Ansley looked at the various quiet birds in the cage at the entrance of the nearby store, and then looked down at the cheerful red chick in the cage in her hand, as if she realized something.So before others noticed the abnormality, Ansley took a few quick steps forward.Sure enough, in front of the next store, he saw that as long as the red chick chirped and chirped twice towards the small birds outside the store, they seemed to be scared, all of them shut up and hid in the corner trembling.Upon seeing this scene, Ansley couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.I am even more eager to figure out what kind of red chick it is. Not only can it make the chickens of Davin's family tremble with fear, but these birds are also as fearful when facing the red chick as when a mouse encounters a cat.In such a situation, Ansley doesn't plan to stroll any further and will return as soon as she steps around.At this moment, the red chick in the cage chirped excitedly again.Haw-haw...Upon hearing th
Ansley turned around and saw who the newcomer was, and his brow furrowed slightly and inexplicably.Vera Jones walked over with an Alaska dog in her hand . Before the person could get close, the fragrant breeze on her body had already wafted over.She has a beautiful face, with slightly curled black and shiny long hair. When she smiles, her eyebrows and eyes bend, making her look very appealing.If Ansley hadn't known the details of Vera Jones, she might have been captivated by her smile and simple and elegant demeanor.“Vera Jones” . Ansley has a polite and distant attitude.Ansley , why are you so outspoken? After all, we have known each other for so many years. You can just call me Vera . Vera Jones had a sweet smile, but Ansley remained unmoved.Vera Jones was not embarrassed either, as if she couldn't see Ansley's cold attitude. She handed over the Alaska dog to another salesperson who welcomed her and asked, 'Ansley , are you here? Do you also have a pet?'? What kind of bird is
Suddenly, the door handle moved slightly and then again. The sound of fluttering wings.The sound of a red chick coming from inside the door.At this moment, the red chick was hanging its claws on the door handle, its wings flapping and swaying, driving its rounded body to swing and sway.The door handle trembled for a moment, then moved again, but could not open the door.The red chick let out another cry, vigorously flapping its wings, and then struggled to transition from an upside down position to a standing position, standing above the door handle.Haw! Even so, the red chicken still exudes a domineering aura.There were two more calls, and the red chick jumped off the door handle. After looking around, its eyes lit up and it ran towards the window, kicking and kicking.The window glass is half open, but equipped with a screen window, which is a fine wire mesh like hair.The red chicken jumped onto the windowsill, reached out its paw and tried to scratch a few times on the screen
The next day, Ansley rested at home.Ansley's mother hasn't come to her son's place for a long time, so she called earlier and said she will come over this morning to see his son and also visit his residence.The doorbell rang early in the morning.Ansley went to open the door and was surprised to see Vera Jones standing outside with Ansley's mother. Vera Jones?“Good morning, Ansley” . Vera Jones greeted with a smile and then said to Ansley with a look of anger, 'Ansley , didn't I say that? Just call me Vera.'.However, Ansley did not take over, but asked indifferently, 'Why are you here?'?Vera Jones didn't answer directly, but instead pursed her lips slightly, with a cute little girl on her face. She hugged Ansley's mother's arm and coquettishly said, "Auntie, look at Ansley 's attitude. Ansley and I have known each other for so many years and he still calls me Vera Jones. He doesn't consider me a friend anymore?Who said that? You and Ansley are already friends. Upon hearing th
After sending Vera Jones away, Ansley squatted down and stroked the red chicken back and forth with her hand. The plush feel was really good.Then he praised in a good mood: well done.The red chicken rubbed its head against Ansley's big hand, feeling comfortable with its fur.For a moment, the atmosphere between the person and the bird was quite harmonious, and Ansley's mother couldn't stand it anymore.She frowned and looked at Ansley, finally dissatisfied, saying, "Son, what's the matter with you? When Vera came to our house, you spoke coldly, but you're so passionate about this chicken? Son, are you...”Mom. Ansley interrupted Ansley's mother's words, holding the red chicken in one hand and standing up, walking to the sofa and sitting down.Touching the chicken fluff with each hand, he said to Ansley's mother, "Mom, I know what you mean, but this Vera Jones is not good.Upon hearing this, Ansley's mother became angry and said, "Why not? You and Vera have known each other for s
The weather is very good today.In the afternoon, as the sun sets, the clouds on the horizon become magnificent and colorful.Ansley, who was in a good mood one day, planned to go out for a walk.The red chick, who had been circling around the fish tank, immediately ran towards Ansley.On that day, I didn't notice that the red chick was spending any more time in its living room, so Ansley didn't chain it up anymore and let it play like this in the living room.At this moment, seeing Ansley opening the door and preparing to go out, the Red Chicken ran towards him, kicking and kicking."Haw!" The red chick stood at Ansley's feet and looked up, chirping and chirping at him.Ansley looked down at him:"you want to go out too?""Haw!".The red chick let out a lively cry again, and the meaning of wanting to go out was very clear.Ansley thought for a moment but did not object. Instead, she closed the open door again and went back to the room to remove the chain from the parrot rack. After thi
Ansley's pupils suddenly shrank, clenched the leather shoes in her hand and was about to swing them fiercely at the right moment.Suddenly, a sharp cry came from below, different from the cry of an eagle. This is a childish chirping sound, but it has a fierce atmosphere.Then Ansley saw a fiery red ball darting out of his feet, like a small red shell, shooting straight at the black dog's head.It's the red chick!Ansley's pupils contracted again.I dare not wave the leather shoes in my hand, I'm afraid I might accidentally hurt the red chicken.However, the next moment, only the red chick stretched out its thin claws and gave the dog a strong push on its nose.The most vulnerable dog's nose was instantly scratched with two deep cuts.The big black dog immediately let out a moan of pain, and its ferocity ceased. It fell from mid air and fell to the ground, clutching its nose with its front paws, lying on the ground, moaning and moaning in pain.However, the red chick did not let go of
The weasel was too greedy. When he saw that chicken, he was so excited that he forgot everything.With a sudden leap of its body, it jumped onto the window edge and saw the red chick standing on the fish tank, its eyes shining again.The red chick turned around and looked warily at the weasel. The fur on its body exploded again, and it let out a loud and powerful shout at the weasel: "Haw!"The weasel saw that the chicken couldn't handle so much and immediately pounced on the red chick.The red chick is not afraid to see a weasel at this time, as it has already had experience of fighting fierce dogs during the day. Instead, he stared at the weasel with high fighting spirit, and as soon as the weasel came over, he also showed his sharp claws and launched an attack.The weasel has rich experience in catching chickens, and is often successful in dealing with ordinary old hens.Weasels are accustomed to flaunting their hunting skills.Generally, when it pounces at the chicken, the chicken