The squirrel landed on the coffee table, just from the heat, onto the cold glass, and a little crampon.

The squirrel shook its legs and happily walked down on the coffee table, its tail standing high like a gray mop that mops the floor.

Zhou Jiu knocked melon seeds and watched the squirrel sell stupidly, thinking that this was much more interesting than TV.

The temperature adapted, and the squirrel's nature flare up again, staring at Zhou Jiu's melon seeds and couldn't take his eyes off.

But in his heart, he was quite afraid of Zhou Jiu, even if he wanted to eat, he didn't dare to act rashly, let alone play his old business secretly.

Zhou Jiu is not a stingy person either, oh no, it should be said that he is not a stingy bird.

Shaking his body and shaking off his feathers, he got rid of all the crumbs of melon seeds, and stretched out his claws to push the melon seeds in the direction of the squirrel.

The squirrel tilted his head, tentatively stretched out his claws and fished out a melon seed on his chest, and when he saw that Zhou Jiu didn't care much, he immediately stuffed it into his mouth happily.

Zhou Jiu watched the squirrel click and eat the melon seeds, making the skin of the melon seeds fly around, and suddenly felt a little bad.

The coffee table was placed in front of the sofa, and a garbage can with garbage bags was placed on the ground in the middle.

Zhou Jiu flew up and kicked the bucket with his claws, motioning for the squirrel to throw the melon seed skin into it.

The squirrel was eating so well that he didn't notice it at all.

Zhou Jiu kicked vigorously and directly kicked the trash can with a bang.

The squirrel froze, not knowing where to make Zhou Jiu unhappy.

Quietly glanced at Zhou Jiu, hesitated for a while, and then waved his paws to put all the good melon seeds on the coffee table into the trash can, and looked at Zhou Jiu with a well-behaved appearance.

Week 9: ......

Zhou Jiu: "Are you stupid?"

Squirrels don't understand, and they really don't.

A really innocent, innocent, simple and ignorant look, so that Zhou Jiu inexplicably experienced the feeling of Qi Guanguan at some times.

Zhou Jiu was speechless, stretched out his claws to grab a melon seed that had slipped through the net and waved it, and the squirrel's gaze also drifted along the melon seed.

Zhou Jiuyang threw the melon seeds into the trash can, and the squirrel followed the melon seeds into it.

After a while, from the trash can with a clean garbage bag, there was a sound of clicking melon seeds.

It's okay to eat it in the trash, at least the purpose of not throwing the melon seed skin away has been achieved.

Just, right......

Zhou Jiu stood on the coffee table, looking condescendingly, the squirrel that shrugged off the melon seeds, the injury on the right side of its back was even more conspicuous because of its posture.

Bringing the injury into the trash can, even if the trash can is covered with a clean garbage bag, the injury is also scabbed, and it still doesn't feel very good.

Zhou Jiu felt that it was actually quite troublesome to let this squirrel into the house.

Zhou Jiu saw where Qi Guanguan packed the medicine.

Qi Guanguan is a rough branch, and there are often some bumps.

In order to save trouble, she simply stocked up on some wound medicine and threw it home.

It's just that this human medicine doesn't know if it's useful for animals, and if you give it medicine, Zhou Jiu thinks that this delicious unlucky ghost will lick it.

It is a medicine that is three points poisonous, and Zhou Jiu is too lazy to test whether this sentence is true or false.

Usually this guy is pretentious outside, and he doesn't live well, so he won't be delicate when he enters the house.

After figuring out this stubble, Zhou Jiu ignored the squirrel that was eating, flew into the bathroom, and jumped into the water prepared by Qi Wanguan before.

Starlings love water, and they like to bathe in water every day in summer.

The HN Tujia family also has a traditional percussion music called starling bathing, and the music card of playing slippers has also been adapted by many ethnic instrumentalists respectively.

When Qi Guanguan flipped through the book and saw this, he also specially searched for this music to listen to, which is said to be the sound of playing in the water, flapping his wings, and shaking his feathers when he is bathing in the water.

Zhou Jiu sometimes feels that he really has to admire these artists, who can actually find out the beauty of music from the fluttering wings of starlings and the chaotic sound of water.

Sure enough, if you do a line, you have to have a line of aura.

After taking a bath, Zhou Jiu stood on the edge of the basin, shook his hair and shook off the water droplets, flew to the windowsill and opened the curtains.

The noon sun is scorching, shining through the glass window, even if there is the neutralization of air conditioning and air conditioning, it is also hot, Zhou Jiu lay down to bask in the sun, dried his back, and turned over to lie down to dry his abdomen, and basked on all fours to bask in the extraordinarily comfortable.

Zhou Jiu has a handful of dull hair on the top of his head, of course, people who know the goods will call it a crested head.

This handful of hairs dries the fastest, and when the air conditioner sweeps over, it gently flutters with the wind.

For hairy animals, whether it is feathers or plush, wet and dry state will greatly affect the appearance.

There's a saying that there's a kind of fatness called before bathing.

Zhou Jiu, who was washed and dried, felt that he had a fluffy feeling all over his body.

But after all, feathers are not as fat as plush, so Zhou Jiu still has no particularly obvious big changes.

And, black looks thin.

In fact, there is still a difference between Zhou Jiu and a crow, as a forest starling, Zhou Jiu's golden claws, golden beak and golden eyes, two white patches can be seen when the wings are spread, and a pinch of hair on the top of the head, which is fresh and elegant and particularly eye-catching.

When he fought with the dark cloud covered snow cat before, the dead cat loved to stare at this handful of hair, which made Zhou Jiu can't help but suspect that this guy was using the handful of hair on his head as a cat teasing stick.

The crows, on the other hand, are much more ordinary, black all over their bodies, and their cries only quack.

It's just that ordinary people can't distinguish so much, and when they saw the large area of black hair on Zhou Jiu's body, they instantly decided that it was a crow.

After taking a bath, drying his hair, and having nothing to do, Zhou Jiu began to plan to go out again.

Although the sun is blazing at this time, there are still some small animals moving in the woods of the community.

Just to go out, you have to get this squirrel out first.

Zhou Jiu got up and flew to the coffee table, looked down at the trash can, but found that this squirrel was actually eating, so he fell asleep with his head bowed over.

Probably scared by the dark cloud covered snow cat and didn't sleep all night, there was food, drink, air conditioning, and a Zhou Jiu beside him, and he suddenly felt a sense of security, so he came to sleep for a second.

Zhou Jiu pulled a few pieces of melon seed skins and threw them down, the melon seed skins fell on the squirrel, some slipped down, and some wanted to fall and hung on the squirrel's gray hair.

The squirrel was unaware of it, and snorted beautifully.

Zhou Jiu, who knew for the first time that squirrels could still snore: "......"

I wanted to get this squirrel out, because I was afraid that this little guy would take advantage of his absence and make a mess of the house.

At this time, this guy is asleep, which is another way not to toss the family.

Zhou Jiu didn't care about it anymore, turned around and flew out of the kitchen window, heading straight for the grove.

Just a moment of flying time, the sun was blazing the back feathers, and it was very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, when flying, the oncoming wind has been flowing, although it is also a hot wind, but it makes the bird less sad.