Pet King

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"When did it show up?" Zhang Zi'an asked.

"Just now! An hour ago ... at most two hours!" The middle-aged man answered.

Zhang Zi'an groaned for a while, counting the time, and asked, "What did you feed it in the morning?"

"As usual, fried rice with egg sausage and some vegetables."

"How much did you feed?"

"Just a bowl."

"How big is the bowl?"

The man gestured with his hand. It was a large bowl. Although it was not the Shanghai bowl, it was two circles larger than the ordinary bowl.

"And didn't eat anything else in the morning?"

"No," the man replied resolutely.

"Are you sure?" Zhang Zi'an asked in confusion.

"What else is uncertain? I feed it like this every day, and it eats well!" The man's tone became unhealthy again, thinking that Zhang Zi'an would shirk responsibility.

"Eggs, sausages, and rice haven't spoiled?"

"Crap! This is what everyone in our family eats. Can we eat it if it deteriorates?" The man shouted.

"Calm down. I have to ask clearly to know what is going on." Zhang Zi'an remained calm.

He turned his gaze and noticed that the chubby tiger kept talking and wanted to say something, but seemed to be afraid of his father's anger, and he was afraid to say it. So he stooped down and asked with a pleasant smile: "Is the calf still eating something else? If you want to save it, you must tell the truth."

The middle-aged man frowned, and was about to do it, but he saw his son's sullen expression, which he was familiar with. He would have this expression whenever his son did not finish his homework or failed the exam and wanted to get confused. He suddenly hesitated in his heart, and asked with a stern face: "Did you feed it after breakfast?"

The chubby tiger managed to stop crying. He was frightened by his father's cold face, and started crying again, "Woohoo ... the box of floss biscuits I gave me yesterday, I want to eat a few, and the calf sees me eating too. Now I'll feed it a few pieces ... "

The man asked, "How many did you feed?"

The chubby tiger frowned at his father's face and whispered, "No ... not a few ..."

"Not a few pieces? How hard is it to say something sloppy? You have to die for me!" The man snarled angrily.

As a mother, Liu Wenying couldn't stand it anymore. She didn't want to watch this lively event or even cause trouble, but she couldn't pretend not to see her if she bullied the child. She pushed Yueyue to Zhao Qi, and said the first two steps: "You have something to say well, scare the child for what? A lot of age, really ... You see this child is scared by you so afraid to speak It's ... "

Suddenly a bar was inserted horizontally, the man was very displeased, and Liu Wenying tilted a glance, "This is the way my family's education is like, what's your matter?"

"You ... you ..." Liu Wenying was so angry, pointing at him speechless.

Zhao Qi pulled her from behind, meaning that we should leave it alone, let Zhang Zi'an pull out the basket and let him solve it by himself. Having said that, Zhao Qi also quietly pulled out the phone and pressed 11o, but just didn't dial out just in case.

"Everyone is a little calm and restless." Zhang Zi'an inserted between them, separating them. "The priority is not to educate the children, but to see what is wrong with the ball."

He squatted down and put his hand on the fat tiger's shoulder. "Children, you must not hide at this time. If you feed it something and how much, you must tell it honestly, otherwise it will delay it. The condition, even if cured, may result in a disability. "

The chubby tiger peeked at his father, and looked at the smitten Samoyed, and lowered his head.

"Hey ... hey ... one ..." The chubby tiger "one" for a long time and didn't come out.

"Feed one?" The man asked.

"Hey ... half ..."

The man stared in amazement. "That box of three pounds of biscuits are you both finished eating?"

The chubby tiger took a few steps back, and then nodded.

"I'm not hungry in the morning, I didn't eat a few mouthfuls of rice ... I was hungry after a while, so I went to eat cookies ..."

"You're just eating cookies so you don't deliberately eat in the morning!" Men know too much about this bear child. No matter what new snacks they get, they can't be put on for a few days, they always eat up quickly. The child's mother was afraid that he would be too fat to allow him to eat like that, so he didn't eat a good meal and had an empty stomach for snacks. The child's mother was even more afraid of him being hungry, so he wouldn't care.

However, the problem is that Samoyed is not the same as Fatty Tiger. It is full in the morning.

Zhang Zi'an asked again, "Is it going to drink water after eating?"

The chubby tiger nodded again.

"Have you eaten anything else?"

"Also ... and an apple ..."

Several adults were speechless, and this Nima was too edible. People can't stand eating so much, let alone a half-large puppy.

"It's no wonder," Zhang Zi'an said, "it's eating too much ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ can't digest it, it's holding on."

Although middle-aged men also feel this possibility, they are still doubtful, "Are you sure?"

Zhang Zi'an pointed to Samoyed's abdomen and said, "Come and touch it, touch it, touch its last rib."

The chubby tiger tried to touch and was slapped away by his dad.

Middle-aged man reached out his own hand.

Zhang Zi'an reminded again: "You must touch it lightly. The last rib of a dog is thin and soft, especially it is a puppy. It is easy to break if you press hard."

The middle-aged man touched where Zhang Zi'an was pointing.

"How can I tell if the dog is full? After touching it, feel it, and feel that its stomach is up to the last rib, indicating that it is full, and then no matter how begging it, no more feeding. Hold it up. You feel where the stomach is now. It eats enough in the morning, feeds it with biscuits, and drinks water after feeding. The biscuits swell in the stomach immediately. It can It ’s strange to be so good. This dog is too young to eat so much. "

The man immediately felt that this Nima's stomach was almost bursting. No wonder the vomiting and diarrhea were caused. This is the self-protection mechanism of the stomach.

"Little bunny! Let me feed you blindly! I'll give you nothing to do!"

The middle-aged man blushed old and raised his hand to frighten the chubby tiger, but eventually he was not willing to fight.

The chubby tiger simply hid behind Zhang Zi'an and looked at his father in guilty conscience.

Zhang Zi'an educated the chubby tiger: "In the future, you must not feed blindly. This time it should be fine. Buy some medicine and eat it. Don't feed it today. It should be fine tomorrow."

"I'm sorry, boss, this time I'm too reckless! I'm sorry for you, almost wronged you!" The middle-aged man made a blush and a thick neck, and there were also Zhao Qi and Liu Wenying watching beside him, which made him I'm sorry.