"It's up! It's up!"
Lin Youyu came home with the lock he just bought from the grocery store, and the first time he opened the door, he heard the parrot's unique grunting sound.
In addition to this, there is the chaos of the always-behaved cats fighting in the living room.
On the heating pad in the living room, two cats hugged each other and were rolling and fighting. The other cats were so startled that they moved away. They either jumped on the sofa or hid in the corner. All kinds of meowing and hissing sounded sharply, and the whole group of cats were stunned. Uneasy.
The bird that made that call was standing in the restaurant area some distance away, flying on the back of the chair to watch the fire from the other side.
"It's fighting! It's fighting!" the white parrot shouted, fanning its wings, watching the fun.
If Lin Lan, who was helping to serve dishes in the kitchen, just watched the whole thing from the door of the messy scene in front of her, she might have wronged the two cats who suddenly got into a fight.
So Lin Youyu, who was still confused at the door, saw his daughter come out of the kitchen with a sullen face, put the two bowls of rice in her hands on the table, turned her hands and grabbed it, and called out on the back of the chair next to her. Stopped big parrot.
"Fight up... quack!"
Lin Lan is very skilled in pinching Xiaokui, just like catching a chicken in the countryside, pinching the parrot's two wings together with one hand, and at the same time pinching its beak with the other hand and pulling it around the bird's neck, Soon, the bird's head with strong lethality was stuffed under the pinched wings. At a glance, it was like plucking the neck and bleeding at any time.
"It's all quiet, don't fight!" Lin Lan turned to look at the two cats who were still hugging and fighting, "Toffee, Jin Tan, if you two don't stay apart again at night, you're not allowed to. Have a meal!"
This sentence is better than anything else. The silver gradient and Siamese cat, who had been fighting so hard just now, immediately separated. The two cats were in a state of embarrassment at this time. Fortunately, there was no real injury, so Lin Lan breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, both cats meow at her very aggrieved, and the complaints generally say that the other suddenly hit it first.
"It's not you who bite your tails, it's this guy." Raising the chicken with only two claws left in vain, Lin Lan helped the kittens clear their misunderstandings and let them continue on Staying on the floor mat, he said he was going to clean up the broken bird, "Dad, are you back? Wait a minute, I'll have dinner later."
After speaking, he carried the big parrot that had no resistance and entered his room.
As the door was closed gently, Lin Youyu and the cats turned their heads and stared in the direction of the door.
It's really dead.
Father Lin sighed and shook his head. Except for the two years when he was first sent to foster care, Lan Lan had not taught Xiaokui a lesson so rudely for a long time.
In the past, the old Yu family always wondered why Xiaokui was so flattering to his family Lanlan, and this was the answer.
With the attitude of catching a parrot like catching a chicken and killing a chicken, how could the family dare to tell others that the girl taught his family to be disobedient.
A few minutes later, the door of the room opened, and the cockatoo was standing on Lin Lan's shoulders with its head down, its wings tucked and its head tucked in, looking like a well-behaved and sensible honesty.
Father Lin hurried forward and took a closer look. Well, not a single hair was lost, and outwardly, he was not beaten, but he seemed to have suffered a lot of mental blows.
"What's wrong with Xiaokui?" He also heard the movement in the living room, but Wang Xiuzhi, who had just come out because he was busy in the kitchen, couldn't help but ask one more question.
Grandma Lin, who had been sitting in the restaurant, was covering her mouth and giggling, and only now said, "Look at what Lan Lan is holding in her hand."
Lin's father and Lin's mother followed the pointer and looked at their daughter's hand, and immediately laughed.
It was a packet of fried millet with sugar.
Lin Lan took the bird to the coffee table in the living room, emptied a small plate of fruit on the table, and poured the whole bag of millet into it, then put the parrot on the coffee table.
She pushed the plate of millet in front of the parrot: "Xiao Kui, do you know what to do?"
The parrot's sunflower crown stood up at the moment, and directly shouted: "Cruel! Cruel!" It was obviously a rough bird's voice, but there was a trace of grief and anger.
