Qi Guang soon discovered that the chick was not only losing its feathers, but it was also not gaining any meat at all.
What did he look like when he was just caught by the cat? He ate a whole corn but he still looked like this. He even looked thinner because of the hair loss. He huddled in the bamboo chicken coop, looking sick and listless.
"Da Mao, it's time to eat." Qi Guang opened the chicken coop and took out the chicks. The chicks squatted in his hand with their wings folded, tilted their heads back and opened their mouths wide, waiting to be fed.
Damao is the name Qi Guang gave to the chick, expressing his hope that the chick will grow more hair and meat, grow bigger and stronger as soon as possible, and hopefully even lay eggs.
"Big Hair" Heath opened his little pointed mouth and swallowed another spoonful of corn porridge fed by Yuying. He smacked his lips but tasted the food without tasting it. Another snow-white down feather slowly fell from his body.
It's not his fault.
If you were turned into a chick not even as big as a fist, and were raised by a human who knew how to eat sparrows in various ways, you would feel the same way as Alexander does.
Although Yuying has no intention of eating him at the moment, she is taking good care of him and providing him with food and water, as if she is planning to keep him as a pet for a long time.
Or maybe they think he has too little meat and too many bones, so they want to fatten him up and use him as reserve food
Thinking of the issue of winter food storage that Yuying kept talking about in her live broadcast, Heath felt that his thinking made sense.
But he still decided to stay at Yuying's place for a while and eat and drink for free - for a little fur ball like him, this forest was full of dangers. Not to mention the cat that was eyeing him and wanted to claw at him, even a slightly larger mouse could bite him to death in one bite.
That's right, the Phoenix feather family is indeed famous in the interstellar space for its fighting power, and the ancient Phoenix bird is the overlord at the top of the food chain on the star Froda. But what is also famous in the interstellar space is the fragility of the Phoenix baby birds. Before they evolve into human-like forms and give birth to live young, if a nest of Phoenix baby birds can have one survive, it is considered a successful breeding season.
The young bird is fragile and has a long growth period, but it can at least live a few more days if it is raised by Yuying.
Moreover, only by being by Yuying's side and appearing in Yuying's live broadcast can he have hope of transmitting information to the interstellar space and getting rescued.
Heath must return to StarCraft.
Because after he passes his infancy and changes into flight feathers that are neither soft nor hard, he must be baptized by the sea water of Floda, so that the flight feathers can become hard and strong to support him soaring into the sky, allowing him to shed his feathers and become a real adult bird.
Otherwise, he might be a homeless chicken all his life.
The kind that never grows up.
Heath slurped down two large spoonfuls of corn paste sadly, and was left in the cave by Qi Guang to move freely.
At first, Qi Guang planned to raise the chickens in a cage. After all, chickens are known to have short intestines. If they poop in the coop, they can be cleaned up every day and poured into the poop pit for composting. Qi Guang refused to let the chickens roam free and poop as they walk.
Looking at how clean his cave is, you can tell that Qi Guang's little cleanliness obsession still stubbornly exists when conditions permit.
However, after observation, Qi Guang found that no matter how short Da Mao's intestines were, he would only defecate in a fixed place when he wanted to, and he was a very well-behaved little chick. So he no longer insisted on keeping Da Mao in the chicken coop, but would let it out for a walk twice a day.
The meat of free-range chickens is firmer than that of caged chickens, and the soup they make is more fragrant.
Qi Guang looked at Damao as if he was looking at a pot of fragrant, steaming old hen soup.
Mmmm, chicken soup.
Qi Guang couldn't tell whether the chick was male or female, but he was willing to hold on to the good wish of having eggs to eat - it didn't matter if it was a rooster, there were wild hens in the forest, and when Damao grew up he could pick up two to bring back and lay eggs, and he could still live a sustainable and happy life.
A gust of wind blew, and Da Mao, who was exploring the cave in small steps, shivered, attracting the concern of the live broadcast viewers.
It is one thing to mock Little Chicken Bald, but as the first pet kept by anchor Yuying, the audience still cares about Damao very much.
