Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Asking help from others was fruitless, so I had to find a solution myself.

Cars passed by the gate from time to time, and I took the opportunity to throw the walnuts into the middle of the road.

A small car drove past and I heard the crisp sound of a walnut shell cracking.

When I jumped closer, the dirty stuff mixed with mud and water on the ground was completely inedible.

However, the method of using the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force is feasible.

This scene was recorded verbatim by the camera at the gate.

When the security guard in the gatehouse saw this, he was so surprised that the cigarette butt in his mouth fell out.

[My goodness, this crow has become a spirit...]

The foreman heard the noise on the windowsill and opened the curtains a little, just in time to see me take away the last walnut.

He was secretly shocked. Although the little thing looked small, it had a big appetite.

After watching me fly out the door, he grabbed seven or eight more and put them back in the original place before pulling the curtains again and going back to sleep.

I had three fights with that little devil last night and I was exhausted, so I need to catch up on my sleep.

Well, after all, I’m getting old and I really can’t do it.

It wasn't until I crushed the fourth walnut that I got a relatively clean kernel.

As a crow who is obsessed with cleanliness and picky about food, my life is really difficult.

The security guard watched the whole process, dumbfounded. He immediately sent this strange news to the work group, replayed the surveillance video, and took a short video to post online.

That afternoon, a surveillance video showing a bird using tools to crack a walnut from four angles went viral.

The security guard received countless private messages from people asking for his address, asking if it was a scripted special effect, asking what he fed the crows to make them so smart...

This grown man was so anxious that he scratched his head and didn't know what to do.

He has been using his account for several years and has recorded more than 200 videos of daily work on the construction site, but none of them were very popular, with only a dozen or so likes.

All added together, they are not as many likes as a crow eating a walnut in one minute.

Who can we complain to? He has inadvertently captured the curiosity of netizens.

There were even media accounts that sent invitations, saying they were on the way and had brought equipment for an interview.

The security guard couldn't make the decision, so he had to knock on the foreman's door.

[Who is it, so early in the morning...]

There were loud bangs on the door, and after a while, there was a sound of cursing from inside.

The guard mustered up the courage to continue knocking on the door, but he didn't see anyone making his point clearly, as it would be even more troublesome when reporters arrived later.

[Boss, it's me. I have something to tell you. There will be reporters coming later! ]

【What--】

The door opened with a swish, revealing the foreman's rough face with his hair hanging all over the place due to sleep, making him look completely unrecognizable.

[What reporter? Explain yourself!]

The guard told everything. Seeing that the foreman looked like he had just been woken up by him, he guessed that the foreman definitely didn't know about the video.

He took out his phone again, clicked on the photo, and saw the message in the lower right corner had already reached 99+ again.

The foreman rubbed his eyes and turned his head to look at the balcony, but there were no walnuts.

[Listen, have you reached the door yet?! ]

The foreman raised his hand to wipe the mucus from his eyes, then stood on tiptoe to look towards the gate.

The guard took a look and realized that it was indeed the case. Who knows how long these reporters have been on the road? They must have informed him only when Chun Chun was about to arrive? !

Is it okay to kill first and report later?

[Then... Foreman, do you want to be interviewed? ]

[You close the door. You can interview me, but you can only shoot outside the door. The inside is not open to the public. It is a commercial secret. If you mention it, they will understand...]

When the guard heard what the foreman said, it was obvious that he would not step out. But, he wanted to save face, so he would not go out without washing and dressing himself up. So he quickly obeyed the order and went.

There were still two unopened walnuts on the courtyard wall. I was already half full, and there were few vehicles passing by at this time.

【Ga----】

Why did the sunroof of the orange-red Wrangler below open as soon as it stopped?

Well, when I saw someone pointing a black camera at me, I knew it was time for the live broadcast again.

Just like when I was the nation’s darling giant panda, every step of my eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, sleeping, including making babies, giving birth and raising babies was live streamed and made public.

Lao Li was also summoned by the foreman. He appeared at the gate in a daze and had not yet figured out the situation.

