Chapter 21 Is the stomach of all little birds like this? (1 update)

In the supermarket, Sang Yian and Grandpa Whitebeard looked at each other.

[I used to coexist with the host and live in the host's body through the formation. Others can't do it?]

Sang Yian was very confident, "If humans can't do it, it doesn't mean that animals can't do it either?"

Grandpa Whitebeard still didn't have much confidence, [You don't understand, the only person related to me in this world is the host, I can't forcibly interfere with other people, let alone live in their bodies? Once I have evil intentions, I will disappear immediately.

Sang Yian comforted her, "First, this is a parrot, and it is a parrot whose lifespan has ended, not a human being;" "

Second, this is still my parrot, not someone else's parrot. It is my property. We have a contractual relationship, so this is also your parrot. There is absolutely no problem with you living on it!"

The old man with white beard was convinced by her. [It seems to make sense.]

Then he heard Sang Yian continue to say, "If anyone thinks that you are violating the rules by doing this, then he is a fool with a confused mind."

The old man with white beard was so scared that he looked up at the sky.

Boom! !

In the bright sunny sky, the clear sky was thundering. The sudden roar could scare a child to tears.

The old man with white beard said nothing, and directly took a little blood from the parrot, and then disappeared into the living room.

Sang Yian had already run out of the supermarket when the thunder sounded, and the owners of several shops along the street did the same thing.

"The weather forecast didn't say it would rain today, so why is there thunder?" a middle-aged woman complained.

"The thunder is loud enough, maybe someone did something evil and angered God." This was said by the old lady with silver hair sitting under the sycamore tree.

Sang Yian felt inexplicably guilty and turned back to the supermarket, "God shouldn't be so petty, right?"

"Shut up!"

The emerald green parrot flew towards him, with a clear and loud voice, and it was obviously a good bird!

Sang Yian shook her head and sighed, "Can't we even tell the truth now?"

The little parrot stretched out its left wing and covered her mouth with a snap, "Please be kind and let me live a few more days."

Sang Yian blinked, and then she realized that the life gate was successful!

She happily grabbed the little parrot with both hands, and curiously touched its wings, head, and even its tail. She didn't let go. She

had never raised a parrot before. This parrot was emerald green all over, with a light yellow head and neck, and two bright red spots on the tail of its wings. It was a very beautiful parrot.

It was just that it might be because of illness, so it had some baldness on its chest and head.

However, she believed that it would get better soon. After all, it was no longer a parrot, but a life gate that had existed between heaven and earth for tens of millions of years.

"How can a little girl like you do anything to an old man?"

The parrot fluttered its wings, and the whole bird became arrogant, trying to get away from Sang Yian's control.

Sang Yian didn't care about that. He held the parrot's small body with both hands and raised it up to his line of sight.

Her bright big eyes smiled into crescents, "Old man, we used to have a contractual relationship, but now, you are my pet, and I am your master."

The little parrot opened its mouth, without moving its eyes, and looked at her in shock, feeling that it had been tricked again!

How could its seniority be reduced so much in the blink of an eye?

Feeling that the parrot in his hand had instantly become obedient, Sang Yian's baby face bloomed with a brilliant smile.

"But don't worry, I'm a very kind and tolerant owner. As long as you don't destroy the house, don't hurt people, don't disturb people, pay attention to hygiene, and know how to be polite, I won't restrict your actions."

The parrot thought about it and showed its rebelliousness clearly, "You said it as if it were true, how can you restrict me?"

Sang Yian bent his index finger and touched the parrot's little head again and again, saying lightly, "I can chat with God, the thunder just now sounded good."

The parrot immediately remembered the scene when it was just born and was chased and struck by thunder because of its playfulness. That feeling was really wonderful, so wonderful that it didn't want to experience it again. The goalkeeper

who has lived for tens of millions of years can bend and stretch to the fullest, and took the initiative to touch Sang Yian's finger with his head. He is well-behaved and cute, so cute.

Damn! Who can withstand this?

Feeling the soft and smooth place where he was rubbed, Sang Yian stroked the little parrot happily and enjoyed the happiness of having a pet.

To celebrate, Sang Yian went to a small restaurant on the street and packed braised pork, sweet and sour spare ribs, squirrel fish, and a bowl of soybean pig's feet soup.

He cooked rice in a rice cooker and put two cans of fat house happy water just taken out of the refrigerator on it.

One person and one bird, sitting opposite each other, looked very festive.

Shengmen jumped around on the dining table happily, and it couldn't remember how many years it had been since it tasted the delicious food!

Sang Yian held up a can of Coke and said with a smile, "Come on, Lao Men, congratulations on your new life!"

But the parrot turned its head, spread its wings, pointed at the Coke, and said generously, "Drink whatever you want. You should drink alcohol now!"

Sang Yian couldn't drink alcohol, so she waved her hand and said, "There are plenty of drinks in the supermarket downstairs. Take whatever you want."

The little parrot flapped its wings and flew away.

Then, within two minutes, it flew up again with a small shopping bag in its two claws. In the shopping bag, there was obviously a bottle of two-pot beer.

Sang Yian: "..."

I didn't expect that Lao Men was still an alcoholic.

She opened the bottle cap, poured a small half cup and pushed it over. Before she clinked glasses, the little parrot had already lowered its head and drank it.

Sang Yian finally understood that it didn't matter what they were celebrating, and no one could stop a hungry fellow from eating.

Originally, Sang Yian considered the size of the parrot and separated a little bit of each of the dishes that were packed, re-plated them, and gave them to the parrot.

But he didn't know that the parrot was a generous person and left the food on the plate for Sang Yian, and ate it directly from the original lunch box.

Sang Yian looked at the little food on the plate, and then at the parrot that was eating voraciously. Did she have any misunderstanding about the bird's stomach?

From now on, she could no longer look at the three words "bird's stomach" in the face.

Maybe Sang Yian's gaze was too direct, and the parrot that had eaten the last piece of braised spareribs looked up and said, "If you can't eat it, don't force yourself to eat it. I can help you without any difficulty. After all, it's shameful to waste food."

As soon as he finished speaking, the parrot spread its wings and prepared to rush to the plate.

Sang Yian was quick-witted and immediately picked up the plate. "I haven't eaten yet! No need for you to make it difficult."

The parrot retracted its wings, a little regretful, which made Sang Yian laugh and cry.

"I told you that you can eat as much as a parrot. Don't overeat. If you go to the pet hospital and others find out that you are abnormal, you will be finished."

The little parrot raised its head, stretched out a wing, waved it unrestrainedly, and was very proud. "Don't worry, no one will find out that I am abnormal."

Sang Yian didn't say anything when she saw this. She quickly finished the meal and continued to communicate with the decoration company.

As for the life gate, it had already flown out and wasted its time.