Pampered in the Eighties

BPE Chapter 11

Madam Feng knocked on the food bowl as usual and shouted, "Huzi, Huzi, come out to eat." She shouted several times in a row, but Huzi didn't come out. Usually it's not like this. When it comes to eating, Huzi is the most active. What's going on today?

She checked the yard and the house, but she didn't even see a hair on the tiger's head, which was strange to her.

"It used to come out as soon as you knocked on the basin. Where did Huzi go today?"

Madam Feng waited at home all morning. In the afternoon, she couldn't hold it any longer. She even went to the village to look for a tiger. When she saw someone, she asked, "Have you seen my tiger?" Madam Feng started feeling panic in her heart.

Hu Zi lived in Lao Feng's house for two or three months. He followed the little dolls around the village all day long. Everyone in the village knew him. Where did this tiger go? Wouldn't it be taken away by the beasts on the mountain? That wouldn't be the case right?

As if to vent her worries, Madam Feng stood at the entrance of the village and said, "You dare to go outside? Let's see if I won't break your legs when you come back!"

When the family heard that Huzi was gone, they were very worried. Only Xiao Mengmeng was still like a normal person. Madam Feng just thought she was too young and ignorant, and she didn't feel abnormal.

After dinner, Su Wan squatted by the well to wash the dishes, while Madam Feng sat on the small bench with Mengmeng in her arms, her eyes fixed on the courtyard door, but her mouth was pulling homely: "Su Wan, you say this tiger. he haven't come back all day, I'm afraid that it ran back to the mountain?"

Su Wan also felt that there was some truth, and she casually responded: "Mom, tigers are beasts after all, they are not well-bred."

But she didn't think that just after her voice fell, a vigorous figure suddenly rushed into the fence. It was fast, brought a burst of orange wind, and fell silently into the middle of the yard, it was actually Huzi!

Before Mrs. Feng had time to rejoice, she saw that Huzi had something in his mouth. He quickly ran to Mrs. Feng and threw the thing in his mouth. It was a beautiful bird. pheasant. This pheasant has all colors on its body, and its tail is so long that it is completely dead.

Seeing that there was still a trace of dried blood left on Huzi's mouth, his golden eyes looked a bit animalistic, making Old Lady Feng inexplicably afraid to touch the pheasant. Huzi thought she didn't want it, so he hurriedly pushed the pheasant over with his head down, and pushed it all the way to Mrs. Feng's leg, and raised his paw to pat her on the instep.

"For me?" Madam Feng was surprised and delighted.

Hu Zi glanced at Mengmeng in her arms, turned around and ran to the edge of the corridor, where he lay down and licked his paws slowly.

Madam Feng reached out and turned over the pheasant. It was quite heavy, and she smiled happily, "Oh, it turns out that the tiger was gone hunting for a day, tsk tsk tsk, our tiger is really amazing, this is the first pheasant that came back after the first hunting, and it is very promising, and it is indeed an animal of our old Feng family."

"This chicken can't stay overnight, so I have to pluck it quickly," she turned around and shouted into the house, "Old man, come out and help boil the water."

"It's almost night, why are you still burning water? Hey, Huzi, are you back?" As soon as Old Man Feng came out, he saw Huzi, and then saw the chicken, "Is this... Huzi came back?"

"Who was it that Hu Zi beat?" Madam Feng was already laughing so hard, she pushed her old man with her hand, "Go and boil a pot of hot water, I want to keep such a beautiful hair, I'll keep it some other day. Make Mengmeng a little shuttlecock."