Suddenly there was a panda cub at his feet. Nanyin's first reaction was to sneak away.
She subconsciously stretched out her hand, and the black and white glutinous rice dumplings fell into her arms.
"grandmother!"
The little kid who was caught off guard and changed his position not only did not panic at all, but actually had the aura of a general.
Very calm.
It was the title that came out of this little mouth that made Nanyin have the urge to vomit three liters of blood.
"I told you to call me by name, don't call me grandma."
She corrected her sternly, and the little boy stared at her with his big black eyes and made a sweet sound.
"Okay grandma!"
"puff!"
Sheng Ya and the others burst into laughter, Nan Yin flew over with a glare, and the joking words that came to their mouths were swallowed back immediately.
He also made a zipper gesture to show that they would shut up.
Seeing this, Nanyin lowered his head in satisfaction, looked at the little boy and said angrily, "Little Winter Melon, you said you are only so big, why do you have an inverse bone all over your body?"
"like me!"
Little Pumpkin answered happily.
Before Nanyin had time to react, Xiao Donggua patted her paws, "Yes, I look like daddy!"
Very proud.
The little ones are cute too.
The corner of Nanyin's mouth twitched, "Don't be like your dad. Your dad is also a thorn."
The 'good deeds' that Little Pumpkin has done are something that people can't stop talking about for days and nights.
It has no place in learning from advanced elements, but it has the first place in being naughty and mischievous.
Observing discipline and being sunny have no place in it, but letting yourself go and being reckless is on the list.
In short, Little Pumpkin is a panda who has shortcomings in all aspects except his appearance.
But no one hates it, after all, its appearance and this black and white fur coat make it invincible.
When humans act naughty and make trouble, outsiders look at them and shake their heads, and parents look at them and feel itchy hands.
Giant pandas are naughty and mischievous, and people only praise them for being cute.
So, it's not a big problem.
If you don't expect them to go to the battlefield or contribute to the economy, just pamper them and let them go.
Little Pumpkin also noticed this, and when he heard the voice, Mengmeng retorted, "Nannan, don't talk nonsense, I'm not a prickly head, I'm a big cute little pumpkin."
"Yes, yes, you are so cute."
Sheng Ya rubbed its big head and asked curiously, "Why did you come here with the little winter melon?"
If I remember correctly, the little winter melon should be staying with its mother, Da Tiantian, at this time.
"Tiantian is drunk and can't take care of the baby."
The little pumpkin smashed his mouth and said words with a cute face that made Nanyin and the others' blood surge.
"Ajin and the others are also drunk. Many furries are drunk."
Glancing at the little cub in Nanyin's arms, holding milk fruit in his paws and eating happily, he said with some regret, "That means the little cub is too young to drink, otherwise he and I would also be in the drunken army now."
The atmosphere became quiet.
Nanyin and the others looked at the two panda cubs, one big and one small. After a long silence, they asked, "Where did you get the wine?"
It is true that there are many drinks prepared for this buffet, but this wine is not prepared.
It's not that I'm afraid of getting into an accident if I'm drunk, it's because I'm really out of wine.
The wine they had brewed earlier had long been consumed by the dean and the others who drank twice a day.
I did brew another batch, but according to the timeline, it shouldn't be ready yet.
"Feifei and the others took it out."
The flying words in the little pumpkin's mouth are talking about Figs.
Ever since Nanyin figured out the recipe for brewing wine, he plunged into the brewing industry and got busy.
For this reason, I even left my job behind.
At first, the dean was very angry with him for not doing his job properly. After learning that his goal was to restore the white wine, red wine, rice wine and other drinks made by his ancestors, the dean and others who were curious about wine gave him great support.
As it turned out, Figgers was a talent, a born brewmaster.
It's not the kind where God feeds him food, but the kind where God opens his mouth, stuffs food into his mouth, and then closes his mouth for him.
When someone makes wine for the first time, there will inevitably be some problems.
Without him, all the processes are completed in one go.
The quality of the drinks that come out is also excellent.
Apart from the fact that I didn’t brew much when I was brewing for the first time because I was worried about spoiling the brew and wasting food, there was no other problem.
So, as soon as Fegus brought out the wine, Nanyin and the others became interested.
"What kind of wine did he bring out?"
"White, red, beer, and yellow."
The little pumpkin just opens his mouth and sings a jingle.
There are quite a lot of varieties.
Why did this suddenly get better?
"Go and have a look?"
Miriam, a good drinker, couldn't sit still and started to move her feet.
Nanyin and the others looked at each other and nodded in unison.
"Let's go and see why his wine suddenly became better."
The time was too short. Is what Figgus brought out really wine?
Other water? !
As it turns out, their worries were unfounded.
What Figgus brought out was really wine, and it was indeed red, white, beer and yellow.
Moreover, the texture and taste can be said to be top-notch.
Especially the light-flavor liquor, which is soft, refreshing and not stuck in the throat after one sip. Nanyin, who is not a good drinker, can't help but take another sip.
Johannes only loves boiled eggs with rice wine. After showing off a bowl of rice wine, he licked his lips and shouted, "Fly, fly, if I remember correctly, you have a lot of money with this batch of wine." It only took half a month, how could it be cured so quickly?"
As soon as this topic came up, Nanyin and the others' ears perked up.
Figgus chuckled, "Curious?"
Isn't this nonsense?
Not curious who asked him.
Everyone's answer was a roll of eyes.
Johannes even grabbed his neck and shook him, "Let me tell you, people who like to show off are easily beaten to death, do you understand?"
Figgus chuckled, "Beat you to death before I am beaten to death."
Glancing at the hand on his neck, he said angrily, "If you don't take it away, I'll chop your hand off."
This threat was a bit harsh, so Johannes let go immediately, "Take it away, tell me quickly."
"I have a secret weapon..."
He paused, and Nanyin and the others looked more expectant.
"What secret weapon?"
"Time accelerator!"
Nanyin and the others, who thought it was some kind of black technology product, immediately stopped talking, but then they thought it was wrong.
"Wait, we brought a time accelerator?"
"No, but it can be assembled."
Pointing to Jing Xilin and the others who were jumping in line to the east, Figes smiled and said, "I asked Lao Jing and the others to assemble a large time accelerator."
Nanyin wondered, "Why didn't I know?"
She, Jing Xilin, Wang Peilan and the others squatted in the workroom every day and worked hard. Normally, the modification of the time accelerator should not be hidden from her.
But she didn't know, which was a bit strange.
"Why don't you know you don't have a clue?"
Figgs was speechless at her question, "You forget yourself as soon as you get into work, and you don't even know if you don't quit and thunder over your head, who's to blame?"
