Chapter 258 Bird Enthusiast

Guo's mother's performance as a normal person disappeared, and she became a patient with Alzheimer's syndrome again. The two different thinkings got stuck when switching, commonly known as fragments.

Zhang Zian frowned deeply, but his reaction was always quick, and he gave Guo Dongyue a wink, signaling him to quickly bring the pair of red-faced parrots over, and at the same time reminded Guo's mother, "Xiao Zi and Pea Yellow, right?"

Mother Guo's eyes lit up, "Yes! Xiao Zi and Pea Yellow!" She looked left and right, looking around the room, leaning on the armrests with her hands to stand up, and whispered: "Xiao Zi and Pea Yellow, why don't you bark?" ?”

Zhang Zian stood up, leaned forward, lightly pressed her shoulder, and said, "Wait a minute, Xiao Zi and Pea Yellow will be here soon."

Guo's mother looked up at Zhang Zian, her eyes were loose and then concentrated again, and then she smiled gently, "Who are you looking for?"

Although Zhang Zian was mentally prepared, his heart sank when he heard the words.

He only had a brief conversation with Guo's mother, and he made up the topic temporarily. Even so, being forgotten made him feel tight in his chest. It's hard to imagine what it would be like for Guo Dongyue to be forgotten day after day.

"I'm a bird enthusiast," he lied without changing his expression, "I heard that your parrot is quite good at talking, so I came to learn from you."

"Birds... fancier?" Mother Guo muttered this word that was unfamiliar to her.

"It's about raising and playing with birds." Zhang Zian explained simply.

"Oh..." Mother Guo nodded politely, but she didn't trust him as before.

Zhang Zian took out his mobile phone, started the "Pet Hunter" game, and clicked on Richard's pet column to show her.

"Look, this is my African gray parrot."

Guo's mother has presbyopia, she tilted her head back, a little farther away from the screen, and frowned, but she still couldn't see clearly.

Zhang Zian reminded, "Your glasses are hanging around your neck."

Mother Guo let out an ah with her mouth half-opened, subconsciously lowered her head, her movements were dull and stiff. She was taken aback when she saw that the reading glasses tied to the temples by a string were indeed hanging around her neck, and then she smiled reassuringly, pinching the temples and putting on the glasses properly.

The phone screen became clear to her eyes.

"Yo,

It's really a gray parrot. With a bit of surprise and surprise, she had more trust in Zhang Zian, "It's rare for young people to like raising birds. "

Zhang Zian put his phone back, and said with a smile, "Now there are more and more young people raising birds."

In the era in her memory, middle-aged and elderly people mainly liked to raise birds, but now many young people also like to raise birds, although the number is still inferior to that of cats and dogs.

Guo Dongyue stood at the door of the living room with the birdcage for a while, waiting for Zhang Zian's words to come to an end before he came in. He admired Zhang Zian and was amused at the same time, thanks to him being able to quickly switch between different identities without giving away.

Guo's mother noticed him coming in, her eyes turned a few times on his face, she opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in her throat and couldn't come out. Anxiety, hesitation, and depression alternately occupied her face, as if she might cry at any moment, even Zhang Zian, a bystander, couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

Fortunately, the two red-faced parrots called out at the right time, drawing Guo's mother's attention.

She stared blankly at the bird in the cage, fumbled to take off her reading glasses, and finally a smile appeared on her face.

"Xiao Zi, Pea Yellow, it's you guys! It's been a long time since I heard you call, I thought you were running away! Dongyue..." She looked up, completely ignoring her son who was close at hand, as if she was looking at him. As if to excuse herself: "Dongyue has gone to school, don't worry about disturbing his study..."

Guo Dongyue's hands trembled, the birdcage shook a few times, and he stabilized himself quickly, turning his head away.

The memory that had been dormant for a long time was revived. During his middle school years, when he was faced with intense pressure, such as math competitions or final exams, he would be as distraught as anyone else. Once he did not get the desired grades, he occasionally complained that the two parrots at home were always barking and disturbing his study.

Zhang Zian already knew that her state was very unstable, and he had to find out what he needed to know as soon as possible, and said to her: "These two are red-faced parrots, right? They are very rare species."

"Yes! It's a red-faced parrot!" She responded cheerfully, "I was given it by an old classmate before, and few people can recognize it. You are really that...bird...bird..."

"Bird enthusiast." Zhang Zian said it for her.

"Bird enthusiast... Bird enthusiast..." Mother Guo repeated mechanically, as if she was afraid that she would forget.

Zhang Zian and Guo Dongyue exchanged glances, and half of the stone in their hearts fell to the ground. Guo's mother used to raise red-faced parrots. This kind of parrot is rare and there are almost no subspecies, so the feather color is similar. If it is replaced by other common parrots, it is too difficult to find the same feather color.

"I heard that you taught them to talk? As far as I know, red-faced parrots are not good at learning to talk. It's really not easy for you to teach them." Zhang Zian guided the topic like a family.

"Hehe, you are too generous. When Dongyue's child was not at home, I was bored by myself, and I just taught them how to talk to relieve their boredom." She said with a smile, "You don't know, my son is very promising. Very obedient, never let me worry too much..."

Speaking of this, there was a bit of regret on her face, and she said in a very low voice: "Never make me worry...never make me worry..."

Guo Dongyue's eye sockets were flushed with tears rolling in them. At this moment, he already understood his mother's loneliness back then. If the time were to repeat itself, he would choose to be less obedient and less self-reliant, so that his mother could worry more. For mothers, worrying about their children is actually a kind of happiness.

Zhang Zian hardened his heart and brought the topic back, "What words did you teach them? Can you tell me?"

Guo's mother froze for a moment, her mind showing signs of getting stuck again.

Zhang Zian pointed to the cage and reminded, "Parrot, your parrot, what can they say?"

"They," Guo's mother's mood changed extremely quickly, from sadness to excitement almost instantly, "I taught them a poem!"

Zhang Zian and Guo Dongyue were startled and asked in unison, "Which poem?"

Mother Guo took a deep breath, as if preparing for a poem, but when the words came to her mouth, she forgot what she wanted to say, and the upper and lower rows of teeth opened and closed, but no sound came out.

Oops!

Zhang Zian and Guo Dongyue had an ominous premonition.

In the next second, their premonition was confirmed—a gentle and wary smile appeared on Guo's mother's face again, and she asked, "Who are you looking for?"

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