Chapter 92： Abandoned animal-shaped panda cub 1...

Xie Hui didn't notice anything unusual when he first started eating. After all, fried pork with bamboo shoots was just a home-cooked dish in his eyes.

Until a chubby cub next to him flew onto the stool next to his dining table. Sitting down on the stool, one front paw began to point at the fried pork with bamboo shoots on the table.

"Um?"

Seeing that the cub was shaking his ears when he barked in anger, Xie Hui finally realized that he was angry.

Following his paws and seeing the pot of fried pork with bamboo shoots on the table, he was slightly taken aback and smiled unkindly.

Putting down the chopsticks, he held the pointing paw in his palm. After one paw was grasped, the cub reluctantly used his other paw to continue pointing at the plate of fried pork with bamboo shoots.

"It's not fried meat with the bamboo shoots given to you. It should be bought by the nanny from the vegetable market. It's because I see that you eat bamboo shoots so delicious every day, so I want to try it too. Don't be angry, okay?"

"Huh?"

Xie Hui is now basically 80% able to accurately get the meaning of this cub, nodded seriously, and replied:

"real."

After hearing this, the cub was still uneasy, crawled over to the storage room and counted his own bamboo shoots, and ran back after making sure that there was not one missing, with his little tail dangling happily, rubbing his head against his father's arm.

"Go and eat quickly, or it will be cold if you don't eat."

"Yeah~"

The bamboo shoots eaten by this cub are not inedible to humans, but they are not suitable for cooking.

The bamboo shoots that are normally used for human cooking will be harder and have little sweetness.

But the bamboo shoots that the cub gnawed directly had a taste similar to that of an apple, with a lot of water and sweetness, and it would be a little soft when stir-fried.

Before going to bed at night, Xie Hui looked at the cub who was well covered with the quilt, and asked him again.

"What did I teach you during the day? Remember?"

"Hey, hey, hey..."

"Huh? It's useless to fool me with humming."

Thank you rua for rua his ears, and lightly tapped his head, seeing the boy buried his head in the bed with a guilty conscience, he said helplessly:

"I'll teach you again tomorrow. If you forget it again, you'll have to try fried pork with bamboo shoots."

"Yeah~"

From his voice, Xie Hui could vaguely hear that he didn't seem to be very scared, and even... a little happy?

Xie Hui picked up a broom placed in the corner, shook it in front of him, and threatened softly:

"It's not real fried pork with bamboo shoots, it's used to spank your ass."

"Oh!"

The cub who poked his head cautiously just now to have a look, quickly shrank back under the quilt after hearing this.

Xie Hui put the mop back to its original position, turned off the light and prepared to rest.

In fact, Xie Hui was quite puzzled just now, how did he know that the cub was deliberately trying to fool him, and now lying on the bed and thinking about it, there should be something wrong with the sound when he hummed.

If this cub read correctly, his intonation would be the same as when I taught him, just now it was pure gibberish.

The next day, when Xie went back to wake him up, he immediately saw that the broom in the corner was gone. He walked to the bed, and the cub lay there as if sleeping soundly.

Xie Hui reached out and lifted off his quilt, but the cub was still lying there motionless.

"Well, where is my broom? If I don't have a broom, can I not make fried pork with bamboo shoots?"

After tentatively saying this, Xie Hui saw the short tail that started to shake, as expected, and then drooped down again.

"Hey, that's a pity..."

This sentence of exclamation successfully made the short tail, which just swayed a little bit, sway cheerfully.

Xie Hui curled his lips slightly, with a bit of not obvious badness in his tone, and continued:

"It's a pity. I saw through a certain cub's pretending to be asleep, why don't you get up quickly? Do you need to use bamboo shoots to wake you up?"

The wagging tail paused slightly, and the front paws lying there seemed to move.

Seeing that he didn't intend to get up, Xie Huiqing coughed, pretending to be surprised, and said:

"Wow, why is this broom hidden here?"

As soon as the words fell, the boy raised his head quickly, and subconsciously glanced at the place where he hid the broom, but accidentally met Xie Hui's eyes with a smile.

Frustrated, he buried his head in the soft pillow, whimpered and swung his tail.

Xie Hui walked over and stretched out his hand to help pick up the cub, held his paw and began to teach him to fold the quilt, and cleaned up the room briefly before walking out with the cub in his arms.

This cub can actually crawl and walk by himself, but in most cases Xie Hui hugged him. This cub doesn't like to wear shoes, and his white fur is not resistant to dirt, so it's troublesome to take a bath, and it takes a long time.

In addition, being able to hold such a big glutinous rice dumpling, with its round and lush hair, feels good. Xie Hui wanted to hold it for a while longer while he could still hold it.

According to the speed at which this cub grows up, I'm afraid it will take another year at most, and Xie Hui won't be able to hold him anymore.

