Chapter 37: Family Matters (7)

(7) The catastrophe of Beibei Duck

He is the kind of Northwest man who likes Japanese women, and he will only have a sense of accomplishment when he sees a woman kneeling on the ground and mopping the floor. In particular, this woman's education is two levels higher than his. How proudly he boasted in front of his friends that he couldn't go singing or drinking tea, and that he had to go home and, because only the bathroom at home was the cleanest and didn't smell at all!

I have a bookstore that has been open for four years, and it is a bookstore that only sells my own books, and I have to pay more than 2,000 a month, all from the stock market. So far, not a single book has been sold, and the visitors are all acquaintances who have come to ask for books, but they have brought their surplus things, such as cooking oil, hairtail, fruits, or bedding and handicrafts produced in their own factories.

Now I've decided to start a new business in my bookstore – duckling cure!

My duckling specializes in depression, think, it's so little pitiful, standing on your right hand, constantly pecking at your left hand, what else do you have to be depressed!

Is my idea creative?

It's not easy to get a decent picture of the Baby Duck. First of all, it doesn't bathe at all, and it doesn't stay in the basin for a minute before jumping out.

Secondly, when it sees the camera, it runs quickly, and the photos it takes are really difficult to get into the hall of elegance.

In the end, it eats in such an indecent way that it has to bulge its neck before it looks up, which is as funny as a pot-bellied man, and has no face.

Last night, there was a sudden heavy rain, and it seemed that the nest made by the carton box of the Baby Duck was in danger, so I put on a raincoat to see.

As a result, it was not in a cardboard box, but turned into a duck in soup, complaining to the turtle!

I carried it into the house and dried it up, and it was honest again, combing its feathers on my palm, and it was really good that the Pei boy captured a set of photos.

Looking at the photos, it's time to go to bed late at night, the neck is still bulging, and you can still eat it if you want to feed it again, I don't know if you eat it tightly, will it die?

Beibei Duck lost his mate the next day after arriving home, this first catastrophe.

Because the duckling was less than three days old, it could not be regarded as the Bei family, so it was buried under the big tree in the community garden.

Since then, Beibei Duck has fallen into the problem of calling loudly when no one is seen. Fortunately, the neighbor's house has a dog, and everything is safe.

On the fifth day of arriving home, Beibei Duck took a photo for the first time, and the photo was posted on the Internet, where hundreds of people witnessed its demeanor (see "My Duckling Will Heal"). The two-week picture grew a little longer and could also play on the terrace on its own, and at that moment, it jumped into the tortoise's bath. This second calamity.

Every time the turtle eats the fish offal, it is greasy, so I put them in the rice water, and as soon as the rice water ferments, the turtle is clean. But the duckling jumped in and became a duck in the soup.

If Mr. Pei hadn't taken a look at it every day before going to work, it would have drowned.

I washed it with warm water and wrapped it in my arms for a long time before it regained its fluffy appearance. From then on, it stopped playing in the water or bathing, and put it in the basin, just using its mouth to find out if there was any food. As soon as it turned around, it jumped out.