued the seeds in a crisp voice. The fat master came to his senses and asked Xue Xiang how he came. As usual, the little guy proudly told him about his feat of walking alone for several miles to buy breakfast, which made the fat master laugh. He put breakfast in her small bamboo basket while teasing her, which seemed very happy.

The fat master was afraid that she was too young and was unsteady to carry it. He sprinkled soy milk and specially found a large glass bottle with a lid to seal it tightly for her. He handed her the basket. The little guy drew out a stack of food coupons and a pile of fur tickets and asked the fat master to order it himself. The little guy didn't know the price after all. The fat master smiled and picked up five kilograms of food coupons and 50 cents of fur tickets, and helped her to sort out the money and handed it back to her.

The little guy put the money and tickets, and carried the small bamboo basket. He was a little struggling, but he smiled at the fat master, said thank you, and went out. The little guy carried the bamboo basket and walked shakingly. After a few steps, his face turned red. He had changed his left and right hands a few times, and took a few more steps. He had turned into a mountain with both hands and followed him step by step. Xiaobai on one side seemed to see the little guy's dilemma, and he started to fight around the little guy, and kept jumping up and down, meaning to put the bamboo basket on its back.

The little guy and Xiaobai have been together for a long time, and they don’t say they are in the same mood, but they understand Xiaobai’s various movements. They immediately stopped and put the bamboo basket on the ground. They looked at Xiaobai in confusion, and then squatted down and touched Xiaobai’s back, as if they were testing. Xiaobai turned around and growled at her, and his crystal clear claws moved on the ground, which was very obvious, “Don’t underestimate me.”

The little guy also had an idea of ​​his little thoughts. At worst, he could ask Xiaobai to try it. If he didn't work, he would immediately lift it down. After making up his mind, he put the bamboo basket on it, bent down, and held a small hand on it to help him control the balance. By the way, he was also ready to lift the vegetable basket down in time when Xiaobai couldn't bear it.

But Xiaobai is a white tiger, not a white cat. Because of insufficient growth hormone secretion, it does not mean that it is not strong enough. A small bamboo basket worth about ten pounds is placed on its back, as light as feathers, walking fast and steady, and the little guy kept saying hello before he stopped to stop. Now, the little guy was happy. He talked to Xiaobai while walking, and said that they would buy breakfast work in the future. Xiaobai in front didn't know what the little guy was saying, and he screamed after taking a few steps, as if responding.

But I knew that it was this howling that something happened.

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"What sound, why does it sound like a tiger?" A young man in a military uniform sitting on the passenger seat was curious, twisting his head, swaying around, and his slender hair was like a black waterfall.

"Brother Chen, I'm sorry. It's a big daytime, there's a Malaysian again, so how could there be a tiger?" A young man in military uniform sat on the back seat, speaking in the middle of the fat. His narrow military uniform wrapped around his round body, and his flesh was already exposed from the crack of his mouth.

"Don't talk, listen quietly!" The young man in front of him waved his hand, which was quite majestic. The person in the back seat immediately calmed down and listened in a slight manner.

"Yes, Brother Chen's ears are really good. You can hear such a low voice, but the sound seems to be close to you, how could this happen?" The young man on the left side of the fat man's face was numb, and he showed a mouthful of yellow teeth when he spoke, and he seemed to have bad breath, which made the fat man cover his nose.

"See, I saw, it's really evil. The cat actually called a tiger. Brother Chen, you four nine cities are really amazing. Brother, I've seen it." The young man on the fat right, with a skeleton head, pointed to the car window on the left and shouted in a low voice.

As soon as the words of parting were said, it reminded everyone that the young man from the broken hair immediately greeted the driver and listened to the car. The people in the car looked in the direction pointed by parting. What they saw was a wonderful and strange scene. But they saw a girl like a fairy child holding a green bamboo basket. Under the bamboo basket, a snow-white cat walked gracefully, walking steadily and lightly, and from time to time, raising her head and roaring. The sound was rough and vigorous, and it was not the means that the cat should have.

With a muffled bang, the broken young man suddenly stood up, his head hit the roof of the car, and then he screamed in pain. Ol, hissing in his mouth, shouting: "Tiger, tiger, white tiger! Who have you seen a cat call like this? Who has seen a cat withstand this basket of food..."

The young man with hair was as crazy as he was staring at the snow-white cat, no, the white tiger, his eyes were full of heat.

The White Tiger is one of the four divine beasts that the old man has passed down from China. Although the atheism of Marxism-Leninism has been spread on this fertile soil of China for more than half a century, and with more than ten years of sweeping, feudal superstition has almost been wiped out, the divine beasts that the old man has suddenly appeared in front of him. Even if these young intellectuals have heard some of the legendary divine beasts that are just animals with albinism, they still couldn't help but feel excited.

"Brother Chen, let's go, such a magical thing is naturally a place for those with virtue. General Zi Han's birthday is coming soon. Haven't you been yelling that you can't take out a gift? What else can you compare to the white tiger in front of you? Hello, Brother Chen, Brother Chen..." Fatty murmured and suddenly came to his senses, and found that the person he was talking to, the young man who was talking to, was actually confused, so he shouted in a stack of voices.

The separated young man has always been smart. When he saw the broken young man like this, he probably guessed the reason, but he didn't believe it in his heart, but he still asked: "What, Brother Chen, isn't this little girl still very good at making you, General Zi Han's legitimate grandson, Mr. Wu's nephew, all her wits? This anger is far from your second cousin Wu." (To be continued)
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