This cub is usually not allowed to be hugged by Xie Hui at home. He has a very naughty personality, but today he failed to pretend to sleep, and Xie Hui found the hidden broom. The aggrieved cub was unwilling to leave by himself.

He buried his head in his father's arms, covered his black ears with his paws, and looked suspicious about the panda's birth.

It wasn't until I walked to the dining room downstairs and smelled the food that I probed to see what I had for breakfast this morning.

When I went to the company today, Xie Hui was a little busy at work, and even had a meeting, so he let the boy read and read in the office by himself.

Before going to the meeting room, I helped him find out all the pens and inks for writing, and gave him a few serious instructions. Seeing that he nodded his head and agreed, he took the initiative to come over and touch his hands with him. Xie Hui took it with confidence. The file went to the conference room.

After a meeting ended, when he returned to the office, Xie Hui inexplicably had a bad feeling.

Pushing open the door of the office, as expected, he saw that his office had been messed up.

The paper for the cub was torn into shreds, and the floor and blankets were all black.

The ink used to write for the cubs is specially made for food, in order to prevent the cubs from eating it by mistake when they are not sensible. This special ink smells bad and is not tasty, but even if the cubs eat it, it will not affect their health.

When Xie Hui taught him how to write yesterday, he used this kind of ink.

I use a brush when writing. I want to practice first. After all, I can’t hold a gel pen well with my paws.

But seeing the scene in the office now, even for such a good-tempered person as Xie Hui, the veins on his forehead twitched with anger.

Then look at the three cubs who were having a good time sitting on the carpet, looked at him in unison, and tilted their heads, forcing themselves to calm down.

The other two cubs belong to Xie Hui's two assistants. These two assistants are quite capable. In addition, after the two of them got married, the children were non-human cubs in their infancy, and they chose to keep them by their side. Thank you very much for them.

The two cubs playing with Xie Jia in the office now belong to the assistant's family.

At that time, Xie Hui heard that this family was a white-haired parrot, and the other family was a small Pomeranian.

The two assistants usually have a good relationship, they are good brothers, the two cubs often play together, and the white-haired parrot is very strong, and usually likes to fly around the company with a small Pomeranian on its back. Xie Hui saw it After two times.

Today, these two children were obediently staying in the rest area, Secretary Qi subconsciously glanced at an open window in the CEO's office.

It should have run to their secretary's office from the balcony of the rest area next door, and then flew to the president's office through the window.

The office was a mess, but seeing the three cubs together, Xie Hui guessed that they must have had a good time.

The dirtiest thing now is the white-haired parrot, which seems to have taken a bath in ink, with only the whites of a pair of eyes, which can be seen a little when he blinks.

Even the tuft of hair on the forehead was dyed black.

The assistant, who had just returned from packing up the things in the meeting room, was a little slower, passing by the door of Mr. Xie's office, vaguely felt that the parrot looked familiar.

But he was thinking about work in his head, and he just planned to go back to his office quickly, list the points raised by Mr. Xie at the meeting, make a document and distribute it to other departments.

Another secretary who came out of the meeting room with Mr. Xie saw that his friend was going to leave straight away, so he couldn't help reminding softly:

"Old Li, don't you take a look?"

Lao Li was called out suddenly, holding the folder for a while, his eyes widened subconsciously.

They have been friends for a long time, and the other Secretary Qi can tell that this person is telling himself with his eyes that he actually wants to watch the boss have fun.

"Lao Li, don't you look at that bird, doesn't it look like your son?"

Lao Li subconsciously followed Secretary Qi's words and glanced at the bird who was stepping on their boss's desk, and replied with a frown:

"No, my house is only white, how can it be so black."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Li noticed the ink on the floor of the boss's office, and his eyes touched the electronic ring on the ankle of the black bird.

Instantly angry, he walked over and held his son's wings like an old man carrying a chicken.

"Thank you, I'm really sorry."

Xie Hui waved his hand, how could he care about this kind of thing with his subordinates.

"It's okay, I'll give you a day off in the afternoon, take your son back to wash up."

Another small Pomeranian was also blackened by ink, and it seemed to have the word "human being" written crookedly on its body.

Don't think about it, it must be the masterpiece of my own cub, the other two cubs haven't reached the point where they can read.

"Secretary Qi, you don't have to go to work in the afternoon, take your daughter back to wash. Sorry, my son probably asked them to come and play."

After sending the two secretaries away, Xie Hui saw the cub who was still holding a pen in his paws, sitting on the carpet with his buttocks, with an innocent face and only his tail dangling anxiously, and pulled the corners of his lips at him.

"Thank you, Jia!"

The cub threw away the brush, lay down on the carpet, covered his head with his paws, and answered aggrievedly.

"Boom..."