Pet King

Zhang Zi'an dared to agree to Sun Xiaomeng's request. First, because of the limitation of the game system, Richard couldn't leave if he wanted to go. Second, because he always thought that the strong twisted melon was not sweet, like he once asked Old Tea if he wanted to leave. The same, just like the Snow Lion left the original owner, the elves have their own will and dignity, whether to go or leave it to them to decide, barely come.

Sun Xiaomeng followed him through the first floor. She noticed that these decoration workers brought by Guo Dongyue were very qualified and paid special attention to dust prevention and reduction of construction noise during the work. Therefore, the construction environment was not as bad as she imagined.

Zhang Zi'an installed a curtain on the stairs, which can more or less block dust.

"I said you're cold here, the temperature is almost the same as outside, aren't you cold?" Sun Xiaomeng asked, holding his arms. She discovered the problem the last time she came, but just forgot to say. In addition, when she came last time, it was only dry and cold. Because the construction requires a lot of water, the store is hot and cold today.

Zhang Zi'an teased: "I'm not cold anyway, are you too weak?"

He may have felt cold when he was replaced by him, but now he is practicing Wing Chun with old tea, and his physical fitness is getting higher and higher. Although it is far from being invincible in the martial arts novels, it is at least worse than ordinary. People are hardier.

Sun Xiaomeng shook his head, reminding him just like Wu Yue, "The weather forecast indicates that the wind will cool down and be careful of colds."

"Thank you, but I'm fine." Zhang Zi said indifferently.

They raised the curtains and entered the corridor on the second floor. All the rooms were closed. Zhang Zi'an pointed to the living room. "Richard is here."

Pushing open the door of the living room, Richard was standing on the windowsill and looking out.

"Good afternoon, Richard." Sun Xiaomeng greeted.

Richard turned her head, and because of the backlight, she couldn't see what it was like at this time.

"Good afternoon, doctor. You changed clothes today."

Sun Xiaomeng bowed his head, "Oh, you mean a white coat? It's cold outside today, and you will catch a cold when you go out. Does Richard like a white coat?"

Richard looked out the window again. "No, doctor, I don't like a lab coat."

Zhang Zi sat silently on the sofa without speaking.

Sun Xiaomeng is at a loss, Richard's attitude seems aloof today, is it because she hasn't been here for a few days, so it's angry?

She slowly walked over, seeing that it had no objection, stood beside it, and looked out along its line of sight.

Richard was looking at the green area behind the pet shop. Since it was late autumn, the green space was withered, and only the evergreen pine and cypress remained. Several sparrows landed on a bench in the green space, racing to eat grass seeds and dried wild fruits that were blown by the wind.

"Does Richard like birds?" She asked.

Richard nodded. "I'm a bird, doctor."

I'm a bird, so isn't it normal to like birds? She understood so.

"Is it uncomfortable to be locked in the house? Noise, dust, and cats ... Want to go out and play? Change the environment?" She asked tentatively.

Richard was just about to answer, and suddenly a wildcat pounced out of the grass next to the bench, and pressed an unlucky sparrow under his paw. The wildcat lowered his head and looked up again, leaving only a pool of blood and a few feathers on the bench. The wild cat licked his lips, stared coldly at another batch of sparrows on the wall, and returned to the grass and disappeared. The sparrow's underdeveloped brain soon forgot this horrible scene.

Sun Xiaomeng: "..." Why so clever?

"Doctor, you ..." Richard's expression seemed to be laughing, as if to console her, but his words were interrupted by a series of coughs, "click, click, click, click ..."

Its cough sounds like a child's cough, except that it is shorter and sharper, and the chest cavity rises and falls quickly. With each cough, the cluster of red tail feathers will flutter up and down.

The cough and sneeze of a parrot are not easy to distinguish. Zhang Zi'an hasn't touched the parrot before. It's the first time I heard such a voice. He asked for a moment, "Is this cough or sneezing?"

He certainly asked the only veterinarian present.

Sun Xiaomeng frowned, and said with certainty: "It's a cough, not a sneeze."

"Nothing is going to happen?" Zhang Zi'an stood up from the sofa.

"Richard, are you okay?" Sun Xiaomeng approached Richard and asked with concern.

"It's okay, doctor, just ... you know, it's too dusty." Richard stopped coughing and said casually.

Sun Xiaomeng turned his head and asked Zhang Zi'an: "Have Richard coughed before?"

"This ... no." Zhang Zi'an said unsurely, because these days he has been busy communicating with the construction team about the renovation, and has no time to take care of other matters. And Richard doesn't like to be disturbed when training two red-faced parrots, unless it asks him to come and help. So he really didn't know if he had coughed before, it was the first time he heard it.

"I'm fine, doctor, don't worry, just sting." Richard's voice was no different than usual, his words were round, neither husky nor nasal.

"..." Sun Xiaomeng wasn't satisfied with Zhang Zi'an's perfunctory answer, but Richard was right. The dust was a little big. After all, it was in the decoration. When she passed through the first floor, she was also dusted with dust. I coughed a few times.

"It's too cold in your room." She mentioned it again. "Can't find a way to make it warmer?"

Zhang Zi'an didn't really feel cold, but he remembered that Richard was complaining about the cold a few days ago, when he thought it was joking as usual, and he didn't go to his heart. Speaking of its ancestral origin in Africa, it has neither clothes nor long hair, which is indeed the first cold among pet shop residents.

"Okay, I'll go to the supermarket to buy electric heaters soon," he said.

He tried plugging it a few days ago and found out that the electric heater left by his parents last winter did not know when it broke down and could not heat up. He always wanted to buy a few new ones, one for each house. But these days there are so many things that he always forgets.

"Don't wait for a while, buy it now." Sun Xiaomeng complained in his tone. "You are not afraid of cold and thick skin, pets can't stand it."

Zhang Zi'an thinks this is the reason ~ www.readwn.com ~ Why not have free coolies?

He called Wang Qian and Li Kun and asked the two of them to go to the supermarket to buy electric heating. They wanted a brand-name and strong heating performance. The price was not a problem. After all, they could be used for many years, and they would be reimbursed when they bought it.

When Zhang Zi'an called, Sun Xiaomeng asked Richard again, "Is it really okay?"

"I'm fine, doctor." Richard insisted.

When Zhang Zi'an hung up, Sun Xiaomeng was about to say something, and her own cell phone rang.

"Hello?" She answered the phone.

"Sister Xiaomeng, a customer's dog's leg was broken ... No, no, I didn't mean that, I mean the customer's dog's leg was broken. It's urgent, you come back quickly." Long Xian was anxious on the phone. In other words, a male customer was able to hear a loud complaint from the back video-"What do you say?"

"Okay, tell the customer, I'll go back right away." Sun Xiaomeng knew that Long Xian was still too tender, and when he encountered something, he had no God, and he was far from being alone.