Fang Ming walked out of the door and began to look for the bird, and soon saw a standing pigeon on a wire at the door.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

Fang Ming said to the pigeon.

There was an old man next to him who had returned from morning exercise, and when he heard Fang Ming speak, he glanced at Fang Ming curiously, thinking that he was chatting with him.

"Young man, you call me? Don't look at my age, my ears don't turn my back, you say, I can hear clearly. ”

The uncle was probably in his sixties, his waist was very straight, and he was full of energy, and when he heard Fang Ming speak, he hurriedly responded.

"Well, uncle, I'm talking to the pigeon, you better go home. ”

Fang Ming said with some embarrassment.

"Isn't there something wrong with your brain, young man, you have to whistle when you talk to the birds!"

When the uncle heard that Fang Ming was not talking to him, his face was obviously a little lonely, and he explained a few words to Fang Ming, but left.

Seeing that the uncle had walked away, Fang Ming looked around again and made sure that there was no one else before continuing to speak.

"Pigeon, I'll talk to you!"

Fang Ming still didn't hear any sound, and the pigeon didn't react.

Fang Ming was depressed for a while, the animal communication technique given by the system actually failed?

Thinking of the uncle's words just now, he was so good to whistle, he remembered that the uncle who walked the bird just liked to whistle to the bird.

"&#^*^/_—#*......" (whistle, make up your own brain.) ）

The pigeons still didn't respond.

Could it be that you don't know how to use it?

Fang Ming was depressed, this was the first time he couldn't learn the skills that the system gave him.

At this moment, another pigeon flew in the distance, flew straight to this pigeon, and cooed.

"What are you doing here, looking at the scenery?"

"No, there's a sand coin human who always talks to me, I don't bother to talk to him, and he whistles at me, is this trying to tease the old lady?"

"What, you can understand humans, don't tease me. ”

Fang Ming had just turned around and was about to go back, when he suddenly heard such a conversation, and hurriedly turned his head again.

it?

He wasn't hallucinating, was he?

Fang Ming hurriedly turned his head and looked at the two pigeons.

"The two pigeons standing on the wires, talking to me, to you, can you hear me?"

The dove cooed again.

"What's going on with this human?"

"yes, this is the first time I've encountered a human like this. ”

The two pigeons stood on the wires and cooed, but still did not respond.

Fang Ming scratched his head and thought for a moment.

"Well, let's make a deal. Get me a worm, and I'll give you a piece of bread!"

"Well, don't you believe me? A big loaf of bread, alas, I threw him on the roof, and no one robbed you, enough for you to eat for a long time. ”

Fang Ming's conditions are very good, especially for pigeons whose survival is becoming more and more difficult, food always comes first.

"What? Did you hear that right, that human is going to eat bugs?"

"The point is bread, alas, we haven't eaten bread for a long time, it used to be rummaged out in the garbage heap, and now it's getting harder and harder to find. Don't bother, find a bug and trade with him. ”

The two pigeons cooed for a while and flew away again.

Fang Ming couldn't figure out if they really understood his words, or if it was time for them to leave.

He didn't really want to eat bugs, he was just curious, how far these animals could communicate with him, what was the IQ of these animals, and would they really make a deal with him?

Ten minutes later.

The two pigeons each carried a fat white worm and flew over.

Coo-coo.

"Where's our bread, man, don't let us pigeons go. ”

When Fang Ming saw this picture, his heart was immediately very excited. This means that the animal can really understand him and can make deals with him!

"Wait, I'll go get it for you. ”

Fang Ming hurriedly went back to the house, took out two or three slices of bread from the refrigerator, and then walked out again.

"Well, look at it, I'll throw it up. ”

Fang Ming said, throwing the bread on the roof of the gate.

Only then did the two pigeons hurriedly fly over, fly to Fang Ming, and let go of the insects in their mouths.

The bugs are still fresh, white-flowered, and wriggling.

"Oh, human, give you the bugs you want to eat. ”

Then the two pigeons flew up to the roof and began to peck at the bread.

Cooing while eating.

"This human being has no respect for us at all, and this bread is thrown to the ground, and it is all dusty and dirty. I'm so angry at the thought that we deliberately sent him the fattest bug!"

"Forget it, let's make do with it. ”

The two pigeons were cooing and chatting.

Fang Ming below was already completely stunned!

It was the first time in 18 years that he had interacted with animals.

Well, it feels pretty good.

This skill is also fantastic, both practical and fun.

Fang Ming rushed back to the living room.

But it's a pity that there are no animals at home, even if there is a mouse, Fang Ming thought depressedly.

"Fang Ming, what did you just go out for, it's time to wash your hands and eat!" Chen Rou saw Fang Ming enter the house, and she didn't know what she was thinking with a sad expression, so she urged.

She got up early today, and there was nothing important, so she prepared breakfast very considerately.

Breakfast is actually very simple, just an omelette, a few slices of bread and a glass of milk.

"You taste my fried egg, it is charred on the outside and crispy on the inside, gently puncture the yolk, and some yolk can flow out of it!"

"Hey, that's unfamiliar. Why don't you fry it a little, what should I do if I eat it and my stomach is broken!"

Fang Ming habitually complained.

"This kind of omelette is the most nutritious! It doesn't last that long, and you can save most of the original nutrients, and it's all natural. It's not easy for me to learn how to fry countless eggs, cut, if you don't eat it, don't be embarrassed for yourself!"

As she spoke, Chen Rou reached out and began to pull Fang Ming's small plate of fried eggs.

"Alas, don't, I can't eat it, I'll criticize it a little, I'm afraid you'll be proud. ”

Fang Ming hurriedly regained the plate.

"That's pretty much it. Chen Rou let go, smiling, with a victor's expression on her face.

"No, Chen Rou, you have changed, I think when I first came, you didn't talk back when I picked your thorns, and told me well, now it's like this, a mother's ......" Fang Ming took back the omelette, thought about it again, and criticized again.

Before she finished speaking, Chen Rou had an angry expression, crossed her waist, and walked up to Fang Ming.

"What did you just say?Do you want to say that I'm a dominatrix! It's too much, Fang Ming, you ......!"

Actually, Fang Ming wanted to talk about the tigress......

"Why, I mean, a... Well, the feeling of motherhood, yes, it seems that I have found the mother's love that I haven't experienced for a long time!"

Fang Ming's witty improvisation.

"Really, I was so good to you, and I finally touched you!"

When Chen Rou heard Fang Ming say this, she instantly became much happier.

After all, she has taken care of Fang Ming every day these days, cooking for him every day, and she didn't expect to finally influence him!

What else can Fang Ming say, now chatting with Chen Rou, he is suddenly at a disadvantage while chatting......

Now, he could only nod his head, and then pretend to be like this......