"Don't be long-winded, you will be punished if you do something wrong!" Lin Lan was not used to it, and her face was ruthless, "Old rules, peel this plate of millet for me. If you dare to steal it in the middle, believe it or not, I will give it to me tomorrow. Change your mother to a more beautiful bird son!"
When she was talking, she knocked on the coffee table, and a group of cats nearby tacitly leaned towards the table, all staring at the parrot with their cat eyes. Having lost the protection of humans, the lowly bird who had always had nothing to fear now finally knows that he is afraid.
Lanlan just said that it was the bird that caused the trouble, and these little cats all remembered it.
"Beauty! Beautiful!" Knowing that she was afraid, Xiaokui began to confess and was busy trying to please Lin Lan.
It's a pity that I can only get a ruthless response: "Peel!"
Most parrots feed on nuts and fruits, and the cockatoo is no exception. It is not only a master at knocking melon seeds, but its strong and powerful beak is also a weapon for opening nut shells. Threatened by both humans and cats, Xiaokui began to work aggrievedly.
He stretched out his claws and grabbed a chestnut from the plate very flexibly. The little guy opened his bird's beak and clicked twice, and the sugar-fried chestnut that had a hole was instantly tossed off most of its shell, revealing the tender yellow flesh inside. , it pecked another small half of the shell that was attached to it, and it fell off.
"Put the peeled ones here." Lin Lan pushed the empty bag containing the millet in front of him, and clicked the bag to signal it to be put away.
The sweet and delicious fruit was in her paws but she couldn't eat it in one bite. Xiaokui was extremely aggrieved, but under the power of humans and cats, she could only do it honestly.
At the other end of the restaurant, looking at the arrogant parrot surrounded by his daughter and cats, the elders of the old Lin family laughed all the way.
Well, I let you lift the cage several times in front of you to escape from prison, and go to the cat behind your back to make fun of it, but now you have offended both the human and the cat.
It wasn't the first time that Xiaokui had to peel the nuts. Every time this rotten bird started to be rude and did something too much, Lin Lan would force it more and more times. , this Yu family will naturally restrain as soon as he dominates, and he will learn to be flattering without a teacher.
It may be that it has been well-behaved in the past few years, and Lin Lan has not tossed it any more. It has been peaceful. This year, the Lin family suddenly saw so many cats.
Although it was to punish Xiaokui, there were cats present this year. Of course, Lin Lan couldn't have left this bird alone with so many cats. After supervising it really peeled off a small plate of millet, she put the bird back on her shoulders. He carried the bag of peeled millet back to the dining area.
"Go into the cage." As soon as the bird was stuffed into the cage, Lin Lan closed the cage door and took the lock that Dad just bought and fastened it. Xiaokui is also honest now, holding on to the crossbar in the cage with shy brows. Silently.
Just waiting for Lin Lan to walk away, its small claws moved to the farthest edge in the direction of the restaurant, and it stretched its neck across the fence to look at the human table. Seeing that someone actually reached into the bag to eat the millet, the parrot let out a sad cry, then moved its paws to the far end of the other end of the bar, and turned its head to show that it didn't want to look anymore.
This act made the old Lin family, who was deliberately teasing it, laugh again.
"Will the skin be skinned next time? The skin will be like this again next time." Father Lin took out another piece of millet meat to tease the bird, his face was sullen, and he couldn't help thinking that the girl's trick was really amazing. After a long memory, I can stop a lot this year.
After dinner was successfully finished, Lin Lan went to feed the cat with cat food, while Father Lin found an unused dark sheet to cover the bird cage.
The silver gradient and Siamese cat who had been bullied by Xiaokui soon forgot their previous emotions under the double comfort of the delicious cat meal and the reward of dried fish, especially when the bed sheet was covered with the bird cage and the bird could no longer be seen. Figure, the two cats completely left it behind, and began to play heartlessly again.
It should be said that it is the IQ of two or three years old, how can it be forgotten quickly
Lin Lan, who was also worried about the revenge behind the kitten, couldn't help but laugh.
Father Lin was still a little worried.
In the past, there was only one snowflake in the house, and he was domesticated and had a docile and obedient personality. Now, facing so many cats with stray experience, who might have preyed on birds, he really had no idea.