【Ga----】

The Wrangler driver jumped out of the car and craned his neck to look at me. Seeing that I didn't move for a long time and had no other reaction, he became anxious and threw a small stone at the courtyard wall.

How can I tolerate this?!

It immediately flapped its wings and accurately dropped the fresh poop that had been brewing for an hour onto the roof of the Wrangler.

The master who was carrying the camera felt a heat on his forehead and his whole body went numb.

The camera also diligently recorded the entire process of the incident.

[They say crows are smart and vengeful, and they are right! ]

This was the sigh uttered by the female reporter who was still applying makeup in the back seat after taking a deep breath.

Fortunately, she was a step slower. If she had also climbed out through the skylight, there would have been one more innocent victim hit by the feces.

【Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!】

The cameraman bent down in the car and tore off a dozen pieces of tissue paper, then wiped the poop off his head. The camera was still on, so he couldn't swear, so he held back his anger and spit out the poop that had fallen to the corner of his mouth.

The surveillance camera opposite the gate recorded this funny scene in real time.

In the sunlight, the crow's smooth fur shone with a faint blue-purple light, it was so beautiful that it was beyond words.

【Ga----】

I saw Lao Li and flew towards him.

Old Li's hands reacted faster than his brain, and just before I swooped down, he got Little Li in the right position to support Empress Dowager Cixi with all the strength and posture she needed.

【Ga----】

A safe landing.

I grabbed his half-rolled-up sleeves with my claws, turned around, and used my mouth to comb my hair that was messed up by the wind.

The reporter predicted that the crisis was over and rushed over with the microphone.

There is a pleasant fragrance as the hair flies, like gardenia and mint.

I kind of like it.

So, when the microphone was brought to my front, I didn't dodge.

[Hello, I am Xiaolin, a reporter from Peanut Entertainment. Is this the crow you raised? ]

【Ga? 】

Peanut Entertainment?! Never heard of it.

Lao Li seldom watches short videos. He is ignorant and has never heard of how popular this self-media with nine-digit fans is.

The security guard who was standing in front of the iron gate and being completely ignored knew it. He quickly swiped his access card and came over warmly.

[Hello, hello, I posted the video online.]

The security guard rubbed his hands together, not knowing whether he should extend his hand to shake hands to greet the reporter. What if the beautiful female reporter didn't want to? Wouldn't that mean he was happy for nothing? !

Lao Li, I, and a reporter all turned to look at him.

He still behaved like a journalist and waved and greeted the security guard enthusiastically, but there was no handshake.

The Wrangler's door opened and closed.

The cameraman, with his head and face cleaned up, came over with a camera and pointed it at the three of them and the bird.

The reporter's microphone was still handed to the honest and dull Old Li, slightly tilted to the right.

Her eyes were politely fixed on Lao Li's face, but her peripheral vision was fixed on the crow combing its feathers on his forearm.

[We saw a crow throw a walnut onto the road and ask a car to drive over and open the shell for it. Was this its own idea? Or did you teach it?]

【what? 】

Old Li didn't understand what the reporter said. He could understand every word, but when he put them together as a sentence, he couldn't understand it.

The security guard quickly took out his mobile phone as if he was presenting a treasure and clicked on the short video that had received more than 300,000 likes.

[Hey, Lao Li, take a look, this is it...]

The video was only two minutes long and had been compressed and accelerated, so the resolution was not very clear, but Lao Li still recognized it at a glance. The busy little thing in the video was the crow he raised.

He was also surprised. He was really smart.

He answered the reporter confidently.

[This is all its own idea. I never taught it. Crows are always very smart, but people don’t interact with them often.]

[Which pet store did you buy this crow from? Can you share it with our netizens? Oh, and some tips on how to take care of crows. Many netizens have sent us private messages, saying they want to keep such a smart pet.]

The reporter swiped the screen of his mobile phone, and the camera zoomed in for a close-up. Sure enough, it was full of private messages from netizens, long and rambling, with only one core message:

Please share, I also want to raise it.