Adorable Pet Daily Life Ch. 88
The old man happily took the cage, his eyes fixed on the little gray parrot inside, muttering praise, "Not bad, not bad."
He invited Shen Luo and Wang Wei inside but didn't take his eyes off the chick, saying, "Come in, come in, close the door."
Inside, Shen Luo noticed the house was decorated really well, with a lot of character—not luxurious, but showing deep cultural taste. The very understated solid wood furniture was all rosewood or similar.
Shen Luo knew the old man's son was the assistant director at the TV station, so the old man's status was definitely significant. But facing this kind of situation still made him a bit uneasy.
After everyone sat down, a housekeeper came to pour tea.
The old man stared at the parrot in the cage for a long while, then asked, "This bird looks pretty good. Can it talk?"
Shen Luo shook his head, "It'll wait for its new owner to teach it. What's the point if we teach it?"
The old man nodded, "Pretty good."
At that moment, there was a fluttering sound at the window. The three turned to look and saw a gray figure slam into the glass, flapping desperately. Shen Luo's heart sank instantly.
The old man walked over and said, "Which little rascal ran out again?"
Shen Luo hurried up and said, "Sir, this is my parrot and the biological father of this little chick. He's probably just here to check out the chick's new home!"
The old man found it amusing, "Quick, open the window and let him in!"
Shen Luo stepped forward, unlatched several bolts, and finally opened both the window glass and the screen, letting Big Horn fly inside. After Big Horn flew in, he circled the room several times before settling on Shen Luo's shoulder.
The old man's eyes lit up even more when he saw Big Horn. Shen Luo felt uneasy—if the old man liked Big Horn, that would be a big problem. Big Horn was something Shen Luo really didn't want to give away, even though the bird was pretty annoying.
The old man chuckled, "This is really interesting. Can this bird talk?"
"Yes."
Big Horn flapped his wings and said, "Hello! Hello!"
The old man smiled warmly, "Hello to you too. What's your name?"
"Big Horn. My name's Big Horn!"
The old man burst out laughing, "How did you end up with a name like that?"
Big Horn blinked his yellow eyes, "Because I'm good looking."
Shen Luo immediately frowned. A gray parrot wasn't exactly good looking. Big ones like blue-and-gold macaws and scarlet macaws, or smaller ones like peacock parrots, all had beautiful colors. Gray parrots were just covered in gray feathers—not much to look at.
The old man even encouraged him, "You really are good looking."
"Of course, you've got good taste," Big Horn bragged boldly.
The old man said, "This parrot is really impressive. It speaks very well."
Shen Luo just smiled humbly. He didn't dare get cocky—if the old man asked to buy Big Horn, Shen Luo might not be able to refuse, especially if the price was crazy high. He might just say yes on the spot.
Just then, the sound of flapping wings came from upstairs. Following the sound, Shen Luo saw a big blue bird flying down. With a wingspan about a meter wide, the whole bird looked massive.
Shen Luo knew this was the largest bird in the parrot family—the blue-and-gold macaw—and the old man's prized treasure.
The blue-and-gold macaw was very valuable and required very delicate care.
After folding its wings, the macaw walked on the floor, making a "zzz" sound that hinted its nails were super sharp.
The macaw headed straight to the birdcage, seeming really interested in the little parrot inside.
Shen Luo glanced at the old man, who was smiling broadly with no sign of stopping the bird. Shen Luo thought the old man probably wouldn't just watch the little parrot get killed right in front of him, so he didn't intervene.
The macaw circled the cage a few times, then used its hooked beak to bite the cage.
Blue-and-gold macaws have really strong beaks—they could crack open all sorts of tough nuts, even coconuts. A flimsy cage wouldn't stand a chance against it.
Before Shen Luo or the others could do anything, Big Horn suddenly charged and slammed into the blue macaw. The macaw staggered a few steps, immediately letting go of the cage and fixing its sharp eyes on Big Horn.
Big Horn had already jumped a few steps back and stood firm, staring right back at the macaw with zero fear. The macaw was way bigger than him. The two birds just glared at each other, locked in a standoff.
Just as Shen Luo hesitated whether to warn the old man, Big Horn charged again and the two birds started fighting!
Shen Luo: !!! What the heck is going on?!
"Stop them!"
The two birds flew and fought fiercely, making it hard to follow with the eyes. The feathers falling everywhere showed neither was holding back—otherwise the feathers wouldn't be flying like that!
Wang Wei was about to rush over, but the old man raised his hand to stop them, saying, "Don't move, just watch!"
Shen Luo and Wang Wei had no choice but to stay still and watch.
The two birds slammed into a cabinet, then the wall, then a picture frame. Shen Luo's little heart was pounding nonstop—this old man's house was full of valuable stuff, and if anything got broken, even selling the whole pet hospital wouldn't cover it! Oh god, this was a nightmare!
Shen Luo knew why Big Horn was so rude to the blue-and-gold macaw—because the macaw's biting at the cage had scared Big Horn, and he thought the bird was about to do something!
The fight went on for several minutes. The two parrots finally separated, each finding a spot to land and started preening their feathers.
Shen Luo looked around the room. Nothing was broken, but feathers were everywhere—gray and blue—on the floor, tables, sofa, and shelves. Cleaning up was definitely going to take some effort.
"Sir, really sorry about this. My parrot's just very protective," Shen Luo quickly apologized.
The old man still smiled, "It's nothing, really. This is rare, haha. General Lan here has a jealous streak—if I pay more attention to other birds, he gets jealous. They've fought a lot before, even with birds outside. But this is the first time he's fought to a standstill with another parrot."
General Lan*—that name was just something else...
(*Lan: Blue.)
Shen Luo couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
"After such a fight, there shouldn't be any problems, right?" Seeing all the feathers flying around, Shen Luo was actually a bit worried. It wouldn't be good if either bird got hurt.
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