The little thing smelled the smell of milk and immediately caught a nipple and sucked up the milk.
Two tigers stick out their tongues with their heads down and gently lick these little things. From time to time, they reach out and drag back a little thing that has been drilled and crawled indiscriminately.
"Master Zhuang, give it a name." The high crab looked at it lovingly.
"Uh …" Not far from Zhuang, I feel that this kind of star-named person is killing me!
And it’s seven at a time?
This is killing Zhuang.
After so many names, let’s show the manor birds the names of these little guys!
Breakfast, lunch, dinner.
I wonder if they will peck the village to death when they grow up.
"No, no, no, no, you’d better do this." Zhuang retreated not far away.
"I want to get up! Just call it Tiger! Xiaohu! " The great tiger screamed for a name.
"Tiger how line? It’s not a tiger! " Great Tiger is very upset about his name. Every time he sees those cat stars, he can’t hold his head up, okay? "I think it should be called puppy!" "
Not far from Zhuang "…"
These guys are not as good at naming as me!
Not far away, Zhuang moved a small bench and sat in front of the Erhu bed, watching a few little things crawling around and listening to a few silly goods arguing with the high crab, feeling that he could never get tired of it.
Looking at these little things, I feel that my whole person has a fighting spirit again!
Even if these little things grow up, we must protect the manor and protect the earth!
"I’m going to do another wave!" Not far from Zhuang, he absorbed enough energy and turned and ran away.
There are many things in the manor, so it’s too late to go back and relax.
Not far from Zhuang, he ran happily, with a meat on his shoulder. "I also want to see the baby for breakfast … What’s the matter?"
Not far into the house, I felt the atmosphere was wrong!
The whole room was in a mess, and the tall crabs ran around the room to get things.
"Go, go, go!"
"Bring that … Oh, you’re so stupid. Don’t take that!"
"Give me something … do something quickly …"
Zhuang was startled not far away. "What happened?"
"Master Zhuang Xiaoqi Xiaoqi, it’s dying …" Seeing the high crab sound not far from Zhuang brought tears.
"What?" Not far from Zhuang, he hurried forward and saw Xiao Qi lying in the incubator, his little chest stirred up sharply.
Several researchers are running around anxiously, and several tigers are crushing their fists.
But they can’t help anything.
Xiaoqi is the last and smallest of the seven small dogs.
He is not fully developed, and he is weaker than his brothers and sisters.
Other brothers and sisters will leave the incubator soon, but he still has to go back.
By noon, the organs were failing.
His fragile epidemic and small organs seem unable to bear the world’s troubles.
This little thing is too small and fragile.
Although the tall crabs are busy in every way, the chest of the little thing is getting slower and slower, and it seems that it will stop breathing.
"Do you want to put it still?" A researcher asked.
The high crab was silent for a few seconds and said, "Let it … be quiet. Maybe it shouldn’t have come into this world."
Not far from Zhuang, he turned to see the two tigers’ eyes, as if he had been severely pinched.
This is a moth who saw her child die with her own eyes!
Who knows the mood of Erhu at this time?
He said, "Let this little guy go back to his mother."
Look, the high crab’s hands are shaking badly. Not far from Zhuang, he reached out and gently picked up the little thing.
The little thing seems to smell something again. He sticks out his tongue and gently licks his fingers not far from Zhuang.
Because of this, the soft temperature is even more worrying in Zhuang’s heart
He gently stroked the head of a small thing.
"Come on, little guy, hold on!"
The little thing stuck out his tongue and licked it again as if he understood what he said.
Zhuang walked not far to Erhu’s side and let him go slowly.
He twitched his nose and didn’t seem to want to be near Zhuang. His palm struggled to get up.
Then for a second, his eyes opened.
"Alas?"
"What’s the matter?"