lcionline Chapter 166: Mountain Eagle: Fledgling Complex (9)
Chapter 166: Mountain Eagle: Fledgling Complex (9)
【Ah——】
Have you forgotten me?!
I grabbed the bars of the birdcage with the tips of my wings and shook it hard.
Uncle Liu's ears twitched and he looked towards the front of the RV in doubt.
He recognized it as a vulture.
When Song Qian saw his expression, he knew something was wrong. Uncle Liu had served as a soldier in Tibet and had witnessed many tragic and majestic sky burials. He didn't know how uncomfortable he must have felt when he suddenly heard the cry of a vulture.
Alas, he had totally forgotten about it.
[Xiao Song, why is there... in your car?]
Uncle Liu's lips trembled before he finished speaking. I don't know if he was afraid, worried, or taboo?
[Grandpa, this is our Phantom. He is very well behaved when he is not crying and doesn’t eat much.]
Song Zijin had seen a science documentary about vultures. He thought the old man was afraid, so he pulled his sleeve and explained seriously.
【Quick, show me! 】
Song Qian didn't expect him to say that. He had already jumped into the car and put three fingers into the cage, ready to manually mute Phantom's microphone.
[Ah——Hmm]
Mind reading is triggered.
A long string of Chinese curses exploded in Song Qian's head.
【Ah——Stinky dad*&%￥@￥*】
It made Song Qian frown, it was so ugly.
[You don't have many hairs, but you are so eloquent, huh?! ]
Uncle Liu patted the passenger door and stared inside anxiously.
Song Qian had no choice but to pick up the birdcage and take it out of the car.
[Hey, Xiao Song, why are you raising vultures as chicks? ! They are birds of prey, birds of prey!!!]
Uncle Liu slapped his thigh in grief, and the crisp sound of the slap seemed to be quite powerful.
Song Qian had never raised chicks, but a vulture of this size couldn't fly. Once it landed on the ground at home, it would just spread out its two short legs in woolen pants and run around.
We are out now, if we don't put it in the nest, where else can we put it?
【Ah——】
Oh, this sudden freedom really makes me feel overwhelmed!
I followed the door of the birdcage that was opened by Uncle Liu, retracted my neck, and crawled out, falling into his rough palm.
【Ah——】
I didn't look up at him. This old man was at best a stranger. It would be awkward to ask him to read my mind. It would be so presumptuous!
Well, I'm a reserved girl!
(* ￣︶￣)
As soon as Song Qian saw Meiying's rolling eyes, he knew that this greedy and cunning little thing was up to no good.
He knew about mind reading, so he quickly reached out and took the little thing.
Song Zijin, the suddenly disgraced kid, was crunching the candy. Fortunately, he had good teeth. In a few months, he would be in the tooth replacement period. Let's see which one was harder, his teeth or the fruit hard candy!
He shrugged indifferently, picked up a passion fruit, but had no fruit opener and didn't know where to start eating it, so he had to ask his mother for help.
Lin Xiaorou had already sat on the stool to rest, chatting with Wang Shufen about random things.
The fresh fragrance of the fruit made her appetite grow. She opened her mouth wide and bit into it.
[Hey, let's each have half! ]
[Xiao Song, it doesn't belong to you. You'd better not keep it. It's best to release it into nature! ]
[This is a national protected animal. It is small now and will not be seen by people. When it grows up, it will be one meter tall when standing upright and will make a lot of noise. You will have nowhere to hide by then.]
【Ah——】
o(＞﹏＜)o No, you bad guy!!!
I actually asked my dad to throw me out of the house!
With tears in my eyes, I turned to my father to complain, but I found that he was looking at the clouds in the sky...
When Uncle Liu saw Song Qian's expression, he knew that his words did not convince the other party.
[Although I don’t believe in gods or Buddhas, vultures are called sacred birds in the northwest and southwest…]
[Uncle, I know. I will consider it when Phantom grows up a little bit.]
What Song Qian said makes sense.
Releasing it back to nature now would be equivalent to letting the Phantom die.
(╯＞д＜)╯?˙3˙?
【Ah——】
I felt a little relieved, but the image of my father standing on a huge rock on the cliff and throwing me high up flashed quickly through my mind.
?●﹏●?Scared the baby to death...
Is this foreknowledge?!
Woo woo woo ~ Dad will still throw me out, don't wow ~
Because of this topic, the atmosphere became a little stagnant.
The Phantom was put back into the birdcage and placed on a stool.
One of the old couple came closer and squatted, looking at him with complicated eyes, while the other moved a chair and backed away, choosing a seat farthest from the wall and sitting down.
Wang Shufen did not forget to bring Song Zijin along. Seeing the little guy's face wrinkled from the sour passion fruit juice, she quickly peeled another candy.
Before coming, in order to prevent the old couple from hastily preparing the meal for them, Song Qian called when he got off the highway and did not tell them the exact arrival time at all.
Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, he and Lin Xiaorou rolled up their sleeves and went into the kitchen.
There are all kinds of fresh fruits and vegetables, and you can make a delicious table by just picking a few of them.
Wang Shufen wanted to go in and help, but was politely driven out.
[Just think of it as your son and daughter-in-law coming home. It's not a big deal to cook a meal for them! ]
Wang Shufen happily turned around and started competing with the old man for the kid's attention.
As for the little vulture phantom, she didn't have the courage to go over to him -
When she was young, she lived in Tibet with her ancestors for a few years. She saw flocks of vultures devouring carrion. She was shocked at the time, and she will be afraid of it for the rest of her life when she thinks about it.
【Ah——】
The courtyard is only over 60 square meters, and you, an old lady, are standing eight feet away from me...
Alas, I am really not liked by others.
For the next five days, everyone lived like a real family.
Wang Shufen was busy taking care of things, fearing that the little kid would feel wronged, and she brought all three newly-stuffed cotton quilts in the house to Song Qian's room.
The quilt cover was also washed and dried clean, and it had a smell of being exposed to the sun.
The old couple has an electric blanket on their bed, so it doesn’t matter if the quilt is thin.
By the way, this place is not the southernmost part of China. It is already the twelfth lunar month, but it doesn't feel cold at all.
At the coldest time of the night, the temperature was only about 11 or 12 degrees at most. The family of three woke up in the middle of the night and were so hot that they wanted to kick off the quilt.
Lin Xiaorou suffered the most. There were two hot stoves on her left and right. She dreamed of being roasted by the sun in the desert, sizzling and oozing with oil. All she needed was a handful of cumin and chili powder...
Uncle Liu was very happy. Every day he would hold Song Zijin's hand and go out to visit his old brothers' homes one by one to show off, and he would also earn a lot of gifts for little Zijin.
The gifts were not very expensive, just some food and toys. Song Qian went from house to house that day and gave people some Hunan specialties he bought on the road, as a token of his thoughtfulness.
Everyone has seen him and knows that this tall man is the comrade-in-arms of the child from the Liu family and is a man of affection and righteousness.