I gave birth to an egg after rebirth

Rong Li didn't move, just waited for the cub to react and run away, but to his surprise, this little guy not only didn't run, but also swaggered towards him with small steps.

Is this guy a little too fat?He is afraid of falling with this walking posture?

Rong Li watched the little guy walk up to his shoes, pecked at the top of his shoes, and turned sideways after calling out "Chirp~".

Taking a closer look, he saw that the birdie's little wings were folded at an unusual angle.

injured?

Rongli knelt down and put his hand in front of him. He didn't want to grab it directly, for fear of shocking the little guy, so he said softly, "Come up, let me show you the wings."

At this time, a ray of sunlight hit Rongli's head, as if it was coated with a layer of soft golden light. The young man with red lips and white teeth, dressed in Tsing Yi, stretched out his hand to invite a red-haired cub.

I don't know whose heart is beating.

The little red bird was stunned for a while, Rongli thought he was still thinking, so he stretched out his hand and waited without urging him. palm.

Rong Li couldn't help touching his hair. It was the first time he was inexperienced, so he collapsed the fluffy fur on the top of the little red bird's head. It looked a little funny, so he quickly fiddled with him with one finger.

Rongli carried the little one back to the seat, folded the handkerchief in half and put it on the table, and then put the little red bird on it.

The table is a stone table, and in the early spring weather, it is easy to freeze the tender little paws.

"Ah Yu."

"Young master is here." The sun was just right today, and Ah Yu was moving the bedding out to dry himself, and hurried over when he heard his young master's call, "What do you want me to do, young master?"

"Look at this, I picked it up." Rong Li motioned him to look at the little cub on the table, "I don't know what kind of bird it is, its wings are injured."

Ayu looked at it for a while and said, "It's a bit like a chicken that hasn't molted yet, but it's not as red as a chicken."

"Then what about his wings?" Rong Li worried as he looked at the wings that were not much bigger than a fingernail.

"It'll be fine, right?" How did he know what to do if the chicken's wings were broken?No one would care about such trivial matters.

Rong Li raised his little wings lightly, and there was a little blood in the feathers, "Go and get a bottle of wound medicine, a small bamboo stick and a dagger, by the way, and silver wire, and a pair of small scissors."

Ayu actually wanted to say that it was unnecessary, but seeing Rongli's caring expression, he had no choice but to resign himself to finding something.

Rong Li broke a small piece of pastry from the plate and put it in front of him, "Do you want to eat it?"

The little red bird looked at him sideways, and then began to peck at the pastry in his hand.

This newborn bird is quite courageous.

Rong Li fed the bird with pastries for a while, wiped his hands and gently lifted the bird. The wings were too small, and he couldn't see clearly what was wrong with it from too far away.

He touched the little wing lightly, and the bird chirped, possibly because of pain, and moved to the side, trying to hide its wings.

Rong Li could only coax him softly, "I won't touch it anymore, show me again, I can see where the injury is?"

Bird tilted his head and looked at him with one eye, as if considering the credibility of his words.

Rong Li felt that he was really stunned, why did he look so humane?

"My lord, I brought the things." Ayu came over with a tray, on which were the things that Rong Lirang had prepared.

Rongli put the bird back on the veil, picked up the scissors, and looked at the bird. The bird stood still, not knowing whether he didn't know this thing or believed in Rongli.

The scissors of Rongli approached slowly, and he was worried that the little bird would struggle and hurt it when he started to do it later, "Don't be afraid, I'll just cut a little bit of fur, and it won't hurt you."

A Yu looked at his young master coaxing this red-feathered chicken very speechlessly, and couldn't help asking, "Sir, do you want to raise it?"

Rongli gently pressed the cub to make sure he wouldn't move, and then carefully cut off the fluff on the little wing with the tip of the scissors. Before that, he only cared about tidying up the bird's wings, and didn't think about where he would go after that. It was only after Ayu's question that I thought of it, "Let's take care of it, let's talk about it after the injury is healed."

He didn't see a bird's nest nearby, and he didn't know where the little guy came from.

"Then I'll send someone to find a cage?" Ayu said.

"Okay, let's find something nicer." Such a cute little bird can't be wronged.

Ayu: Isn't it good-looking or not?

The feathers on the small wings are very slender, and the raccoon can only pick and cut them with a small stick. The wings are not big, but it takes some time to cut the feathers.

After the hair is cut off, the wings are even smaller, and the raccoon selectively ignores the stubble that was cut like a dog gnaws, anyway, it will be wrapped up later and will not be seen.

The little bird couldn't see its own wings, and had no other reaction, just tweeting and urging him from time to time, as if to say hello.

Seeing the tiny bones protruding from the skin behind the small wings, Rong Li felt a little troubled, and said to Ayu, "Why don't you call a doctor?"

Ayu: "It's really unnecessary, their recovery ability is very strong."

"Really?" Rong Li couldn't believe it. If it was him, with his arms folded like this, he might cry in pain.

"Really." Ayu confirmed, "My mother also raised chickens before, and the wings were broken worse than this, and it recovered within a few days."

Rong Li looked at the well-behaved bird cub, "But this is a bird."

"It looks more like a chicken to me." Ayu said mercilessly, except for the color, everything looks like a chicken.

The little red bird chirped a few times in Ayu's direction, as if protesting that he was not a chicken, and after a few chirps and found that no one paid attention to him, one eye looked deeply at the boy.

