Chapter 307 The Chubby Bird and the Little Person They Picked Up



The cub hit a person on the head like a cannonball, knocking both of them unconscious.

When he woke up, he found himself sleeping in a very dilapidated temple.

The boy heard children's innocent voices whispering among themselves.

"Is that person still not awake?"

"I don't know. I'm not talkative to begin with. I hope I don't get stunned by the impact."

"Where did this bird come from? It's so heavy. Sis, can we stew it and eat it?"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense. Such a fat, cough cough, such a round little bird, it might be intelligent. Don't provoke it. Let it go when it wakes up."

"But sister, I've never seen a bird sleep on its back. Is it really a bird?"

The chick was startled when it heard this. It tried to turn over and sit up, but found that because the bird's spine was not very flexible and it was round, it could not turn over at all. It could only roll into a ball of fur and roll around on the table for a while before finally stopping and standing up, feeling dizzy.

"Chirp~"

The little guy stood up, shaking his paws.

He saw two children staring intently at him.

He looked to be no more than eight or nine years old.

The child couldn't help but pull his paws back, trying to sit more upright.

But when he pressed down with all his weight, his table did move and made a sound.

"Ho—"

It turned out that his table wasn't a table at all, but rather the child who had been knocked unconscious.

The baby squatted on the child's chest, forcefully waking the child up.

The child's eyes were filled with wariness and fear, clearly different from the brother and sister standing in front of him.

Not as clever, more dull and timid.

Like a little groundhog that's about to get scared at any moment.

The boy looked at the clothes of the three of them again.

Dressed in tattered clothes, with simple furniture, and looking dusty, they lived in a dilapidated temple that no one cared about; they must have been three little vagrants.

The older sister, upon seeing the baby clinging to the boy's chest like a soft, round dumpling, was also incredibly fond of it.

"So cute..."

Under the intense gazes of the three children, the cub felt it couldn't escape.

It's not like my son hasn't been a parent before.

He used to be a parent to his father!

The little one can take care of his father, who's that big—how could he not take care of three little humans? The three of them combined aren't even as big as their father! (Referring to their size)

As we all know, playing house is one of the most popular games for children when they are young.

Who doesn't enjoy being a parent?

The child looked at the three little people with bright, sparkling eyes and immediately decided to raise them!

And those children:

"The birds are so cute!"

"Sister, can we raise it?"

"Hmm..." The girl in the lead hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed, "Anyway, such a small bird probably can't eat much, let's keep it."

Both sides felt they had gotten the better deal.

The cub spread its short wings and flapped them rapidly, flying low for about 1.5 meters before nestling on its older sister's head.

"Wow! He's so warm! But he's really a bit heavy..."

The boy lying in the haystack raised his head. The furry, warm touch from before was gone, but his hand still involuntarily rose up, wanting to hold onto Qianyuan.

He hadn't felt this warmth in a long time.

The boy looked at the tip of the cub's soft, fluffy tail, his fingertips twitched, and he looked like he really wanted to stroke it.

But after hesitating for a moment, he withdrew his hand.

This warmth was a happiness he could never attain.

But the baby moved and jumped off its sister's head, landing in the boy's arms.

"Hey—wait, he's been knocked unconscious again!!"

The boy's small body couldn't withstand the attack of a hard little dumpling.

It was indeed a burden he could not bear.

During the time the boy was unconscious, Zai finally figured out where the three children came from.

The siblings were named Ruo Piaoxue and Ruo Liufeng, while the boy had no name and had run away from a slave trader on the roadside.

The three of them were homeless children who huddled together in a dilapidated temple where no one came to keep warm, and went out during the day to beg for a little food.

They looked like three malnourished kittens huddled together, meowing and covered in dirt.

cub: I feel affection for it.

Zai was clearly the thinnest of the three boys, and he had many wounds on his body from being bullied and abused. I decided to go out immediately to find food for the little people.

But even now, when he flies, it still flies at a low frequency and slowly...

It took him half an hour to get to the temple entrance, which was only five meters away.

Seeing that the little chubby bird seemed to be in good spirits, flying around, Ruo Piaoxue picked it up and placed it back on Ruo Liufeng's head so that Ruo Liufeng could hold it up.

"Let's go out and beg for food!"

"Okay! A lot more today! Feed Chirp!"

The little dumpling on top of my head coughed:

Even when begging for food, you shouldn't be so loud...

Sigh, if he were a little bigger, he could protect the three little people.

But now...

While the child was still feeling down, he saw two pitiful children, Ruo Piaoxue and Ruo Liufeng, squatting on the street with red eyes, and he immediately started to cry.

Some wealthy people passing by would take pity on them and feed them fragrant steamed buns, steaming meat buns, and glutinous rice ball soup.

The baby's drool was dripping down his face.

Begging for food doesn't seem so bad, huh?

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