Chapter 270
Zhang Zi An got up too early. At this time, the eastern sky was just the dawn of the morning. From the window of the living room on the second floor, only a few scattered households lit the lights. I don’t know if I got up early or went to work late night. Or read it at night.
Star Haiyan sat in the gleam of the window, carefully put down the cat’s claws, silver-gray eyes and the few bright stars left in the sky.
“Hey Richard is not teaching them to talk,” it said.
“Isn’t you teaching them to talk?” Zhang Zi An didn’t understand that Richard was a bird of speech. The whole body’s skills were on his lips. What if he didn’t teach them to talk?
Xinghai first shook his head and then nodded. “Yes, it is not.”
“Hey Xinghai does not understand, but it is not clear, but Richard needs the help of Zi’an, and also needs the help of a doctor.” It is difficult to say.
“Doctor?” Zhang Zi An stunned. Is there only one doctor in Xinghai?
“Is the Sun Xiaomeng who often comes to the store?” he confirmed to Xinghai.
Xinghai nodded hard, “Hey White doctor.”
“This way…” Zhang Zi An still didn’t understand, but he wrote down the matter. He did not ask further, because if he knew too much, he would be afraid of the future. For example, you know in advance that when you go out today, you will first cross the threshold with your left foot. When you walk to the threshold, you will carefully calculate the pace to ensure that the future will not change – this is too tired to live.
He knew that Richard needed help, not only his, but also help from Sun Xiaomeng, which is enough.
And he also knows that Richard is not satisfied with just teaching the red-faced parrot to speak, but secretly preparing to make a big news, so he still pretends not to know better.
Sun Xiaomeng … seems to have started from Guo Dongyue’s mention of parrot fever and the pigeons of the pigeons. Sun Xiaomeng has a relationship with this matter.
“Hey that’s it.” Xinghai said.
“Well, I know, Xinghai goes to play.” Zhang Zi An suddenly smirked and said, “Would you like me to tell you where the cat is hiding?”
“Hey! Hey! Don’t listen to Xinghai! Zi’an always lie!” Xinghai squatted on the ground, his eyes closed, and his ears were closed with two cat claws.
“Well, I won’t say it.” Zhang Zi An touched his nose faintly, and when did he leave the inherent impression of Xinghai? I haven’t played a few times in total. When I’m hiding and hiding, I’m going to peek at it. Of course not!
“喵呜” Xinghai opened one eye and confirmed that he did not speak, which quickly ran out of the living room.
Zhang Zi An put on his sportswear and practiced for a while in the living room until he was sweating.
He took a quick shower, dried his hair, replaced his clothes and threw it into the washing machine, and then came downstairs again.
Fina opened his eyes and he said without waiting for it: “Know, take your breakfast for a while.”
Xinghai and the beauty are still chasing upstairs and downstairs. Snow Lion squats on the short cat’s climbing frame and makes a fuss against Fina’s tail. After a night, the water in the push-type teapot was probably cold, and he prepared to re-cook a pot of water for Old Time Tea.
“Zi An.” Old Time Tea waved his claws at him.
“Tea Master, what?” He walked over quickly.
Old Time Tea used a cat’s claw to lick his beard and looked at Richard. “Zion, have you heard of the allusion of ‘Chicken Dog Thief’?”
Zhang Zi An thought for a moment, “It seems to be that a large dog in ancient times raised a bunch of visitors, one of whom would learn to call the chicken and the other to be good at drilling a dog hole to steal things?”
“Oh, that’s it.” Old Time Tea nodded happily. “But we changed it to ‘cat thief’ here.”
Zhang Zi An heard a glimpse, “Tea Master, I didn’t understand…”
Old Time Tea He smiled and pointed out the cat’s claws pointing at Richard in the bird cage. “Chicken.”
It pans the cat’s claws and points to the Snow Lion who is guilty of the idiot. “Cat Thief.”
Zhang Zi An suddenly realized that he was pointing at his nose. “Do you have a big dog?”
I knew that I wouldn’t mention the words of the big dog, and now I’m jumping into the pit!
“Cough, this is…” Old Time Tea said a few coughs, and then said: “The cockerel dog thief is derogatory in later generations, but his skills are not high. When Meng Tingjun did not have the help of chicken thief, I am afraid that the bones are cold.” .”
Zhang Zi An realized that Old Time Tea was reminding him not to underestimate and sneak Richard and Snow Lion, because maybe they need to resort to their stunts.
“I know, tea master.” He listened to the instructions.
The navigation elf has long said that the elf level only represents the strength of the power of faith, but the profession has a specialization, specific to something, the high-level elf may not be stronger than the low-level elf. When the linguistic bird appeared on the radar, Zhang Zi An’s heart really flashed a contemptuous thought, feeling that it was only the lowest level elf, even if it was not caught. However, the experience of these days has made him secretly fortunate. Fortunately, he captured the story bird, otherwise he could only help Guo Dongyue’s affairs.
Old Time Tea is always like a wise old man, and he will be mentioned at the right time.
Zhang Zi An already knows that Richard is a good set, but Snow Lion…
Fina snored on the top cat’s climbing frame, and the hanging tail swayed regularly as it breathed. Snow Lion stared intently at Fina’s tip, licking her tongue from time to time, as if she was forcing her own desire to hold her kiss.
Zhang Zi An thinks that with Fina, Snow Lion probably has no use. It is nothing more than planning to steal things. He can’t let it do bad things. So what else can Snow Lion do besides stealing things?
Forget it, he decided not to want to, let it be.
Meng Tseng can raise a large number of visitors. Does Zhang Zi An still have a few pets? Even if Snow Lion can’t do anything other than selling Meng and committing a flower idiot, he won’t treat it differently… The problem is that Snow Lion always treats him differently, and it’s stinky to open his mouth all day…
“Smelly man! Look at what! Look at you again!” Snow Lion noticed his gaze, turned his head and glanced at him, showing his paws intimidating.
Zhang Zi An made a mysterious smile and said to it: “Do you not feel any strange smell in your mouth?”
“Weird?” Snow Lion grinned and felt the smell from his tongue, and his face changed.
“Hey! What is this smell!” Snow Lion wrinkled his disgusting face. “What did you do when your soul was sleeping?”
“Nothing to do. Tell you the truth, you are in the dream of a blanket in the morning.”
“Mao… blanket…” Snow Lion licked his mouth, and the barbs on his tongue did hook up some tiny fluff, and it was judged from the taste that it was not the same type of hair, but the bitterness of the artificial fabric.
“You don’t dare to wake up the aging mother, look at the old lady and find you after the account!” It can’t take care of the other, even jumped from the cat climbing frame and plunged into the basin.
In the bird cage, Richard and the two red-faced parrots were silent.
Xiao Zi and Pea Huang stared at him with a vigilant look and found that he had no threats, combing feathers with each other.
Richard suddenly spread his wings and said in his original voice: “Gray, I am gray.”
Xiao Zi and Pea Huang stared at it for a while, and said with a hoarse voice that could barely distinguish: “Gray…”