On Sunday, two old people, including Han Yun, were ready to go, and the night before, Mrs. Su asked if she wanted to go with her, but she was refused, and she made it clear that she wanted to stay at home. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

There are guards at home who don't have to worry about the lemon eating and drinking, and there is no place to solve it, the two old men left together, and Han Yun slipped away as soon as the front foot left.

Worried that the guards at home would not be able to find him, and report it to the two old men, he would have to be frightened for a while, and he would not have a good time, Han Yun had a whim, took out a tissue, and wrote a message that he wanted to go back and see it with blueberry juice.

At first, Han Yun planned to use watermelon juice to write, and the cut watermelon was in front of him, and he could get the juice while eating, but later he saw that the color of the watermelon juice on the paper towel was not good, and the red one looked like a suicide note, which was unlucky.

So I rummaged through the fruit bowl to see what other fruits were more suitable for color, aimed at the small blueberries at a glance, took a bite and squeezed out some juice and tried it, it was okay.

Write with your paws dipped in blueberry juice, pay attention to control the force, and don't cut the paper towel, so that no one will pay attention, and it will be thrown away as a piece of waste paper, and the meaning of the message will be in vain.

Before Han Yun left, he packed some small biscuits, brought some hungry food, and some blueberries to quench his thirst, blueberries are small and easy to carry, although he took the bus, he didn't do much along the way, but he himself had to travel against the big sun, and he felt that it was understandable to be thirsty, and this little thing was not heavy, so he held it in case of emergency.

You're all set! Han Yun flew a section according to the predetermined route, arrived at the No. 218 bus stop, found a place where no one saw him and waited, about five minutes The bus came, and when all the passengers got on the bus, the car started, and then flew over and landed on the roof of the car and hitchhiking.

Along the way, I kept looking around to see the freshness, and there were several new stores opening today, and I was busy setting out carpets and firecrackers outside.

What can make Han Yun remember in his mind are mostly some snack shops along the street, such as fried cold noodles, roasted pig's trotters, steamed ten vegetables, bamboo rice, etc., just looking at the signboard has a big mind with the index finger, and can only see when the day of inedible is the head?

Han Yun was not the only one who hitchhiked, but halfway through the road, seven or eight sparrows flew onto the roof of the car, chattering and coming to him.

At first, Han Yun didn't know this group of sparrows, but soon a bold sparrow jumped on his biscuit bag and immediately understood the meaning of the sparrows.

There was no reason to share his own things with the sparrow, so Han Yun flapped his wings to drive the sparrow away and keep his own food.

After two more stops, a girl who got on the bus inadvertently looked up and saw the green bird parked on the roof of the car and exclaimed, shouting that everyone on the bus around her looked at the roof of the car, and someone took pictures with her mobile phone, if it weren't for the bus driver's repeated urging, she was still clubbing outside the door.

Han Yun, who was looked at as a monkey, lost his eyes, and when the car left the site, it was estimated that there were still five stations left, and he brought half a bag of biscuits and blueberries to eat, and he was not willing to eat them.

The familiar neighborhood is imprinted, and an inseparable sense of belonging emerges in my heart, although I have not lived here for a long time, the smell of home makes me unforgettable.

It's back! A long whistle pierced the sky, and Han Yun, who was extremely excited, took his things and flew happily to the familiar community.

Go home first, the doors and windows have been locked before leaving, Han Yun knows where to enter, there is a small exhaust window in the bathroom, which is always open, and you can enter from there.

When I got home, my feathers were stained with a layer of dust when I drilled the window, I jumped into the sink and shook my hair, came to the living room to put down the cookies, turned around a few times inside and out, and sighed that it was good to go home.

After resting, he went out of the small window and flew to the balcony downstairs, the window was closed, and he didn't see the prince who liked to lie on the windowsill, he looked in close to the glass, and it seemed that there was no one at home, what about the prince?

