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Mengmeng¡¯s oil painting was not returned to her in the end, so she had to paint another one and hang it up for exhibition in the village.
Recently, when tourists come to the village, they can see this painting and the place where it was inspired.
On a rice field in the village, a statue was made based on the appearance of the little boy in the painting and stood on the ridge. There was an explanation in front of it, and tourists also came here to take pictures.
Wearing the same clothes as the statue, Ba Wa stood in front of the tourists and said with great dignity: "Did you see it? That's what I looked like when I was a child. It was my sister who drew me into it."
The tourists looked at him carefully and found that he was indeed somewhat similar to the statue. They suddenly said curiously: "You two siblings have such a good relationship. With such a sister here, you are not bad at all."
"Of course." Ba Wa said as proudly as she could: "My sister is the best to me, and I like my sister the most."
Among the whole family, only the eighth baby looks the most like Mengmeng. He is twelve years old, has very white skin, big and bright eyes, and his smile is particularly cute.
Seeing him like this, the tourists suddenly asked, "Can we take a photo with you? Can you take a photo with us by assuming the pose in the painting?"
Ba Wa didn't expect that someone wanted to take a photo with him. He, a smart little kid, immediately realized the business opportunity here and said smartly: "You can take a photo with me if you want. My photos are very valuable. Take a photo." ,five yuan."
"Hey, is this too expensive?" Although the tourists were mentally prepared, they were still frightened by his price.
Ba Wa stopped smiling, crossed his arms and said, "It's up to you. Anyway, if you take a picture of me, you can tell others when you go back, look, this is the little boy in the UN championship painting."
"It makes sense." The tourists thought about it over and over again, and some people were still willing to spend the money.
There was an anxious female tourist who gave her man a camera. She walked up to Ba Wa with her child and said to her man: "You are already here, why don't you take a photo?" I can still afford five yuan."
After Bawa received the money, he immediately posed in a coordinated manner, making his appearance look perfect. The man who took the photo was not polite and took several photos.
Other tourists saw it and thought that if they paid once, they could take several photos. Thinking that they were not at a disadvantage, they quickly took out the money and wanted to take a photo with Ba Wa.
As a result, on this day, Ba Wa easily made a hundred and dozens of dollars. This was the most pocket money he had ever earned since he was a child. It was so beautiful that he almost stopped floating.
"Sister, sister, I bought snacks for you." Ba Wa ran into Lao Feng's house and stuffed a bag of snacks into Mengmeng's arms.
Mengmeng opened it in confusion and found that it contained fruit peel, raccoon crispy noodles, Malice chocolate, and orange syrup.
Mengmeng asked in confusion: "Why did you buy me so many things?"
Ba Wa was so proud that he told her what had happened. After that, he thanked her: "Sister, thanks to you for drawing me into the painting, those tourists were willing to take pictures with me. I made money." I immediately bought snacks for my sister to eat.¡±
"Oh, that's it. You're pretty good at melon seeds. You're so good. Let's eat them together."
Mengmeng pinched her brother's fat face, opened the snack bag, and shared some with him. The two of them sat in the yard, squeezing the crispy noodles.
¡°Sister, my bag is barbecue flavored, what¡¯s the flavor of your bag?¡±
Mengmeng took a bite and said, "It's flavored with five-spice beef. Let me give you some."
The two of them were eating happily, and Yuanzi was peeking around, looking at them. Without paying attention, he stretched out his paws secretly and quietly hooked the bag of snacks.
It picked up the fruit peel, smelled it, and threw it aside without interest. I picked up the bag of Malisin again and kneaded the red packaging bag for a long time. I couldn't figure out where the opening was, so I had to give up.
Immediately afterwards, it took out a can of orange sugar water and stared at the transparent glass for a long time. Finally, it recognized that it contained fruit, and its eyes suddenly lit up.
But how to eat this?
Yuanzi tried to stuff the whole can into his mouth, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, it was hard. It grabbed it and shook it vigorously, but still couldn't open it, and suddenly screamed in grievance.
"Hey, the bear wants to eat." It held the can and came to Mengmeng, looking at her eagerly.
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The tourists around said at this time: "This panda doesn't need to lose weight. It's not fat at all. At most, it's a little rounder. It's a blessing to be able to eat. It's better to eat more."
"Eat quickly, this pancake is so delicious, and there is a basket here. We all want to eat it."
The tourists were booing, and Yuanzi was indeed anxious. He turned around and sat up. Beier cherished the piece of cake and stared at the tourists with great vigilance.
Seeing that it was willing to get up, Mengmeng said happily: "Yuanzai, don't lose your temper with me. If I don't say you are fat, just eat it."
"Eat, panda, if you don't want to eat, we will eat." The group of tourists giggled and pretended to take the basket in Mengmeng's hand.
Yuanzai was so anxious that he stood up with a cry. He stuffed the pancake into his mouth with one hand and tried to reach it with the other hand, but it was in the garden, separated by a small canal, so he couldn't reach it. ah.
Mengmeng quickly comforted it and said: "I won't give it to others, but I will leave it to you to eat. Don't be anxious, eat slowly."
She quickly tied up a piece of pancake and fished it for Yuanzai. Yuanzai caught it with a swish, pulled off the pancake and ate it happily.
¡°Bah, bah, bah,¡± this panda is starving to death. It wants to take back all the food it didn¡¯t eat yesterday.
Yuan Zai sat down on the ground and slurped up the moon cake. After finishing the moon cake, he ate fruit, then biscuits, then drank a basin of milk, and then begged Mengmeng for a cake.
Mengmeng threw the last few pancakes to it. Seeing how delicious it was, the children around were greedy. They walked quietly to Mengmeng and looked at her with their heads. The basket said: "Sister, what does the moon cake taste like? Are there any more?"
Mengmeng opened the empty basket to show them, pointed at Yuanzai and said: "No more, the last few pieces went into its mouth. This is a very ordinary mooncake, specially for pandas to eat."
The children swallowed their saliva. They thought the mooncake must be delicious, otherwise why would the panda eat it so deliciously?
They didn¡¯t dare to make a fuss, so they just ran back to pester their mother and said, ¡°Mom, I want to eat that mooncake too, I want to eat it, I want to eat it.¡±
These parents were so troubled that they had no choice but to go to the zoo staff and say: "Do you sell pancakes here? They are the kind that pandas eat, round and filled with carrots."
¡°No, that¡¯s for pandas to eat, not for humans.¡±
The staff rejected the tourists, but when they came to their senses, they privately pondered whether they could develop a mooncake and sell it in the zoo.
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