Chapter 40: The Almighty Little Pigeon Demolishes the Wall and Picks the Door
"I know!" Wang Jie patted his thigh, "It must be someone's initials, think about the surnames that start with C......"
"Don't guess my stupid brother. Chu Xiangling helplessly spread his hands, leaned over to take a pen and paper, and wrote two names on it.
"Chu Xiangyun, and...... Xing Jun?" Wang Jie suddenly realized, it turned out to be the abbreviation of the names of Chu Xiangyun and her husband Xing Jun.
"This is my sister's wedding ring!" Chu Xiangling smiled slyly and rubbed Wang Jie's hair into a mess, "It is said that rabbits don't eat the grass by the nest, Brother Jie, this pigeon you raised is specially picked to steal it!"
"What can I do, but I can't tie it to its legs and keep it from moving. Wang Jie looked at the pigeon eating in the cage, and sighed, now it is really a dilemma, let it go, let it go and fly back in less than an hour, lock it up, this little thing is more skilled than him in opening the cage, pull it out in three times and two times, turn around and escape from prison, and it can't be locked up at all.
"It seems that it is necessary to strengthen ideological work and start with the fundamental links. Wang Jie made up his mind and stuffed the ring to Chu Xiangling, "Hurry up and get it back for your sister, so that she won't be in a hurry." ”
"Cut!" Chu Xiangling shook her hand in disgust, "She can't wait to throw this thing into the Pacific Ocean now, so she doesn't have to worry about it." ”
"Okay, okay, then you can keep it for later!" Wang Jie is also sad to see this ring now.
"Alas!" Chu Xiangling wrapped the ring around his fingertips, turned it in a circle, and threw it on the coffee table again, making a crisp sound.
"I don't want it either, bad luck!"
The two looked at each other and sighed together.
A gold ring stumped several people.
Again, the root of the problem lies with the pigeon.
"Simply, forget it, it's a hundred!" Chu Xiangling gritted his teeth, held the ring in his hand, walked to the door, and threw it into the distance.
"OK, the problem is solved!" Chu Xiangling clapped his hands happily and winked at Wang Jie, "Brother Jie, I'm smart!"
"Alas!" Wang Jie looked confused, and turned his face away from her.
That's thousands!
Losers!
The ring flew away, and the mentality of both of them went to relax, and they were playing and laughing, and the room seemed to be happy and angry again.
Early the next morning, Wang Jie just got up and came to the cage containing the pigeon, and saw the cage door closed from a distance, and the pigeon stood in the cage, squinting his eyes, as if he was sleeping.
It's okay, it's okay, this little thing has finally learned to behave!
Wang Jie was excited in his heart, it seems that this pigeon's IQ has greatly improved after opening his intelligence, and it is not in vain that I stayed up late last night to teach the hard work of half a night.
He sat on the sofa, touched the little flower cat who was getting up early to watch TV, grabbed the teacup and took a sip, just put the cup on the coffee table, and suddenly his eyes straightened.
The gold ring was sitting intact on the coffee table, and the sun shone on it, reflecting the golden light!
Can you still play in a friendly way?
Wang Jie grabbed the ring, ran to the pigeon, and asked loudly, the little thing, did you pick it up?
The pigeon flapped its wings, tilted its head to look at the glittering ring, and cooed, yes, I flew out early in the morning to pick it up. How beautiful, golden, this pigeon likes bright colors the most!
But the cage door didn't open, how did you get out?
Faced with Wang Jie's question, the pigeon did not answer immediately, but raised one foot, scratched the white feathers with its little paws, squinted its eyes, and made a comfortable gurgling sound in its throat, as if it enjoyed the feeling of tickling......
"Hurry up!" Wang Jie looked very angry.
"Of course it'......" The pigeon finally stopped its graceful tickling position, stood up straight, cooed twice, raised one foot, flicked twice on the cage door, and with a snap, the cage opened.
The little white pigeon jumped out, jumped into the cage again, raised its paws and closed the door, turned around, raised its paws and stretched out the cage, buckled the buckle outside, turned his head to look at Wang Jie, that's how it came out, did you see clearly?
I didn't see it clearly, so I'll do it again.
Wang Jie raised his eyebrows, what a little pigeon, worthy of being a veteran of crime, familiar with opening and closing doors!
Wang Jie took a piece of wire, tied the cage door to death, and laughed at the little pigeon locked inside, come out, come out and give you freedom!
The little pigeon gave him a blank look, did not take it seriously at all, and continued to peck at the corn kernels to eat.
Wang Jie had just finished breakfast, and suddenly found that the white pigeon had run out at some point, and was staring at the cockatoo with its wings.
"How did you get out...... Wang Jie couldn't care about putting away the dishes and chopsticks, and ran over to take a look, the cage woven of bamboo and wood was pecked off by the white pigeon, revealing a big hole.
Good guy, you know how to tear down walls!
You can do this, why can't you go to heaven!
Wang Jie suddenly felt so tired.
"You promised me yesterday that you won't steal anything in the future. Wang Jie stared into the pigeon's eyes and asked.
The pigeon lowered his head, remembering what Wang Jie taught him last night, to be a good pigeon who is smart, well-behaved, sensible, and helpful, rather than an idle and petty thief.
"Master, I was wrong, my hand slipped and I couldn't control my ......" The pigeon raised its head, made a gurgling sound, and sincerely apologized to Wang Jie.
"Don't take it as an example!" Wang Jie touched his little braincase, repaired the cage, and went to work on something else.
In the next few days, the pigeon was really well-behaved and sensible, and never escaped from prison again, stealing melons and dates.
Looks like this little pigeon is sensible!
Wang Jie was very pleased.
The little flower cat looked at the pigeon coldly, and its long beard trembled and pouted.
"The pigeon doesn't mean to steal, it just likes shiny things. Faced with Little Flower Cat's question, Wang Jie explained with a smile, "Everyone has something to love, just like you like Her Royal Highness the Persian Cat Princess." ”
"Meow!" The sentence poked the sore spot of the little flower cat, and it looked down at Her Royal Highness the Persian Cat Princess, who was nested under the TV cabinet and looked lonely, with her beard drooping and falling into Wang Jie's arms.
"Meow, meow is pathetic, meow is hopeless!" until now the little princess of the Persian cat has not paid attention to it, and the little flower cat is heartbroken.
"Stupid cat slave, bad cat slave, your method doesn't work at all!" Little Flower Cat jumped up, jumped on his shoulder, and grabbed his hair, it liked Wang Jie's short hair very much, and it felt so good to grab it.
"Feelings can't be forced!" Wang Jie pinched the little cat's ears and smiled awkwardly.
"Alas, now only the little dried fish is really the favorite!" "The little flower cat meowed, sniffed its nose, hey, it smelled of dried fish!
A blue courier car stopped at the door, Wang Jie bounced up from the sofa and ran to the door, and sure enough, the dried fish he photographed a few days ago arrived.
"Let's sign it!" The courier stuffed Wang Jie with a lot of parcels, Wang Jie was stunned, these are all mine?
I don't remember buying so much!
The courier urged impatiently, the address, name, and phone number are all right, why is it not yours?
Wang Jie reluctantly signed his name, and the express car drove away with a buzz.
"Dried small fish, dried small fish...... Wang Jie checked the dozen or so express packages one by one, without exception, all of them were dried small fish!
He suddenly remembered that a few days ago, several prompts popped up by Alipay on his mobile phone.
"Your Majesty the Cat, come here!" Wang Jie suddenly realized, and hooked his finger at the little flower cat.