bookrandom Chapter 110: Carrier Pigeon: A child with a mother is a treasure (4)
Chapter 110: Carrier Pigeon: A child with a mother is a treasure (4)
【Cuckoo~】
My eyes were filled with tears and I blinked. Good Fengying, please give me something to eat. I’m starving!
Wang Fengying held the pigeon in her hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Its feathers were cold to the touch, and there were faint traces of snow particles on its back that were half melted by its body temperature.
[Mom, did Aunt Li write to you? Why doesn't she come to see me? Didn't we make an appointment two years ago? ]
[Oh, little kid, you don’t know how busy your Aunt Li’s business is. She has to burn two or three cylinders of gas a day. She also wants to save money for your brother Guo Li to buy a house. How can she leave!!!]
Wang Fengying touched the pigeon, turned around and went into the house to get a clean towel and wiped the little guy's fur. It was really great that he flew so far in such terrible weather!
【Cuckoo~】
I retracted my left and right paws, my foresight was triggered, and a series of images appeared in my mind -
I saw a pot of thick soup bubbling with big bubbles, and inside it was a fresh and tender baby?!?
ヽ(*。＞Д＜)o゜9
(It can’t be me…)
Take a closer look, ha, it's an old hen!!!
Finally I put the little heart that jumped up to my throat back into my stomach o(*￣︶￣*)o
Wang Fengying, with a haggard face and wearing a red turtleneck sweater, took a bowl of chicken soup to the inner room and handed it to the old man who was leaning weakly against the head of the bed.
The old man's skinny hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't catch the bowl at all.
Wang Fengying simply took the bowl and fed the old man one spoonful at a time.
[Mom, look at you, there is a urinal in the room, why did you go out to the public toilet in the middle of the night, and you fell down and refused to call for help. If Aunt Lin next door hadn't told me, would you still be hiding it from me?! ]
The old lady was about to explain with trembling lips, but she interrupted her again.
[Am I just a cold-hearted person who only cares about money in your eyes? I can make money anytime, but you are my only mother. Oh, what can I say about you? I am so angry! ]
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The picture suddenly disappeared, and it turned out that I was placed on the table next to the radiator.
What Wang Fengying is wearing now is not a red turtleneck sweater, but a bright yellow rider's work clothes.
【Cuckoo~】
Well, it’s not nice to hear or talk about an old lady going to the toilet in the middle of the night. How can I remind her? !
This is the most inconvenient thing about the old Beijing courtyard houses. Most residents in the alleys have to go to the public toilets outside to use the toilet, or keep a urinal at home and go to the public toilet to empty it when it is full.
【Cuckoo~】
Okay, I'm not familiar with the old lady, so I'll just have to hope for the best. Anyway, from what I saw just now, the problem doesn't seem serious.
Good Fengying, please open the letter so I can know what urgent matter has made me make this trip. I almost froze to death on the way...
The starling was still hanging upside down on the shelf, with no one paying any attention to it. It flapped its wings at everything it could reach and squawked angrily.
【Soup! Soup! 】
The little fat boy knew very well that his mother loved the birds and could not help at all. When he heard the starling yelling, he almost burst out laughing.
[Mom, mynah bird asked you to make soup with the pigeons, hahahahaha! What hatred or grudge is there! ]
When the starling heard what its little master said, it became even more excited. It flapped its wings, flew back to the shelf, and repeated the words with a hop and a skip.
【Soup! Soup! 】
【Cuckoo~】
Damn, is it so great to be able to talk?!
Stew you! Stinky bird!
It is not common to see two birds quarreling with each other. Both mother and son grinned at each other, neither of them helping the other.
Wang Fengying wiped the pigeon dry inside and out, poured some warm water for it to drink.
【Cuckoo~】
I dove into the water cup and gulped it down.
My throat is so dry that it's smoking. I can't even argue properly! I'll find the stinky bird and fight it for 800 rounds later.
[Mom, take out the letter and have a look! ]
The fat boy had a telephone watch. Although he didn't understand why a pigeon was used to send a message over a long distance, he was full of curiosity. The sense of anticipation was something that modern communication equipment could not give him.
【Cuckoo~】
I cooperated very well and lay on my back on the table, with my two paws raised high, and two special mailboxes on my left and right. The SF Express delivery guy didn't have as much niubility as me.
o (￣ ▽ ￣) d
With a slight click, the latch of the mailbox was opened.
Wang Fengying held a pair of tweezers in her hand and gently took out the rolled-up letter paper.
There is one on the other side as well.
Li Pandi is always like this, she always writes two pages, she said she can only write big characters, it wastes paper...
Wang Fengying picked up one at random, unfolded it, and frowned as she looked at it.
The little fat boy stood aside and waited obediently. The teacher had taught him that letters can only be opened by the recipient himself. It is immoral and even illegal to read other people's letters.
He felt strange when he saw his mother looking at him after reading the letter.
[Mom, what did Aunt Li say?! Why do you look so unhappy?]
Wang Fengying slammed the letter on the table and said angrily.
[She told me about your father. The child was born with liver and kidney dysfunction and had been in the ICU for more than a month. Your stepmother’s family was rich and helped your father pay off millions of dollars in debt. He was very grateful. Now the child’s medical expenses can still be afforded. The doctor’s advice is that it would be best to replace part of the liver and kidneys so that the child has a chance to grow up…]
The little fat boy pointed at the tip of his nose in disbelief, his voice shrill.
[So, my dad has set his sights on me?! Mom, tell me honestly, is he really my biological dad? I am not the son of the guy next door, am I?!]
Wang Fengying's face turned red with anger. She slapped her son on the head, not very hard, but simply because she was annoyed that he didn't think before speaking.
[Change your surname. I will bring your household registration and birth certificate with me today and we will go to the police station to change your surname. Your heartless father can refuse to acknowledge it! ]
【Cuckoo~】
Bah, scumbag, worse than sugarcane residue!
Wang Fengying said that wind would bring rain, and she didn't care that it was snowing outside. She took all the documents, took her son and went out.
Turn left out of the gate, walk to the end of the alley and turn right and walk about 800 meters to the police station. It is very close and convenient.
The wind chimes hanging on the door frame swayed and made clear and pleasant sounds. The starling was stunned for two seconds and then started screaming again.
【Soup! Soup! 】
【Cuckoo~】
Do you believe I will slap you twice if you keep making noise?! And I will make you bald?!
Bah, you don't know the etiquette of a landlord, you have to make soup for everyone who comes?!
If you can then, why don't you open the chains on your feet first! Hahahahahahahahaha!
【Ga----】
How could the starling not understand what the pigeon with its hands on its hips and laughing was thinking? It was so angry that its hair stood on end and the bird stand was tossing from side to side.
The bird rack is hung on a protruding rack under the eaves. It is a cement-poured steel structure and is very strong. Even if a hundred starlings are tied together and jump on it, it will not collapse.
【Cuckoo~】
There is a letter on the table, unopened...
I used my claws to scratch it, and wow, the words were really big.