Whether he went out temporarily, or never came back, such as going out to travel and not being at home, Han Yun came easily, and he was unwilling to be busy in vain.

Knocked on the glass with his mouth, if the prince was at home, he should come and see if he heard the sound, and if he was not at home, he could only forget it.

knocked on the skylight for a long time and no one answered, Han Yun meowed twice, but still did not respond, and flew back to his balcony with a regretful face, looking at the lush trees and being stunned.

It seems that he has no lunch and dinner, and he has to find a place to solve the lunch first, Han Yun thought about it and came as planned, and went to the opposite door to see first, did the people come back.

The door was closed and he couldn't even hear the dog barking, and he definitely didn't come back, Han Yun ran to the gate again, the gatehouse where Grandpa Lu was always there.

Hey? How to change an old man, I don't know. Han Yun didn't dare to lean towards the window, standing on the tree and could see the people inside, he secretly said that he wouldn't carry it like this, there was no place to eat and sleep, and he was not familiar with other people in the community at noon, so he didn't dare to go to eat, how could this be good?

The leftover biscuits and blueberries were not enough to stuff his teeth, go back first, and then Han Yun flew home depressed.

Eating the leftover biscuits and blueberries to pad his stomach, Han Yun was all over the house, and the house was empty and there was nothing, this was the rhythm of being starved to death.

I can't say anything at all, there are rice and noodles in the cabinet, and the kind in small bags is for myself to make biscuits and snacks, and there is also oil for stir-frying, so do I have to fall into the dilemma of being in charge of the spoon myself?

Don't make a meal, first burn the layer of hair on your body, how to go out to meet people when you become a bald bird, this idea is obviously unrealistic, and Han Yun kicked it out of his mind in one fell swoop.

It would be nice if you had money, you can buy whatever you want, and as soon as the idea comes out of your brain, the memory of the past flashes immediately, yes, you can have money!

Han Yun remembered where Duan Mingzhan put the change, rushed into the bedroom, grabbed the drawer handle of the bedside table with his paws, and pulled it out desperately, but the bedside table did not have the function of locking.

Pulling open half a palm's width, looking inside, there was really change, Han Yun was so happy, he didn't have to worry about being hungry if he had money, and thanked Duan Mingzhan for the money he left.

Ticked it out one by one and counted it, it was all five yuan and ten yuan of change, how good it would be if there was fifty, Han Yun planned to buy fruit first, buy one of the same, and make up enough for tomorrow morning, twenty yuan is obviously not enough, and a big mango has twenty to say the least.

Looking for it again, it really can't be done but to lower the standard appropriately, Han Yun, who didn't give up, picked out all the money in the drawer, and finally saw a big green coin in the innermost part of the drawer.

I didn't dare to pull the drawer too far, for fear that one would fall unsteadily, and when Duan Mingzhan came back, he would think that his family had been robbed.

The whole body squeezed into it, bent over and moved in little by little, his weight was there, and he could hear the creaking sound with every step, which was quite scary.

Ah sneeze, Ah sneeze, there was dust in the drawer, Han Yun was choked and sneezed, and finally got inside, at this time, how can he care about whether it is dirty or not, the claws can't catch the big bill, so he can only put his mouth on it, in order not to be hungry, the cleanliness habit is a ball.

Biting the corner of the money and slowly moving it out, it finally came out, so tired that Han Yun put the money on the table and gasped.

There was a smell of money ink in his mouth, and with two bangs, Han Yunfei went to the bathroom to turn on the faucet on the sink, washed his mouth and rinsed his mouth several times, and finally it was tasteless.

How do I get the money when I go out to buy something? Han Yun didn't want to talk about it anymore, it was inconvenient not to say that he was afraid of being stolen, when he stood on the stall selling fruits, he had to put down the money in his mouth if he wanted to express the money in his mouth, and he could solve the urgent need with his paws, and where should he put it?

