Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Seventh Chicken Crowing Dog Thief

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Zhang Zian got up too early. At this time, the eastern sky was only dawning. Looking out from the window of the living room on the second floor, there were only a few scattered households with lights on. I don't know if they got up early to work or came back late after the night shift, or It's reading at night by candlelight.

Xinghai squatted in the dim light coming in from the window, carefully put down the cat's paw, his silver-gray eyes complemented the few remaining bright stars in the sky.

"Meow~Richard is not teaching them to talk," it said.

"Aren't you teaching them to speak?" Zhang Zian didn't understand. Richard is a speech-solving bird, and his whole body's ability is in his mouth. If he wasn't teaching them to speak, what else could he do?

Xinghai shook his head first, then nodded again, "Yes, and no."

"Meow~ Xinghai doesn't understand, and he can't explain clearly, but Richard needs the help of Zian and the doctor." It said awkwardly.

"Doctor?" Zhang Zian was stunned for a moment, Xinghai knew only one doctor, right?

"Is that the Sun Xiaomeng who often comes to the store?" He confirmed to Xinghai.

Xinghai nodded vigorously, "Meow ~ doctor in white."

"Is that so..." Zhang Zian still didn't understand, but he wrote it down. He didn't ask further, because if he knew too much, he would be daunted by the future. For example, you know in advance that when you go out today, you will first cross the threshold with your left foot. When you walk to the threshold, you will carefully calculate your steps to ensure that the future will not change-this is too tiring to live.

He knew that Richard needed help, not only from him, but also from Sun Xiaomeng, and that was enough.

And he also knew that Richard was not content with just teaching the red-faced parrot to talk, but was secretly preparing to make a big news, so it was better for him to pretend he didn't know.

Sun Xiaomeng... It seems that since Guo Dongyue mentioned parrot fever and pigeon breeder's lung, Sun Xiaomeng has been involved in this matter.

"Meow~ That's it." Xinghai said.

"Okay, I see, Xinghai go play." Zhang Zian suddenly said with a smirk, "Shall I tell you where the cat is hiding?"

"Meow! Meow! Xinghai don't listen! Zian is always playing tricks!" Xinghai lay on the ground, closed his eyes tightly, and covered his ears with two cat paws.

"Okay, I won't say anything." Zhang Zian rubbed his nose disheartened. Since when did Xinghai leave the stereotypical impression of always cheating? I haven't cheated a few times... I peeked a few times while playing hide-and-seek. Is this called cheating? Of course not!

"Meow~" Xinghai opened one eye to make sure he didn't speak, and then quickly ran out of the living room.

Zhang Zian put on his sportswear and practiced boxing in the living room for a while, until he was drenched in sweat before stopping.

He took a quick shower, dried his hair, and threw yesterday's clothes into the washing machine before coming downstairs again.

Fina opened her eyes, and without waiting for it to urge her, she said, "Yes, I'll get your breakfast in a while."

Xinghai and the beautiful cat were still chasing upstairs and downstairs, and the snow lion was lying on the cat climbing frame on the lower floor, obsessed with Fina's tail. After one night, the water in the push teapot was probably getting cold, and he was going to reboil a pot of water for the old tea in a while.

"Zian." Old Cha waved his cat's paw at him.

"Master Cha, what's the matter?" He walked over quickly.

Lao Cha stroked his beard with a cat's paw, looked at Richard and said, "Zian, have you heard the allusion of 'chicken crowing and dog stealing'?"

Zhang Zian thought for a while, "It seems that a certain dog family in ancient times had a bunch of patrons, one of them could learn how to crow, and the other was good at stealing through dog holes?"

"Hehe, that's right." Old Cha nodded happily, "But we changed it to 'Cat Thief' here."

Zhang Zian was taken aback when he heard that, "Master Cha, I didn't understand..."

Old Cha chuckled, stretched out his cat's paw and pointed at Richard in the cage, "The rooster crows."

It pans the cat's paw and points at the nympho snow lion,

"Cat thief."

Zhang Zian suddenly realized, and pointed to his nose, "Big dog?"

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't mention the words "Gou Dahu", but now I have to dig a hole and jump myself!

"Ahem, what's the matter..." Old Cha coughed a few times, and then said seriously: "Although chicken crowing and dog robbery are derogatory in later generations, there is no distinction between superior and inferior skills. If Mr. Meng Chang didn't have the help of chicken crowing and dog robbery, his bones would probably be cold early. "

Zhang Zian realized that Old Tea was reminding him not to underestimate or neglect Richard and Snow Lion, because they might need to rely on their stunts at any time.

"I see, Mr. Cha." He respectfully listened to the instructions.

The navigation elves have long said that the level of elves only represents the strength of the power of faith, but there are specializations in the arts, and when it comes to certain things, high-level elves may not be stronger than low-level elves. When the Xieyu Bird appeared on the radar, Zhang Zian did have a slight thought of contempt flashing in his heart, thinking that it was just a lowest-level elf, and it didn't matter if he didn't catch it. However, the experience of the past few days made him secretly thankful that he had captured the Xie Yu Niao, otherwise he would have been helpless with Guo Dongyue's affairs.

Lao Cha is always like a wise elder, giving him timely advice.

Zhang Zian already knew that Richard was very good at it, but Snow Lion...

Fina took a nap on the cat climbing frame on the highest floor, her drooping tail wagging regularly with her breathing. Snow Lion stared at the tip of Fina's tail intoxicatedly, and licked his tongue from time to time, as if forcibly suppressing his desire to hug her.

Zhang Zian felt that with Fina around, the Snow Lion probably had no use for it. It was only good at planning and stealing things. He couldn't let it do bad things, right? So besides stealing, what else can a snow lion do?

Forget it, he decided not to think about it, let nature take its course.

Mr. Mengchang can keep a lot of diners, so Zhang Zian can't afford to keep a few pets? Even if Snow Lion can't do anything but be cute and nympho, he won't treat it differently... The problem is that Snow Lion always treats him differently.

"Smelly man! What are you looking at! I'll see you again!" Snow Lion noticed his gaze, turned his head and gave him a hard look, showing his paws as a threat.

Zhang Zian pretended to smile mysteriously, and said to it, "Don't you feel something strange in your mouth?"

"Strange smell?" Snow Lion pursed his lips to carefully feel the taste from his tongue, and then his expression changed.

"Bah, bah, bah! What does it smell like!" Snow Lion wrinkled his face in disgust, "What did you do while my old lady was asleep?"

"Nothing. To tell you the truth, you licked a blanket in your dream this morning."

"Fur... blanket..." Snow Lion smacked his lips. There were indeed some tiny fluffs hanging on the barbs of his tongue, and judging from the taste, it was not the same kind of hair, but the bitterness of artificial fabric.

"How dare you not wake up my old lady, you are so weak, I will settle accounts with you after seeing my old lady!" It didn't care about other things, jumped off the cat climbing frame, and plunged into the basin to rinse its mouth.

In the cage, Richard and the two red-faced parrots were silent.

Xiao Zi and Pea Huang stared at him warily and found that he was not a threat, they combed each other's feathers with their beaks.

Richard suddenly spread his wings and said in his original voice, "Ash, I am Ash."

Xiao Zi and Wan Dou Huang stared at it for a while, and said in a hoarse voice that could barely be distinguished: "Hui..."