"Brother, look at that elephant, its legs are thicker than my waist!"

Looking at the elephants in the enclosure, my sister stretched her arms and gestured exaggeratedly.

I glanced down, stretched out my hand and gently pinched her slender waist, I couldn't help laughing,

"I guess it's twice the size of your waist!"

"Twice?" My sister pinched her waist, and then zoomed in twice, "Is it that thick?"

I chuckled, raised my hand and fondly stroked her head, while turning my head to look at my mother beside me,

"Now let's go see a rhino or a hippo, how about that?"

"I want to see a giraffe!" My sister squinted her eyes with enjoyment, and pouted her wet and full mouth slightly.

"Then go see the giraffes!"

My mother casually followed her sister's suggestion.

Then, we walked to the giraffe pavilion.

In fact, the animals in the zoo are completely different from the animals on the African savannah shown on TV.

Take giraffes for example, the giraffes in the zoo do not need to raise their heads to reach for the leaves at all. If genetics is really a matter of use and loss, I guess the giraffes in the zoo will become another after a few generations. Species - Giraffe.

"so high!"

Standing outside the high iron fence, my sister couldn't help but sigh.

They are indeed quite high, and I estimate that they stand up to a height of more than one and a half floors.

"Brother, look, look, look!"

My sister suddenly seemed to have discovered a new world. One hand held my arm, and the other hand pointed to a giraffe that was about to stand up.

"Look at the way it stands up, it's so funny!"

Giraffes have a little difficulty climbing down or standing up because their necks are too long.

But existence is reasonable, and since God gave them a long neck, he would naturally teach them how to deal with the inconvenience of a long neck.

Head back, then forward, using inertia to get up.

"Are you funny?" I lowered my head and leaned into my sister's ear, "Do you know how funny you are when you climbed onto my bed in the morning and rolled up the quilt like a caterpillar?"

My joking words made my sister blush a little bit. She put her elbow on my stomach lightly, and then gave me an angry look,

"Hate!"

I bent down slightly, then reached out and touched my stomach, looking at her with a slightly flattering smile.

After watching the giraffes, then the hippos and rhinos.

The hippo was probably hiding in the water because it was too hot, and it didn't climb out even after watching it in front of the glass window for a long time, which made the elder sister dissatisfied.

Then there are rhinos. Rhinos are quite big, but my sister doesn't understand why they call them "cow", just because they are like cows, with two horns?

Among them, the big horn of the rhino has been sawed off. My sister suspects that it was done by poachers. I think it should be sawed off by the zoo.

After watching Rhino, it was almost twelve o'clock.

"Children, are you hungry?"

After walking out of the rhino pavilion, my mother raised her wrist and looked at the time.

"It's a bit!" My sister looked down at her flat stomach, then shrank back suddenly, holding her breath, "Mom, look at it, it's starving!"

"If that's the case, let's go shopping for a while!" Mom said to me with a smile.

"Umm..." My sister stared at her, looking at her mother angrily.

I chuckled, gently pulled my sister's thick hair, stroked it gently, and then took out the ticket from my pocket.

"I think there should be a restaurant in the zoo!"

"It's over at the playground!" Mom turned to look in the direction of the Ferris wheel. "Last time I brought the two of you to visit the zoo, but you two spent a day in the playground."

I remember the last time I came, it should have been many years ago. As for the specific number of years, it is estimated that there should be eight years if not ten years.

"Then let's go!"

The playground is located in the northwest corner of the zoo. There is no way. A place like a zoo where there are many children must have a playground.

Ferris wheel should be a very romantic entertainment project, but unfortunately my sister has acrophobia.

Such as pirate ship, rushing into the sky, rotating flying chair, etc., these projects are more suitable for adults, but we just watched the excitement when we passed by, and did not mean to play.

The dining area is right next to the playground.

Randomly found a store that looked relatively fast, and we walked in.

It was meal time, so there seemed to be a lot of people, but our luck seemed to be good. As soon as we entered the store, the waiter just packed a table.

"The three of you, please!"

The waiter warmly invited us to the table. After sitting down, he took out a small notebook and a ballpoint pen from the pocket of his apron.

"What to eat?"

My mother turned her attention to me and my sister, probably meaning to let us decide for ourselves.

"I want two or two small noodles."

In fact, when I walked into the store, I had already decided what to eat, but for some reason, I turned my head and pretended to look at the price list on the wall before saying casually.

"I want small noodles too!" My sister immediately raised her hand to echo me.

"Then let's have three-point noodles!" Mom smiled slightly, "Use a disposable lunch box and chopsticks, thank you!"

"OK, just a second!"

The waiter turned and left with a smile.

The chatter of the people eating, the whirring of the fan... all kinds of sounds mixed together, making it extraordinarily lively and noisy.

My sister was sitting next to me, her little hand and my fingers were clasped tightly, and the other little hand was waving exaggeratedly as she spoke.

My mother and I both looked at her with a smile on our faces, just like when we were young, listening to her hype or making up her own stories, or hearing things from classmates, but only she believed it was real.

For example, my sister is now blowing us the history of the evolution of "humans" all the way from primitive Australopithecus.

It's a pity, I really can't compliment her history, and she can make up and tell the truth, what should I say? As expected of a novel?

"Sister Yuanmou and the people from Zhoukoudian in Beijing, I'm afraid they are not from the same era!"

I corrected him with a speechless smile.

"Why is it not from the same era, they are all primitive people in ancient times, right, Mom!"

"Yes!" Mom couldn't help but nodded vigorously with a smile, "Don't listen to your brother's nonsense, just keep talking."

Looking at the smile on my mother's face, no matter how I look at it, it gives me the kind of feeling that she is looking at her "mentally retarded" daughter.