Zhang Zi'an got up too early, at this time the eastern skyline was just the first dawn, looking out from the window of the living room on the second floor, only a few residents had their lights on, I don't know whether to get up early to go to work, return late after the night shift, or read at night. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xinghai squatted in the shimmering light outside the window, carefully lowering his cat's paws, his silver-gray eyes shining against the few bright stars remaining in the sky.

"Meow~ Richard isn't teaching them to speak. It said.

"Aren't you teaching them to speak?" Zhang Zi'an didn't understand, Richard is an interpreter bird, and his whole body has grown on his mouth, if he doesn't teach them to speak, what else can he do?

Xinghai shook his head first, then nodded again, "Yes and no." ”

"Meow woo~ Xinghai doesn't understand and can't speak clearly, but Richard needs Zi'an's help and the doctor's help. It said in embarrassment.

"Doctor?" Zhang Zi'an was stunned for a moment, there is only one doctor Xinghai knows, right?

"Is that the Sun Xiaomeng who often comes to the store?" he confirmed to Xinghai.

Xinghai nodded vigorously, "Meow ~ Doctor in white." ”

"That's ......" Zhang Zi'an still didn't understand, but he wrote it down. He didn't ask any further, because if he knew too much, he would be afraid of the future. For example, if you know in advance that you will cross the threshold with your left foot when you go out today, and when you get to the threshold, you will carefully calculate your pace to make sure that the future will not change - it is too tiring to live.

He knew that Richard needed help, not only from him, but also from Sun Xiaomeng, and that was enough.

And he also knew that Richard was not content to just teach the red-faced parrot to speak, but secretly prepared to make a big news, so it was better for him to pretend not to know.

Sun Xiaomeng...... It seems that from the moment Guo Dongyue mentioned parrot fever and pigeon breeders' lungs, Sun Xiaomeng had something to do with it.

"Meow~ That's it. Xinghai said.

"Okay, I know, Xinghai is going to play. Zhang Zi'an suddenly smiled evilly and said, "Do you want me to tell you where the cat is hiding?"

"Meow woo! Meow woo! Xinghai don't listen! Zi'an always cheats!" Xinghai lay on the ground, his eyes closed, and pressed his ears with two cat's paws.

"Well, I'm not going to talk about it. Zhang Zi'an touched his nose in a gloomy manner, when did he leave the inherent impression that Xinghai was always cheating......? Peeking a few times while playing hide and seek, is this called cheating? Of course it can't be counted!

"Meow~" Xinghai opened one eye to confirm that he didn't speak, and then ran out of the living room quickly.

Zhang Zi'an changed into sportswear and practiced boxing in the living room for a while, until he was sweating profusely and did not stop.

He took a quick shower, dried his hair, changed out of yesterday's clothes and threw them in the washing machine, and then came downstairs again.

Fina opened her eyes, and without waiting for it to urge, he said, "Yes, I'll go get your breakfast in a moment." ”

Xinghai and the beautiful short are still chasing upstairs and downstairs, and the snow lion is lying on the low cat climbing frame, making at Fina's tail. After the next night, the water in the press teapot was probably almost cold, and he was going to boil a pot of boiling water for Lao Cha for a while.

"Zi'an. Lao Cha waved his cat's paw at him.

"Old man tea, what's the matter?" he walked over quickly.

Lao Cha stroked his beard with a cat's paw, looked at Richard and said, "Zi'an, have you heard of the allusion of 'rooster and dog thief'?"

Zhang Zi'an thought for a while, "It seems to say that a certain big dog family in ancient times raised a bunch of doormen, one of whom can learn to crow chickens, and the other is good at drilling dog holes to steal things?"

"Hehe, exactly. Lao Cha nodded happily, "But we changed it to 'cat thief' here." ”

Zhang Zi'an was stunned when he heard it, "Old man tea, I didn't understand ......"

Lao Cha smiled, stretched out his cat's paw and pointed at Richard in the birdcage, "The rooster crows." ”

It panned the cat's paw and pointed at the nymphomaniac snow lion, "Cat thief." ”

Zhang Zi'an suddenly realized and pointed to his nose, "Big dog?"

I knew that I didn't mention the words big dog, but now I have dug a pit and jumped by myself!

"Ahem, what's ...... this" Lao Cha coughed a few times, and then said: "Although the rooster and dog thief are derogatory in later generations, there is no difference between superior and inferior skills. If Meng Weijun didn't have the help of chickens and dogs, I was afraid that the bones would be cold. ”

Zhang Zi'an realized that Lao Cha was reminding him not to despise and snub Richard and Snow Lion, because he might need to use their stunts at any time.

"I see, old man tea. He listened attentively.

The navigation elves have long said that the elf level only represents the strength of the power of faith, but there is a specialization in the art industry, and when it comes to a specific matter, the high-level elves are not necessarily stronger than the low-level elves. When the Interpreter Bird appeared on the radar, Zhang Zi'an's heart did flash a trace of contempt, feeling that it was just the lowest level of elf, even if he didn't catch it, it didn't matter. However, the experience of the past few days made him secretly glad that he was fortunate to have caught the Interpretation Bird, otherwise he would only be able to help Guo Dongyue's affairs.

Lao Cha is always like a wise elder, and he is reminded of it at the right time.

Zhang Zi'an already knew that Richard was very set, but the snow lion ......

Fina snoozes on the cat climbing frame at the top, her drooping tail swaying regularly with its breathing. The snow lion stared intoxicated at the tip of Fina's tail and licked his tongue from time to time, as if forcibly restraining his desire to hold on to kisses.

Zhang Zi'an thinks that with Fina here, the snow lion is probably useless, it is nothing more than good at planning and stealing things, he can't let it do bad things, right?

Forget it, he decided not to think about it for now, just let it be.

Meng Weijun can keep a lot of customers, can't he Zhang Zi'an still have a few pets? Even if the snow lion can't do anything but sell cuteness and commit nymphomaniac, he won't treat it differently...... The problem is that the snow lion always treats him differently, and he is a stinky man when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth all day long......

"Stinky man! look at you!" the snow lion noticed his gaze, turned his head and glared at him fiercely, showing his claws in a threatening gesture.

Zhang Zi'an pretended to smile mysteriously and said to it, "Don't you think there is a strange taste in your mouth?"

"Strange smell?" the snow lion pursed his lips to carefully feel the taste coming from his tongue, and then his face changed.

"Bah, bah, what does this smell like!" the snow lion wrinkled in disgust, "What did you do when the old lady was asleep?"

"Nothing. To tell you the truth, what you lick in your dreams in the morning is a blanket. ”

"Mao ...... Blanket ......" the snow lion smacked his lips, and there were indeed some tiny hairs hooked on the barbs of his tongue, and judging by the taste, it was not the same kind of hair, but the bitterness of the artificial fabric.

"You dare not wake up the old lady, and look at the old lady to settle accounts with you later!" It didn't care about anything else, jumped off the cat's climbing frame with a rolling belt, and plunged into the basin to rinse its mouth.

In the birdcage, Richard and the two red-faced parrots were silent.

Xiao Zi and Pea Huang stared at him warily for a few times, and saw that he was not a threat, and used their beaks to comb each other's feathers.

Richard suddenly spread his wings and said in his original voice, "Ash, I am Ash." ”

Xiao Zi and Pea Huang stared at it for a while, and said in a hoarse voice that could only barely be distinguished, "Gray ......"