Grandpa is such a bird

Double click the song to be suspicious: "You must be full."

Don't treat fat as a child, children don't take the blame for being fat.

Ling Jiang glanced at him coldly, decided not to argue with the ignorant, picked up his little belly that was covered by the horn, squinted his little black eyes critically, looked up and down and pressed the song: "I'll give you a chance, go Bring me a glass of water, serve it, and when the little bird is born, I will let you touch it."

Lian pressed the song with a sneer, and sat down with arms crossed: "If you can really give birth, let alone pouring water, you can just let me take off your clothes and serve you on the bed."

Ling Jiang stretched out his stiff little paws in disgust, and said quietly: "Don't want to take advantage of the master anytime and anywhere."

He raised his voice and called out: "Ji Yushan!"

Immediately there was a response from outside the door, and after a while, Mr. Ji ran in sweating, holding a handful of dry straw in his hand, and was picking out the softest ones inside.

"Hungry? Thirsty? I'm already making what you want, and bring it in when it's done. How about this one? It's dry and wet, and it's clean."

Little Wing picks the straw pickily: "That's it, you go pick some flowers, the color match is better, not too vulgar. Also, there should be cats in the valley, pick a fat orange one, help me I plucked the fur from its belly, and I will use it to make a bird's nest to keep it warm."

Ji Yushan listened carefully and nodded hurriedly: "I'll go now."

Another gust of wind went out.

Yan Chu came in with a medicine bowl, and slammed it on the table with a dark face: "Anti-fetal medicine."

Ever since Lingjiang was pregnant with a child, the idiot in his family had been busy working around Lingjiang all day long in order to be the adoptive father of a bird cub, serving him more attentively than when he was sick. Xiao, watching Ji Yushan so busy that he didn't even bother to wipe off his sweat, made his heart feel even more depressed and distressed.

Seeing the little yellow hair like a gentleman on the bed, I really want to grab it and throw it out of the valley. I don't want to see it again in my life.

Ling Jiang lazily crawled out of the bed and flew to the table to peck at the soup.

In early spring, there is a clear breeze and clouds, and the Valley of Divine Doctor is full of greenery. At night, the valley is humid, and dew rolls in the grass all over the ground. When the sun comes out, the green mist will shine with crystal water.

Ji Yushan rolled his sleeves and trouser legs, and with a bowl of meat and bones in his hand, he squatted in the grass looking for fat and orange wild cats.

Yan Chu sat on a rock not far away, looking at him with his face propped up.

Deep in the grass: "Meow?"

Ji Yushan was happy: "Meow!"

Deep in the grass: "Meow meow?"

Ji Yushan was excited: "Meow meow!"

Yan Chu: "..."

He quietly walked behind Ji Yushan, and in his squatting position, put his arms around his waist, put his face on his thin back, closed his eyes, and deeply inhaled his slightly bitter fragrance, Say: "You like children so much?"

Ji Yushan nodded vigorously: "Who doesn't like a soft child. I always wanted to wait until I got married and had a child, so I wouldn't let him go to school, and teach him martial arts and swords. I need him to stay up all night to study hard, to have a student, open a shop, and the family to live a lively and peaceful life, and I am satisfied."

Yan Chu tightened his arms, pressed his face against his back, was silent for a while, and said flatly, "I let your hope come to nothing."

Ji Yushan smiled: "It's pretty good now."

Yan Chu raised his head, frowned, and said coldly: "What's better? Are your parents not forcing you to marry a wife and have children? Or can you get your wish and open a shop and live a peaceful life? If I didn't force you to stay Here, you probably want to leave long ago."

Ji Yushan's smile froze with his back turned to him, lowered his eyes, and rubbed the bowl containing the bones: "You think too much."

Yan Chu pushed him down on the grass, and then leaned on him, put his hands on Ji Yushan's side, looked down at him, Yan Chu turned his back to the sky, and his face was dark: "I was thinking too much." Or are you guilty?"

Ji Yushan pursed his lips, his curled eyelashes trembled, and said in a low voice, "Ah Chu, this is the end, I won't let you down."

