Tu'er suddenly woke up. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info [Burning ^ Wen ^ Book Library] []. [774] [buy]. [][For more exciting novels, please visit] The clothes on his body have been soaked with sweat, and there is a smell of earth. His face was blue and his lips were white, and only a faint breath lingered between the wings of his nose. "Tu'er, Tu'er, wake up, wake up! This kid has been asleep for days. "This is the mother's voice. Tu'er struggled to open his eyes. What caught my eye was my mother's red and swollen eyes and my father's concerned expression. "Dad, mother, what's wrong with Mr. Huang?" "This kid, it's okay, heh! Teacher Huang was taken back to the city by ambulance for treatment. His father answered. "Mother, why isn't the fat girl on the kang?" The mother stroked his hair lovingly: "Tu'er, the fat girl gave birth to three cubs a few days ago, so cute." I've chosen all the names, the big one is the most beautiful, it's called Big Flower, and there are two boys and three girls. Tu'er smiled: "Mother, bring them to me to see." "This kid. The husband and wife looked at each other, hesitating to tell him the truth. The parents' incursions made Tu'er a little anxious: "Dad, mother, what's wrong?" The father waved his hand at his wife and said to Tu'er: "Son, you don't care about this." Let's adjust myself to my current state of being dead or alive. Tu'er tried his best to get up, but he felt weak and weak, so he had to give up. "Mother, tell me!" the mother held her son's hand: "Alas, you stubborn child. Yesterday a middle-aged man came from the city to buy mountain goods and furs. When he saw our chubby girl and her three cubs, he praised him vigorously that he had never seen such a clever little fellow. Soft winding and hard grinding to buy. Your father and I disagreed, and then he left. But today when we got up early, they were gone. "Is it all, and the fat girl is gone?" asked Tu'er weakly. "The fat girl is here, but she seems to be crazy, jumping up and down and screaming and looking for her children. Tu'er, let's not be in a hurry, heh!" "Dad, mother, we must find them..."

The city is full of high-rise buildings. The streets are full of traffic. The pavement is full of people coming and going, a lively and prosperous scene. The wind was blowing and the sun was shining, and it was really a nice sunny and warm day. Tu'er had not yet adapted to this noisy environment, and was still looking around curiously. Suddenly, there was the sound of multiple vehicles braking urgently. The crowd quickly stirred up like a frightened herd of deer. It's unbelievable that people are looking in the same direction. Some people subconsciously run away, while others choose to stay and watch the excitement. The calmer person had already taken out his mobile phone and started taking pictures or videos. Immediately, such a set of images and texts went viral on the Internet: At the crossroads of the bustling metropolis, a big bad wolf and a Siberian tiger with a baby on its back appeared! What is even more unbelievable is that there is actually a legendary colorful phoenix that is dancing gracefully in the sound of people's "tsk"!

In response to this emergency, the government immediately activated a comprehensive emergency rescue plan. Major media outlets are also rushing to report on it. The first person to arrive at the scene was a large number of riot riot fighters with loaded guns. Then arrived the staff of the National Institute of Forests and Endangered Animals. Tu'er, who was sitting on the back of the fat girl, had never seen this formation, and was stunned. The little raccoon was still clever, and it quickly ran into the grass next to the flower base by the roadside and hid. Before Tu'er came to his senses, a large net had been draped over them, and there were two spears aimed at the fat girl. The fat girl yelled in despair and said to Tu'er: "Tu'er, I don't regret coming to the city with you, but I didn't expect that the human beings here are so terrible, and they will shoot you without asking." Farewell, my dear friend, please find my children and take them home. Please!" Tu'er shouted to the people of the city who had taken it, "No, no, uncles, please don't shoot them, you can't hurt them!" and however, no matter how much he screamed for help, all he could hear was the baby's cry. It was a moving, hoarse and exerted cry. An aunt in the crowd said with pity, "What a poor child, how could he be taken by a tiger?" They aimed at the angry Siberian tiger and quickly pulled the board machine decisively and quickly. The chubby chick let out a long whine in pain. It roared, and gradually fell silent. It staggered and fell. And the dirt covered with tears and snot was thrown heavily on the asphalt and lost consciousness.

It's a warm embrace, swaying gently. Tu'er slowly opened her eyes. "Mother!" a pair of big beautiful eyes were looking at him with concern. Is it Mr. Huang? I finally met Mr. Huang in heaven. "Teacher Huang!" Tu'er cried emotionally. What responded to him was a gentle hand that gently wiped his tears and sounded like Mr. Huang's voice: "Oh, oh, don't cry baby, be good! Auntie help you find your mother! stop crying, oh, oh, oh!" Tu'er was shaken and drowsy. He looked around and realized that he was in a moving car instead of the paradise written in the book. And the one who hugged him tightly in front of him was a big sister in uniform, not the teacher Huang he was very concerned about. So, where are they going? Is the poor fat girl really dead? What happened to the little fox and the phoenix?

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