You can put it in the bag of buying fruit, the money is so dirty, although you don't eat the peel, put it together is always not practical, if you ask the stall owner to find a bag to wrap the money inside, clean is clean, the problem people can listen to the command of their own parrot and not be annoyed? Han Yun thought about it and listed all kinds of situations, and decided to find a special bag for money to hang on his body.

By the way, the bag of biscuits left over from his own food was just right, stuffed fifty without folding and two folds, and pulled a rope to tie his mouth, Han Yun thought of it and did it, folded the money and flew to the living room.

I remember that the sewing kit was under the coffee table, and I rummaged through it to find a suitable single thread, and the red one was quite festive. This point of thread is long enough, if you don't have it, you don't know how to use scissors, and you have to cut the wire from the spool, so troublesome to say.

After everything is done, grab your wallet and leave, fly to the nearest small market, find a tree to settle down, hang your wallet around your neck, and look at the fruit stall opposite, which one to choose is the key.

Looking for the kind of kind, and not indifferent to watching fun because he is a bird, women are more suitable, men look too fierce, Han Yun's purpose is to buy food, not to fight with people.

I chose to find the target for a long time, picked up a time when no one was there and flew to the stall, first observed the change in the stall owner's expression when he saw himself, he was quite calm, and he didn't drive himself away, which was already good.

"I want to buy fruit, I have money." Han Yun quickly opened his mouth as if he was slashing through the chaos, for fear that the people passing by would surround him tightly because of the strangeness, and it would be difficult to leave when he wanted to.

"Where's your master?" The stall owner, a young woman, saw a green bird flying over, and was amazed and did not make a move to drive it away.

Listening to the bird's voice, which sounded like a child, the stall owner smiled and looked into the distance, for under normal circumstances the pet has money on it and asks for something to be bought, and its owner is likely to be not far away.

"I want one mango, four mangosteens, and half a pound of blueberries." Han Yun avoided the stall owner's question, he was not stupid, and there was no need to say too clearly in some situations, and he was listened to by someone and became a live target.

The stall owner didn't get a response, smiled and didn't say anything, and the other party had to understand the conversation with the bird, and didn't take the bird's words as a deaf ear.

In a small transparent bag around the bird's neck was a recognizable fifty dollars. The stall owner picked the fruit for the bird, and said the price while weighing it, not thinking that he needed to cheat a bird to earn that black-hearted ill-gotten gain.

Han Yun was satisfied with the stall owner's cooperation, listened to the stall owner's report in his ears, stared at the display on the kilogram scale, and mentally calculated to see if the stall owner had any crooked thoughts about ghosts.

All of them are good, and the stall owner is more practical Han Yun was very satisfied with this, and just wanted to take off the bag around his neck and hand it over, when an extremely annoying voice came out next to him.

"Where did the parrot come from, and it still has money, it can't be stolen from somewhere else, right?" A young man suddenly stepped forward and squinted at the green parrot on the stall.

Steal, steal! Han Yun's anger was ignited by the harsh words, and the thunder fire in his eyes turned his head wantonly to look at the nasty ghost on the right, his slightly drooping eyes were full of resentment, and he wanted to tear the other party's stinky mouth.

"Where did you say that?" Seeing that the man's behavior was suspicious, the stall owner actually bullied a parrot shamelessly, "This parrot has a master at a glance, how can it be like you said." ”

Look at the transparent money bag with a lot of heart, if it is really stolen money, how can it be so clean and tidy, the stall owner has a very bad impression of the young man in front of him.

"How can a parrot steal money, I guess I don't even know what money is, don't spread rumors here, be careful that the owner of the parrot comes over to ask for an explanation." The stall owner said as he consolidated the fruit into a bag and put it in two layers.

Han Yun ignored the person in front of him, who was coaxing and stirring up the stick, his eyes must have grown his buttocks, which eye saw that the uncle was like a thief, if it wasn't in public here, he really wanted to scratch the other party's face full of flowers, so that the other party would know the end of the bad mouth, and not look at the occasion's random fart.

