I didn't raise a bird on New Year's Day, but I also knew that the bird either ate beans or insects.

But I have never heard of birds eating bamboo.

New Year's Day spread his wings and looked at it, and then looked at his round and fluffy pink hair.

So what kind of bird is she?

Green Bud found that the little bird Yuanyuan stopped moving his beak after eating only one grain of beans, and couldn't help but be a little anxious.

Although Yuanyuan is just a funny pet, it was given to the prince by Lord Shangshu, and if she is hungry because of this, then she will definitely be to blame.

Green Sprout had no choice but to feed the bird in person: "Master Yuanyuan, you pity the poor slave maid, can you eat some more?" ”

New Year's Day: "......"

It's not that I don't pity you.

It's the beans and rice that are really unpalatable.

No matter how green shoots persuaded her, the little bird just wouldn't open her mouth, and she suddenly became anxious: "Yuanyuan refuses to eat, what can I do?" ”

On New Year's Day, the old god was lying in a small nest on the ground, and said in his heart: If you bring me a plate of bamboo at this time, believe it or not, I can immediately perform a three-second disc for you?

However, it was: "Chirp~"

If the bird doesn't eat, it may be sick.

With such a conjecture, Green Sprout ran to the front hall, ready to report to the old manager that the bird might be sick, and happened to run into the prince who had returned from the barracks.

"Panicked, what kind of system?" The old manager shouted with a cold face.

Green Sprout hurriedly knelt down to admit his mistake, and lowered his head in fear: "Yuanyuan refuses to eat, and the slave is worried that Yuanyuan is sick, so she ......"

"Yuanyuan?" Xiao Changqi didn't know the name of the bird, and the person who sent the bird didn't even have the courage to look up at him, let alone take the initiative to tell him what the bird's name was.

The old housekeeper said at the right time: "It's the bird sent by Shangshu Mansion." ”

The fat bird that seems to understand human speech?

In this world, the birds who can understand human speech and are so clever are afraid that they have already become fine.

It's normal to refuse to eat bird food.

"Check it out." Xiao Changqi turned around as he was about to return to the main courtyard and walked towards the Bird's Nest.

At this time, New Year's Day was lying on the windowsill in a daze, and the round little bean eyes were staring in a certain direction without blinking.

It was none other than the lush bamboo forest in the main courtyard.

Chirp~

I'm so hungry.

New Year's Day stretched out the tips of his wings and patted his round belly, but his eyes never took his eyes off the bamboo forest.

The look of staring at food is obviously the look of food.

A moment later, as if he had made up his mind, New Year's Day stood up crookedly, flapped his wings and climbed up to the window lattice, pecking a small hole in the window paper with his pointed beak.

Then, New Year's Day pouted the fleshy bird's buttocks, first stuck his head into the paper hole, and then twisted and twisted to get out.

Ay?

Why is it stuck?

Halfway through the drill, New Year's Day found that he couldn't move no matter how he dragged his body out.

In the next second, she felt that the short tail behind her was suddenly pinched lightly.

"Chirp!" New Year's Day immediately fried hair.

Who is so mad?

Even birds can tease?!

She immediately retracted half of her body that had been drilled out, ready to teach the pervert who played hooligan to the bird in a menacing manner, but she didn't expect to face a pair of deep and dark phoenix eyes.

New Year's Day in an instant: "......"

After the quail lasted for half a second, New Year's Day became fierce again, pointing at the "hooligan" with the tips of pink and tender wings and saying, "Chirp chirp!" ”

What did you just do?

Don't you know that a bird's tail can't be touched?!

Xiao Changqi, who does not have a tenth level of bird language: "......"

Xiao Changqi raised his eyebrows, and then his eyes fell on the tattered round hole drilled out by the little fat bird, and his voice was as cold as frost: "Want to escape? ”