Having said that, he raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "Although my life today is beyond my expectations, I am content to be by your side."

He is always so gentle, his smile is full of sincerity, no matter how sarcastic he is, Ji Yushan never seems to be angry, sometimes Yan Chu thinks that he is ridiculously pedantic and kind, he has no temper at all, he is not a man at all.

But sometimes Yan Chu thinks, if he is not pedantic, kind, and ridiculous, then what else does he love?

Yan Chu's eyes hurt, he closed his eyes, let go of the strength in his hands, and leaned against Ji Yushan's chest. The man's index finger and thumb holding the pen had calluses, and he stroked his hair roughly.

"Achu what's wrong with you?"

Yan Chu opened his eyes, stared blankly at the grass in front of him, and said, "I'll give birth to a child for you."

Ji Yushan groaned, Yan Chu propped himself up from him, walked towards the house without looking back, and said softly, "I will find out the reason."

Ji Yushan didn't hear what he said, so he quickly got up and chased after him. With a movement of Yan Chu's finger, a silver needle flew into the dense grass, and a wild cat fell out meowing. Scratching his paw on the ground angrily, he stared fiercely at Yan Chu who had gone away.

Ji Yushan picked up the orange cat that had been drugged with anesthesia, and found that the cat raised by the genius doctor Gu really resembles Yan Chu's temper.

Seeing that Ji Yushan and the two were so serious, Lian Song couldn't help thinking about it, and stared suspiciously at the little yellow-haired belly: "Is it really a bird's egg?"

I wanted to reach out to poke, but was stopped by the little wings.

With his nostrils upturned, Ling Jiang gave him a cold look, stretched out his small wings, and said arrogantly, "Water."

It was written all over his face that Laozi is the biggest now, Laozi is the most powerful, Laozi can even lay eggs, you all have to listen to Laozi, and take good care of Laozi.

Even the chief executive poured him a glass of water for his power and humiliation, and he didn't want to believe it from the bottom of his heart.

Four days later, Yin Chenglan finally arrived at the Valley of Miraculous Doctors, and Ling Jiang and Lian Song went out of the valley to greet him.

As soon as he saw someone, before he could say anything, he opened his mouth, and Yin Chenglan spat out a mouthful of blood. Lingjiang quickly turned into an adult and hugged him, patted his back lightly, raised his head and sang: "You See him happy."

Double-click the song: "..."

Obviously frightened.

After Yin Chenglan received the news, he ran all the way without closing his eyes. He was already poisonous, and he was usually suppressed deep in his bones and blood. Now that he was overworked, he couldn't control it. Yin Chenglan pressed his chest and remained silent for a moment, then he couldn't wait to grab Lingjiang's arm and said hoarsely, "Your letter said..."

Ling Jiang picked him up and walked into the valley: "Well, I have an egg in my belly, probably from your seed."

After finishing speaking, he remembered this matter again, and threw Yin Chenglan to Lian Songe, and then turned into a bird and sat on him, and said seriously: "I want to have a safe pregnancy, and it is not easy to carry heavy objects."

'heavy objects': "..."

What is this sudden heartache?

Back in the room, Ling Jiang hadn't forgotten Yin Chenglan's poison, and called Yan Chu over to give him a pulse.

A few slender silver crochet needles pricked Yin Chenglan's forehead. With the shiny silver needles on his head like this, he handed Lingjiang a thin piece of wood, and touched Lingjiang from the beginning to the end.

First check whether the lower abdomen is swollen and hard, and distinguish whether there is an egg in the abdomen.Then check whether the feather tail is drooping. When the female bird has eggs, she is used to walking around with her tail hanging down. Then observe whether the female bird is molaring her teeth to build a nest.

Ling Jiang was lying on his lap with his face up, holding a small wooden stick with his claws facing the sky, pecking at it with his sharp beak, his fluffy belly was obviously hard, and when Yin Chenglan touched it, he laughed, the dark little There seemed to be twinkling stars in Yuan's eyes: "How is it?"