What's more, Da Mao was still a little chick. At this moment when the feathered boy Heath stepped forward and his life was in danger, Da Mao, who also had wings and white feathers, soothed the audience's regretful and sad feelings.
The photos of Heath when he was a child that were exposed online also showed that he was a very cute little cat, with big eyes, white skin, and golden curly hair. The down feathers on his little wings had not yet fully grown, and his wings were pink and sparkling. He was simply the little angel in the legend of the human race who had come down to earth.
Woohoo, why was such a treasure boy not discovered by them until the tragedy happened? qaq.
With such a sigh, and looking at the slightly bald and round big hair, the audience couldn't help but feel a little bit of love for him due to empathy.
Yingying, please knit some clothes for Damao, he looks so pitiful with his bare face...
Da Mao was shivering just now. Is he feeling a bit cold? Didn’t Yingying say a few days ago that the weather was going to get colder
The cold season on Earth is coming, and the bald sheep need the wool of the sheep!
Well-reasoned and righteous.
No problem.
So before the bald cat lost its last down feathers, it got a loving nest woven with wool by its owner.
Making small clothes was a bit difficult, as the yarn spun by Qi Guang was too thick and not suitable for weaving small objects, so he could only make a warm little nest for him. He then took some wool that had not been spun into yarn, rubbed it, and used bamboo needles to felt it into a wool hat the size of a finger.
It is just the right size to cover the chick’s bald head.
Heath kind of likes this hat.
He was not the type of feather-type male who was obsessed with beautiful feathers and accessories, but for some reason he really liked the little hat that Yuying made for him.
He also didn't know why he liked that warm little nest very much. He felt warm and indescribable happiness and satisfaction when nestling in it.
The chicks did not have much physical strength. Heath walked around the cave twice, solved his physiological problems beside the poop pit, and then returned to the nest, rubbing against each other and chirping twice in a baby voice.
Want to touch it.
Damao is not just a noisy little chicken.
This is also one of the reasons why Qi Guang chose to raise it.
Qi Guang reached out and touched the little chick, rubbing its head and scratching its chin like he was petting a cat, and Da Mao pecked his fingers twice.
The little black eyes are half-open, with a hint of cuteness revealed among the bald hair.
Cute, want...
I want to be touched by Yingying, and I also want to raise a big fur qaq.
If you want to raise a chick, I recommend the Monclos star peacock. It is cute and inexpensive. If you take good care of it, it may live longer than you.
But I won’t pet the Bean Bird! What’s the point of a fluffy bird that can’t be petted
Those who have raised peacocks say that Da Mao is really very well behaved and easy to pet, even though he is Yingying’s reserve food…
Da Mao is so cute, please don’t eat him, okay
… not good.
Qi Guang thought that he raised the chickens with his own ability, so why shouldn’t he be allowed to eat them.
To be honest, sheep are a hundred times cuter than bald chickens. The one he caught recently was actually a lamb.
The little cutie with curly hair and big eyes looks like he came out of a cartoon. If Qi Guang wasn't so greedy, he wouldn't have been willing to eat him.
After stroking the bald chick, Qi Guang had to say that it still felt good without the fur. The body temperature of animals is higher than that of humans, and it felt soft and warm when rubbing against his hands.
Once it's fatter, it should feel better.
Under Qi Guang's caress, the little chick closed its black eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
The cat didn't disturb Qi Guang from working today, so Qi Guang's efficiency was much higher.
He was making a square mold for making tiles for the roof.
From the very beginning of planning to build the house, Qi Guang had been considering the issue of the roof of the house. At this stage, he had very few materials available and only a few options to choose from.
The roof needs to have good thermal insulation, and be windproof and rainproof. Although it doesn't snow much in Shen City, it still needs to be strong enough to prevent the roof from collapsing if there is abnormal weather and heavy snow one day.
Qi Guang finally planned to build a multi-layered roof.
First, use bamboo to cover the roof, then lay tiles on the bamboo, and finally cover the tiles with a thick layer of dead grass and lichen to achieve the best possible insulation and rainproof effect.
The tiles are fired with river mud. In order to ensure uniform size and thickness, Qi Guang made a mold with wood chips.
