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 extremely 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 extremely 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 get him out of it. 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 be the most important thing, 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 the third little girl out the door, Dingling, the phone in the room rang again. This time the call was Xue Anyuan.

Xue Xiang heard Xue Anyuan's voice was loud and his qi was long. He was worried that the old man would make a transition. At this moment, he felt a little relieved. He thought that Lao Gu, a master of Chinese martial arts and traditional Chinese medicine, was on his side. It was difficult to hurt the old man's body.

Xue Anyuan's phone number was very short, and he hung up after a few words. He heard the roar and explosions there. It seemed that he was doing an exercise. Xue Xiangda was right, and the situation is getting worse now. The military exercises in Nana's military region are frequent. It is said that during the military exercise, it is not the time for the call, but Xue Anyuan still called, and he 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 had done to his uncle on his back, and the time when this good thing happened must have just happened. Because from the analysis of gunfire, Xue Anyuan obviously called him as soon as he got the news, which made his uncle, the veteran on the battlefield, excited. It was definitely a great good thing.

After thinking about it, Xue Xiangsi couldn't guess clearly what a good thing was, and at most he could only conclude that it was related to the conquest of the Southern Barbarians.

He couldn't guess thoroughly, so he simply stopped guessing. When he arrived at Songzhuzhai, everything was clear. Xue Anyuan told him to thank Mr. 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 made up his mind to the newly sent bag of vegetables in the greenhouse from 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 were even better sold in Jianghan Province. If it weren't for insufficient production capacity, they would have been out of Jianghan and went all over the 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 and Mr. An rushed forward and back. As soon as the old man 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 old man, shook the snowflakes, and touched a cup of hot tea, and handed it to the old man who had rubbed 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 seeds on the standing stool.

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

The old man was in a good mood and joked with Xue Xiang when he came up. If he wanted to say that the old man really didn't wrong him, Xue Xianglai Songzhuzhai never took anything except for the first time running to Xue Anyuan and bringing a picture. Even during the holidays, he just came over to greet him empty-handedly. However, he repeatedly took away many good things from Songzhuzhai that others respected to the old man.

"Old man, you have been wronged to death. On weekdays, I really have nothing to do. You have nothing to do with Songzhuzhai 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 old man took the lead and pulled it over. When he opened it, he immediately smiled and said, "Haha, good boy, it's such a good thing. Lao Wang quickly asked the kitchen to make some for me in the evening, and save the others for me. He has long been talking about eating cucumbers, but he didn't expect it to come."

The old man 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 it was the first one to make in Kaoshantun. Good! The people are not afraid of hardship, not tiredness, but hunger. With this method, there is a lot of food in winter. If you ask me, you kid do the most beautiful things in this matter, which is more troublesome than your bullshit articles."

The old man 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 old man'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 people will have more ability to survive in the future.

Xue Xiang talked with the old man for a while, and gradually realized something was wrong. Why did he find that the old man had a smile on his lips, and he always glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was watching some joke. Xue Xiang was extremely thoughtful and immediately guessed that the old man must have known why he was coming. 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: "Old man, it's snowing outside the window, a bonfire inside the house, and a pot of green ant fresh marinade. Why don't we play 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 turned around. "What are you playing? You kid doesn'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, I still have to rest."

After losing nine out of ten battles, the old man no longer conceals 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 Mr. An must have known his purpose. He came here to greet him. Since the old man 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, Old Master An's face turned red. This person was holding it steadily, just 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 old man patted the stool and scolded, "You little guy, you are playing tricks with me. When you stick your hips, I will know whether to shit or pee. If you mess with me, you are still 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: "Old man, 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 old man.

The old man 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."
Chapter completed!