Yin Chenglan withdrew his hand, closed his eyes forcefully, then opened his eyes abruptly as if in disbelief, put Ling Jiang on his stomach, lifted his tail feathers, stared at the daisy flower in the center of his little butt, and took a deep breath .

This is the man he has slept with over and over again, the male bird he has touched and kissed everywhere, but looking at his belly, Yin Chenglan suddenly felt like a dream.

He really has an egg in his belly.

Is their own species.

Yin Chenglan looked at the little yellow bird stiffly.

The little yellow bird stood on his lap, shaking its hair, sticking out its belly, with a proud expression on its face.

I am so awesome.

I can lay eggs for you.

Yin Chenglan was not as optimistic as Lingjiang, he just sullenly asked about Lingjiang and the situation of the egg in his belly, frowning and thinking about the origin and reason of the egg.

Yan Chu looked at Ji Yushan who was still picking straws, and said with a sneer, "Would Pavilion Master Yin know why?"

Ji Yushan on the side blushed, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered: "The pavilion master probably didn't mean that."

Yin Chenglan sat on the bed, looked down at the little yellow bird on his lap, didn't care about Yan Chu, thought: "Brother Yan, can you show me the four stones brought out from the underground palace?" simple?"

To be precise, the stone slips belonged to Yin Chenglan. It was polite for him to ask, but Yan Chu naturally couldn't refuse, so he asked someone to move the stone slips into the room.

Also brought in are the rubbings that Yan Chu copied and translated from the stone slips some time ago.

The ancient characters on the stone slips were complicated and obscure, and it was hard to understand for a while, but the part translated by Yan Chu came from several ancient books in the Valley of Divine Doctors. It is impossible to verify which generation of ancestors left them. The handwriting used is six-point similar to the characters on the stone slips, and there are annotations from later generations next to the ancient books. Yan Chu managed to translate part of the contents of the stone slips by comparing them word by word in the ancient books.

Yin Chenglan wanted to see the rubbings, but was stopped by Lingjiang.

The little yellow bird pounced on the rubbings, spread its wings to block the words on it, turned its head and said, "I'm going to lay eggs for you."

Yin Chenglan bent his lower lip: "Well, get out of the way first."

Ling Jiang said: "It's not easy for me, a male bird, to lay eggs for you."

It's really embarrassing and embarrassing.

"Okay, okay." Is this coquettish?

Yin Chenglan rubbed his head dumbfoundingly.

Ling Jiang held his finger and said, "Then you promise me that you will listen to me in the future, no matter what I say, you will obey me."

Yin Chenglan frowned, he was always keen, and when he sensed something, he grabbed Lingjiang's little wings and picked him up.

Lingjiang stretched out his paws, hugged Tuo Ben tightly, and threatened, "Don't force me to do anything to you."

Yin Chenglan scratched his stomach a bit, Lingjiang was happy, and the rubbings fell off.

Lingjiang: "..."

He was so angry that his hair stood on end.

Yin Chenglan picked up the rubbings, looked at it quickly, and when Lingjiang was about to peck him angrily, he reached out and hugged Lingjiang into his palm. He patted his head and said, "I'll settle the score with you later."

After finishing speaking, he handed the rubbings to Yan Chu, and said slowly, "Pan Qi's heartache..."

"You also suspect it's a bloody affair?" Yan Chu took a step towards him.

Yin Chenglan glanced at him, clasped his palms together, pinched Xiao Huangmao's beak secretly, and said vaguely: "Well, it's possible. But this matter is too unimaginable. I'm afraid we can only know if we translate all the contents on the stone slips."

Yan Chu nodded in agreement.

The setting sun slanted into the house from the horizon, they had no conclusion, so they had to go back to their houses.

As soon as the door was closed, the wind and grass outside became blurred. Ling Jiang turned over and lay on the bed, facing the wall without speaking.

Yin Chenglan had no choice but to support his body with one hand, and poked his chubby back with the other: "Angry? Why?"

Ling Jiang scratched the wall with his small wings, but didn't speak, why was he angry that he couldn't figure it out.