The stall owner put the fruit bag in front of Han Yun, and the money that he hadn't handed out just now was taken off and handed over to Diao.

"I'll see." The stall owner was about to reach out to receive the money, but the man next to him quickly snatched the money bag, and the incident happened in an instant.

"Why are you like this, robbing people of money for no reason, and bring it over!" The stall owner was in a hurry and ran out angrily to get the money back to him.

The young man who snatched the money bag did not run away the next moment when he grabbed it, but put one hand in his trouser pocket and looked at it with the other hand, as if he was researching and confirming something.

Without waiting for the stall owner to ask, Han Yun was in a hurry, and rushed towards the man like lightning, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he pounced on the other party's face mercilessly.

The young man reacted suddenly, his hand in the pocket of his pants quickly stretched out and raised his hand to block, his eyelids slightly raised into the green figure that was rushing over, and he was surprised only for a moment, amused by the abnormal reaction of this bird, could it be that he made a corresponding counterattack in order to get the money bag back?

The man didn't pay attention to a parrot at all, and the price of carelessness was that the hand that stretched out to block it in front of him had a dull pain, and immediately saw a long bloody cut on the back of his hand, and blood beads were pouring out.

The stall owner was frightened by this suddenly fierce bird, and stood aside stupidly, forgetting what his original intention was, his mind was blank, and only the man-bird battle was being staged in his eyes.

"Hey, the bird's claws are sharp enough!" I looked at the wound on the back of my hand, I was bleeding and had tetanus, I was really careless and almost broke the phase, but fortunately I blocked it quickly.

With a successful blow, Han Yun was still particularly unwilling to let the other party go, he was going to follow his face, but he was transferred by the target with his hand, and he saw a little blood, and it was difficult for the dog to know that the person who couldn't spit out the ivory in his mouth knew that it was powerful.

Han Yun was determined to make the villain who slandered himself a thief look good, and pounced on it again, not only scratching his claws and adding wing fans, but also disrupting the other party's sight.

"I say, bird, that's enough!" I don't know what to do, the young man was forced by the ferocity of the parrot to be serious, and put away his previous carelessness.

"Come back!" Both blocking hands were injured, and the young man was angry, throwing the transparent wallet on his wrist to the frightened stall owner next to him, frowning at the parrot who repeatedly shot at him.

Once he got serious, the speed in his hand accelerated, and even Han Yun, who was absolutely naturally dominant in speed, accidentally landed, and was hit on the head by the other party's fingers, and tears were about to burst out of his eyes in pain.

Han Yun, who was stagnant in mid-air and no longer stepped forward, glared at the young man who was bullying him like an enemy, and threw out countless eye knives, if he could turn it into substance, he would definitely shoot the other party into a sieve.

Stared at fiercely by the parrot's cold gaze, the young man couldn't grasp the hurt in his eyes, and a cold shiver hit him, and he subconsciously rubbed his goosebumpy arms.

"Badass, badass, big baddy." Han Yun knew that he couldn't do anything with his own ability, and the young man who would be beaten twice at a glance, since he couldn't beat him, he wouldn't find another way to scold the other party for the wicked person to sue first, and it wasn't certain who was the real thief.

The young man was extremely wronged, when did he become a villain, and he was a real victim who was scratched by a bird, and this bird could not speak.

If you are really a bad guy, why do you have to stand here and be innocently scratched by birds, and the money is gone, how decent you look and how you can see the potential to be a bad guy?

If I really become a bad guy, there will definitely be a few good people left in the world, but I am curious to ask a few words, check and check, this is all an occupational disease, and I didn't take it seriously, how could I have thought that it would be like this.

If you are not working and both of your hands are injured, can it be considered a work injury? I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, and I was unlucky enough to be hit in the face twice by a parrot.