"Mother Lan Lan, why don't we move the cage to our house? I'm still worried about putting Xiaokui together with so many cats." It is difficult to guarantee that there will be no more moths in the future, so to be safe, it is better to separate into two rooms for safety.
"As long as it's not noisy, I'll do whatever." Wang Xiuzhi also understood her husband's mentality and replied directly.
"That's fine, I'm putting sheets on the cage, it won't make any noise."
In this way, the couple discussed Xiaokui's new trend. Lin Lan had no problem with it, and it was good to separate. Although this lesson was learned, there is a high probability that the chicken won't make trouble again, but she didn't dare to bet small. probability of surprise.
She is only able to communicate with cats, not to fully control the cats' actions. Once a cat can't restrain her instincts, Xiaokui may really only be seven years old - this is still the premise of a successful New Year's Eve.
Listening to their conversation, Grandma Lin looked at the balcony while holding the teacup and said a word: "The Yu family is back to their hometown today, and the people in the back building who are going to go back are going too soon."
After being mentioned by grandma, the rest of the family also thought of it.
This is a talk from experience. The return of the Yu Lingling family to their hometown is the beginning, and it is the prelude of the tenants to rush the Spring Festival. People in the small building start to leave for the station every day.
Qian Xuan was the first one after Lao Yu's house. After the three-day business trip, she hurriedly came to the teahouse to pick up her pet.
"Niuniu!" He personally took the cat out of the cat cage in the small cubicle. The shit shovel officer secretly weighed the cat's weight. It was very good, not thin.
Out of the corner of his eye, he peeked at the contents of the cat cage again. The food was the cat food she gave, the water was warm water in a constant temperature water bowl. The smile on his face suddenly brightened.
"Thank you, Lin Lan, for helping me take care of Niuniu." She was really satisfied with the three days of foster care. As for the cat spirit, since she came here, Niuniu has been scolding and meowing while holding her tightly. It's very obvious that it doesn't stop.
"You're welcome, I also collect money to do errands." Lin Lan stretched out her hand and smoothed the blue cat's fur, "This kitten is quite emotional when you haven't come for three days, and she is too lazy to go out of the cage to play. You can ask for it when you go back. Well coaxed."
After hearing this, Qian Xuan smiled even more: "This is a squeamish and clingy spirit." She reached out her hand and patted her pet, and she also said hello to Lin Lan, "But my company will officially have a holiday tomorrow, so I want to coax her. After returning home."
"Really, this year's holiday is quite early. I wish you and Niuniu a smooth journey."
"According to your auspicious words, I will come back to bring you special products after the new year!"
Qian Xuan hugged the cat and left happily, but Lin Lan was reminded by her of something else.
She turned her head to look at Song Xinmin and Miss Wang in the store, both of whom were tenants who moved in years ago: "You...really don't go back during Chinese New Year?"
Sister Tang Xiaoya said that she will go home this weekend at the latest, but Lin Lan, the resident population of these two teahouses, is really hard to say.
"No!" The eldest lady replied stubbornly, she seemed to be puffed up at the thought of her face, they all disliked her inability to be independent, and this year she will be independent for a year to show them, hum!
Well, seeing the expression on the young lady's face, Lin Lan knew that there was no need to ask any further questions.
Song Xinmin was in a calm mood: "I definitely won't go back. I have told my family about this a long time ago, and they also support me. Every Spring Festival when I go outside, I will video chat with my family members, even if they are not around, they can Know my situation." At the end, he laughed.
With an open-minded family that is willing to support him in pursuing his dreams, he is already happier than many of his peers.
Going home for the New Year, some people are happy and some people are not happy.
The day after Qian Xuan's departure, Xu Xiangfei, who lived on the fourth floor, also led the dog to go home, but compared to the happiness of others, this one was reluctant to go back.
"You haven't seen your parents for a year, shouldn't you be happy when you finally go back?" Lin Lan asked curiously when they met halfway through.
The always lively Doubi youth returned to her with a smirk this time: "Hehe, in the face of the 18th marriage urge from them and relatives, do you still think it's a happy thing to go home for the New Year?"