Panda Criminal Investigation Team

Primer August 8th,

The clock points to 4:30,

The knock on the door rang right on time.Cai Xiaobao is short,

Can't reach the doorbell on the wall.

Grandma immediately put down the housework in her hands,

bounce off the couch,

wiped his hands on his apron,

Opening the door for her precious grandson as fast as she could.

"Baby is back? Are you good at school today?"

Cai Xiaobao pouted,

Kicked off his shoes: "It's so hot, it's so hot, I want to eat ice cream."

Grandma knelt down to put on slippers for him,

She took away his small schoolbag again, and after serving the little ancestor to wash his hands, she said in a conferring tone, "Dinner is about to come,

Now eating ice cream is not good for the stomach,

Shall we have some fruit? "

Cai Xiaobao nodded and bargained: "Then I want to drink juice,

Have ice cream at night. "

"Okay, okay, okay," grandma turned her head to look at grandpa on the sofa, "Damn old man, why don't you hurry up and cut the fruit and squeeze out a glass of juice."

Grandpa let out an ouch, propped himself up from the sofa, and murmured, "Isn't it good to eat fruit?

what juice to drink,

Nutrients are gone. "

But he couldn't stand the request of his precious grandson, and soon delivered a glass of fresh orange juice to Xiaobao.

Cai Xiaobao drank two sips of the fruit juice, and started to feel hungry again, clamoring to turn over the snack jars on the coffee table.Grandpa said a few words to him, but he couldn't control it. After a while, three jars were spread on the table, which contained candies, chocolates and biscuits.

Cai Xiaobao stuffed two spherical chocolates and a piece of strawberry sandwich biscuit into his mouth, and coveted the food in the tin can in another corner.The tin can has been aged, and a piece of the green iron sheet has fallen off, revealing the black rust underneath, and a big red flower is printed on it. It was something my grandparents used when they were young, and it has been used until now.

"What's delicious in that jar?" Xiaobao asked childishly.

"That's what grandparents eat, you don't want to eat it." Grandma said.

"I want to eat, I want to eat!" Xiaobao acted coquettishly with dancing and dancing: "Open it quickly, open it quickly."

Grandma opened the green tin can with some embarrassment: "We bought this to eat for ourselves. It's cheap and not tasty."

Xiaobao doesn't understand the difference between the bulk biscuits in the tin can and the beautifully packaged imported biscuits in his hand, as long as he has never seen it before, it is attractive.His little hand reached out to the tin can, and grabbed a piece of powdery biscuit out.Grandma wanted to stop her, but Grandpa said, "Just let him eat it. The child is so delicate now. Didn't we all eat these biscuits when we were young? They are all good things."

Grandma explained: "I'm afraid he won't like it, it's not comparable to what he usually eats."

"If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it." The grandfather said with a kind smile to his grandson: "This is the biscuit that my grandfather ate when he was a child. Try it, do you like it?"

Xiao Bao stuffed the biscuit in his hand into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls, and curled his lips: "It's not tasty, I won't eat it." After speaking, he continued to unwrap the candy in front of him.

Grandparents are busy with housework, and Xiaobao sits on the floor next to the sofa and plays with the robot while doing homework. It is the same as usual in the evening.But today, Little Treasure hadn't written a word in his homework book, and the robot's armor hadn't completed a transformation, so he suddenly cried out in pain.

Grandma kept rubbing her hands on the apron, and ran out of the kitchen: "My little ancestor, what's the matter with you?"

Xiaobao was rubbing his stomach and complaining: "Grandma, I'm so sad, I want to vomit."

Grandma was very distressed, but she said: "I told you not to eat so much food, but you didn't listen. Are you feeling uncomfortable now? Do you dare to eat indiscriminately next time?"

Xiao Bao frowned and begged for mercy: "Don't dare, never dare again."

"Then you should rest for a while and see if you still feel uncomfortable for a while. If you feel uncomfortable again, wait for Mom and Dad to come back and take you to see a doctor." Grandma said to the grandpa holding the spatula: "Old man, the child has eaten his stomach. Let's cook some porridge."

Grandpa began to cook porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, which was Xiaobao's favorite drink, but Xiaobao's screams did not stop, but became louder and shriller, and finally he became tired and whimpered.Only then did grandma realize that there was something wrong with Xiaobao, his usually red face was a little too red, as if it had a layer of purple on it.Xiaobao walked towards her with his arms open, his body crooked, as if he was drunk, and after walking a few steps, his feet went limp, and with a plop, he fell in front of grandma.

Grandma was startled and almost fell herself, but she immediately supported the wall and rushed towards her grandson. At this time, Xiaobao's limbs were already twitching, like a puppet out of control in a children's play.Grandma turned his face around, only to see a faint layer of black on his face, but white foam kept gushing out from the corner of his mouth. She remembered the hairy crab that Xiaobao usually likes to eat. Xiaobao once smiled at her Say, "Grandma, grandma, crabs spit bubbles!"

"Old man! Old man! Come quickly!"

Grandma fell to the ground and let out a cry of horror.