The bird was gray and black, kind of like a shaved pheasant, weird and ugly.
The size of a palm, head big body small, can not even stand up, propped up two small meat wings paralyzed on the window sill, fragile as if a gust of wind blowing, can roll several rolls.
Mu Zi felt pity, picked it up and held it in her hand.
"Such a small bird, it's hard to live without a mommy bird, I'll go to the garden and look around, if I can find a bird's nest, I'll put it back." She said.
Bai Wei was also flooded with sympathy, "Poor little guy, he must be starving, feed it some water first."
The two fed the bird water, then temporarily found a lunch box, covered it with cotton cloth and put the bird inside.
Murong Cheng was watching the snake in the living room, when Bai Wei saw him, she said, "Murong Cheng, accompany your sister to look for the bird's nest in the garden, there's a fledgling bird on her windowsill that can't fly yet, maybe it was carried in by a wild cat, it's really pitiful."
Mu Zi had no opinion.
For one, Murong Cheng helped her dislike Qiao Jing Jia today.
Secondly, Murong Cheng didn't play rogue today.
Thirdly, if she really found the bird's nest and went up and down the tree, it was more convenient to have a man to help.
Summarizing the above, Mu Zi and Murong Cheng went out together.
The Mu family's garden is very large, with an artificial lake and woods, it does attract some birds to nest here from time to time.
But right now it's already past the breeding season, birds are creatures that only nest during the breeding season, and usually fly around without a fixed residence.
Mu Zi found two abandoned empty nests and was a bit discouraged.
When walking to the lake, Mu Zi saw two cross-necked mandarin ducks in the lotus leaves, and her heart moved.
"Could it be baby mandarin ducks?" Mu Zi muttered, looking down at the chicks in her lunchbox.
She didn't know much about birds, and just by looking at this kind of hairless chicks, she couldn't tell what species they were.
However, the Mu family raised mandarin ducks, so the large trees by the lake were all housed in artificial nests, so perhaps this fledgling, was originally from an artificial nest? This possibility is high.
Mu Zi holding the lunch box toward the artificial nest, said softly: "Grow up quickly, little mandarin ducks, later find the other half, you can be together for a long time and grow old together ...".
Mandarin ducks, a symbol of eternal love.
Murong Cheng beside her heard this and let out a low laugh.
Mu Zi boarded up her small face and asked him, "What are you laughing at?"
"Laughing at you, silly sister." Murong Cheng raised his hand to rub her head, "Mandarin ducks are just an animal with temporary mates, there's no such thing as growing old together. After the breeding period is over, the male remarries, the female remarries, and the mates are different every year. Even during the breeding period, male mandarin ducks may dabble in womanizing."
He intentionally glanced at the villa in front of him and laughed, "Just like Mu Zenin, married and still restless, using male mandarin ducks to describe him is aptly enough, seemingly devoted, but in fact ... heh."
Murong Cheng is happy to smear Mu Zenin in front of her, although this approach, slightly childish.
Mu Zi frowned, mentioning Mu Zenin, she was not happy in her heart.
It was like an honor student who flunked an exam once in a while, but was repeatedly brought up, it felt especially solid!
Forget it, don't think about it! Who hasn't encountered a few scummy men in their lives?
Mu Zi enlightened herself.
Murong Cheng added, "Moreover, mandarin ducks have flippers, look at its claws."
Mu Zi gently held the bird in her hand to distinguish, its claws are long, thin and rooted, there are no flippers ...
She made a mistake, "What then? Such a small bird will die without a mommy bird to take care of it."
"Keep it." Murong Cheng said slowly, "If you don't want to keep it, you can give it to me."
Mu Zi looked at him skeptically, "You know how to raise birds?"
Murong Cheng's smile carries a bit of evil, "I don't know how, but I can feed it to Sis, although it's a bit small to fill up the stomach, it's barely an appetizing snack."
Mu Zi held up the little bird and turned around!
She shouldn't have had expectations from someone like Murong Cheng!