There was no cat to make trouble or pet, and the chicks were dozing off in their nest. Before going to bed, Qi Guang successfully completed the task of making the mold.
Speaking of which, the number of viewers has suddenly increased during this time period recently, and many people seem to be watching the live broadcast at this time. Qi Guang thinks this is probably related to the hot topic of "Yuying Cures Insomnia" that Savi told him. When he opens the barrage, he will see a large number of good night messages floating by.
Savi specifically told Yuying about the treatment for insomnia and baldness because he was worried that Yuying would think that it was something she had done and might have some misunderstanding about him.
What he planned for Yuying was really a life of peace and quiet as a little fairy man!
It has nothing to do with baldness and insomnia!
Seeing that the merchants who came to it for endorsement were either selling bedding products or anti-hair loss and hair growth ointments, Savi let out a soul-stirring cry.
The audience said they didn’t want to listen.
What does the host Yuying, the flower of Gaoling, have to do with us Yingying's treatment of insomnia and prevention of baldness
"Hmm? Lullaby?" Qi Guang stretched and was about to turn off the live broadcast when he saw that fans had made a new request.
"Do you want me to sing?" Qi Guang asked.
The fans nodded frantically in front of the light screen.
It’s good to have an organization. Usually, they can only set off fireworks for Yingying because they don’t have star coins. Of course, they are too embarrassed to ask Yingying for anything. But now they can crowdfund in the official group. You give one coin, I give one coin, and they can give Yingying starships and ask for lullabies by being cute without too much effort!
"I'm not very good at singing..." Qi Guang scratched his cheek, "I'm singing out of tune."
It doesn't matter!
The fans' enthusiasm was about to overflow from the other end of the live broadcast.
us!
Want to listen!
Yingying!
Lullaby!
As the fans were talking, they smashed another starship.
Here I would like to once again praise the official crowdfunding and the rich dads in the official group.
"Okay..." Qi Guang hesitated for a moment, then agreed with a strong sense of serving his fans, racking his brains to think of a lullaby he could sing.
After all, he knew only a few songs, most of which were nursery rhymes he learned from a choir competition in elementary school.
Yingying is going to sing!
Fans are eagerly waiting.
Among them are patients who are deeply troubled by insomnia and baldness, as well as those who are fans of Yuying's face.
No matter whether Yingying sings well or not, just play it.
Their hands are ready to capture the video!
"Ahem..." Qi Guang cleared his throat and lowered the tone.
There are really very few songs he can sing, and he racked his brains to come up with only one song that is suitable for the current situation.
“Twinkle, twinkle little star, the sky is full of little stars.”
These are the only songs that Qi Guang can sing without being out of tune, because he learned piano as a child and can even recite the music score.
"Hanging in the sky, shining brightly, like many little eyes..."
The firelight cast a warm color on his skin, and the warm color seeped into his eyes. Qi Guang smiled unconsciously as he sang, and the melody vaguely recalled some happy and beautiful memories.
He may be a little off-tune.
But he himself couldn't quite hear it.
The wind chimes hanging at the entrance of the cave made crisp tinkling sounds, like the sound of a piano played in the night wind in response to the singing.
Heath, who was half asleep, was awakened by the singing.
A gentle, low, singing voice like the smoke of fire.
The ripples of the lake water gently pass through my fingertips, spreading out in circles, emitting a gentle and peaceful atmosphere.
Heath poked his head out of the nest. The humanoid sitting by the fire had a gentle expression, but also revealed complex emotions that he could not understand.
It feels like sadness, but also like happiness.
Let the light and shadow in those eyes, like the singing and the air, flow into the heart with the air.
Heath felt his heartbeat begin to speed up.
Singing, dancing, a warm nest, beautiful and dazzling feathers.
Feather courtship techniques always remain the same old-fashioned few.
There are only a few things that are so uncreative that can impress a feather type's heart.
Plop. Plop.
My heartbeat unconsciously quickens with the rise and fall of the melody.
One by one.
Intensely, happily.
Unable to restrain.
It was as if a hole had opened in the deepest part of his body, and all that hot, sweet stuff that made him overwhelmed with joy flowed out, gently and irresistibly wrapping around his heart.