Rongli had to accept it, after all he felt that he would not help the cub even if he called a doctor.

It seems that I really have to do it myself, "Ayu, come and help me catch it, be gentle." After all, bone setting is different from shearing. If the cub struggles later, it may be worse if he makes a wrong hand.

When Ayu was about to reach out his hand, Xiaoniao thumped away to the side. Ayu wanted to grab him, but Xiaoniao always managed to dodge trickily.

"My lord, he won't let me catch it." Ah Yu was a little aggrieved, he is not a scourge, does he look so frightening?

Rong Li looked at the little bird and really didn't want to let Ayu catch it. He had no choice but to look at the vigilant little bird.

Half of the little red bird running around was sandwiched between the thighs by the raccoon, and the originally fluffy down feathers were pressed in, turning into a little flat bird.

He asked Ah Yu to cut the sticks into thinner and shorter sticks, and prepared to use them later.

The bird's wings are too fragile, Rongli can only roughly control the strength, for fear that it will be more serious if he is not careful later.

After putting the bone back, Rong Li's forehead broke out in a cold sweat. It was too difficult, and he was a little worried that it was not right.

Rongli applied the medicine to the little wings and tied them carefully with a small stick and silver wire.

The little bird, who didn't sing during the bone setting, turned its head and rubbed against Rongli's fingers at this time, as if acting like a baby.

Rong Li didn't have much to do today, he was free and had a great time playing with birds.

When Duan Wang came in, he was holding the little red bird and rubbing his cheeks, the fluffy feathers of the bird were very comfortable against the skin.

Seeing King Duan coming in, he quickly put the bird down and returned to his indifferent look, "Why is King Duan here?"

"I haven't been to the Hou's mansion yet, no, let the Hou master take me around." Duan Wang said with a smile, but his eyes were fixed on the bird on the table.

Because someone came, the little red bird was holding its head high——standing on the sky-blue veil, with a serious look, and something was tied to its wings.

Chu Xingge took a closer look and saw that it was a bone-setting style. What's going on?

Worrying is one thing, but Chu Xingge didn't show his face, but pretended to see the bird, "Where did the sixth son come from, so..." He thought for a while before adding, "Handsome .”

Rong Li: Does this prince have some brain problems?

He glanced at his father behind King Duan, at this time Rong Jing didn't say a word, and tried his best to wink at him, Rong Li thought for a while, but still couldn't understand the meaning of his father's winking.

Rong Li could only pretend that he didn't see it, and instead answered Duan Wang's words, "I picked it up just now, I don't know where it fell off, and the wings are a little hurt."

When Chu Xingge heard that he was indeed injured, he felt a little uneasy. He hurriedly walked to the table, and wanted to reach for the little red bird, but was stopped by Rongli before he touched the bird.

It was only at this moment that he felt that he was a little rude, and his arm was pecked by the cub. It seemed useless, but only he knew that the place where he was pecked was very painful.

Chu Xingge: How ruthless!

"What is Duan Wang trying to do?" Rong Li blocked his hand, then immediately put the cub on his palm and hugged him in his arms, with the other hand covering his body, the little ball was tightly covered Strictly.

Looking at his son's actions, Rong Jing was so frightened that his heart pounded, he quickly shouted, "Li'er!"

Chu Xingge withdrew his hand in embarrassment, telling Rong Jing not to worry, "It's okay, I was the one who was abrupt."

He looked at Rong Li's vigilant look, as if he was about to do something outrageous.

"I just want to see his injury." Chu Xingge explained.

Rong Li looked in disbelief, and still didn't show it to him. The little brat in his palm pecked his palm, itching, "It's nothing serious, I've already bandaged it up, and Xie Duan is concerned."

Chu Xingge couldn't help it, looking at Rongli's way of classifying the bird as his own, he was a little curious about what his palm bird thought.

Rongli's palm bird didn't have any thoughts, but looked at Chu Xingge from the gap with very embarrassing eyes.

Chu Xingge: All right.

Now that his goal of visiting the garden has been achieved, and the owner of the goal seems to be a little reluctant to leave, he doesn't worry about it, but the look in Rongli's eyes is somewhat meaningful.

"It's okay, Master Six will prepare well for these three days, Prince Rui's Mansion will not treat you badly." Chu Xingge left directly, he felt that if he stayed any longer, it might be a bit miserable in the future.

Rong Jing didn't know what he meant by saying this again, and looked at his own son, and walked out with King Duan.

Rongli let out a little sigh of relief, just now he thought that King Duan was going to go to the little red bird.

He took off the hand covering the bird, "In the future, people like this should stay away, maybe what they are like in private."

Chu Xingge: Me? ? ?

The little red bird nodded cooperatively, and Rong Li let out a hey, and nodded his little head, "Do you understand?"

When Rongli asked this question, the little bird didn't seem to understand, and casually pecked at Rongli's palm.

At this moment, Ayu asked, "My lord, what does Prince Duan mean by that?"

The movement of Rongli's hands paused for a moment, and he said lightly: "No, you go get some hot tea." He didn't explain, "Also, when will the cage be brought?" He couldn't hold the little red bird all the time.

"Let me ask." Ayu didn't insist on asking, and he couldn't either.

Rong Li held the little bird in a daze, he was the only one in the small courtyard, suddenly thought of something, he poked the little red bird, and said in a low voice: "What kind of person do you think King Rui is?"