The days when the psychic engaged in farming

"Have you notified the Demon Management Office?" Ruan Meng came out of the study and asked Bai Hu when he saw him.

Bai Hu nodded: "I called there early in the morning, but..."

Ruan Meng raised his eyebrows: "But what?"

"The other side only said that they would send someone over as soon as possible, but they didn't say when or who they would send over." Bai Hu scratched his head and asked Ruan Meng, "Boss, what should we do now? Why don't we just ship it by express delivery?" Pack it up and send it to the demon world?"

Ruan Meng was silent for a moment without answering, but asked again: "Where are those little things?"

Baihu coughed and cleared his throat: "It seems that he and Yaya entered the laboratory." Baihu looked at Ruan Meng with a strange look, and said with a forced smile, "Boss, I think you should go back quickly." Study room, before they come out. Otherwise..."

Otherwise, before Baihu could say anything, the door of the laboratory had already opened.

Yaya felt very helpless walking in front, and seven little chicken-like things of different colors followed closely behind him.

Those little guys were only two days old after they were born. After the hair dried, they were fluffy, and each of them had a small, chubby body.Walking on the road, it looks like a moving fur ball at first glance.

It is said that creatures like birds have fledgling plots, and they don't have any other skills and discrimination.Birds basically open their eyes and see what they see first, and they regard it as their parents.

Ruan Meng felt that his task was to incubate colorful eggs, and it was up to him whether they could come out or not.

But no one expected that those chicks hatched in the incubator, the first thing they saw when they broke out of their shells was Ruan Meng and Ya Ya——

The two immediately became happy as fathers.

Oviparous animals are much more adaptable than viviparous animals. After two hours, the birds stood up and wobbled towards Ruan Meng and Ya Ya after their fur dried out.

Although I don't know which is the father and which is the mother, the little guys' love for them is still very pure.

If they were being followed by ordinary people or monsters, then Ruan Meng would not need to ask Ya Ya to solve them one by one.

But now the inseparable ones are all small things, not much bigger than glutinous rice balls in size.

For such a small guy, he can't be beaten or scolded, so he can only let it go for the time being.

Ruan Meng asked Baihu to send an email to Suzaku immediately, telling him that the pile of eggs had hatched now, and asked him to come over and take them away and dispose of them.

Suzaku made a good promise, saying that they would send someone to pick them up soon.

But these days passed day by day, seeing the bodies of the little birds getting tougher and getting closer, there was still no news from Suzaku.

It can be seen that the little birds are becoming more and more dependent on Ya Ya and Ruan Meng. They especially like to follow behind the two of them and chirp, like a group of curious babies.

If they learn to speak, they can probably also rely on a simultaneous translator to understand what they mean.But they are all too small.Even simple words have not learned how to express.

I don't even know what they mean by "tweeting".

The white tiger, the nine-tailed fox and the octopus all ran over to ask Ya Ya if they could understand what the little birds were saying.

Yaya shook her head with a confused face, and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you all think I can understand birdsong?"

The other three said in unison: "Because you used to say the same "chirp chirp chirp" as them..."

Yaya: ...

"Jiujiu..." The seven little guys followed Yaya out of the laboratory, saw Ruan Meng standing in the living room, and immediately flew towards Ruan Meng with their wings flying.

Six of them reacted very quickly, only the little black bird that came out of play tilted its head to look at Yaya and then at Ruan Meng, as if he was wondering whether to look for his father or his mother.

When the six chirping birds climbed onto Ruan Meng's shoulders, the little black bird came towards Ruan Meng, shaking its small body and fluttering its wings as if it had suddenly reacted.

Its wings are thin and its body is fleshy like a ball.

Compared with the physical flexibility of other brothers and sisters, Little Black Ball is obviously much clumsier.

It stood at Ruan Meng's feet, opened its mouth to peck at Ruan Meng's trouser legs, and looked at Ruan Meng eagerly.

Ruan Meng bent down and reached out to lift the little black ball from the ground, and the little guy fell into his palm, rubbing his head against Ruan Meng's palm constantly.

"They really like you." Yaya walked forward with a smile, looking at the colorful birds on Ruan Meng's shoulders with gentle faces, "I just don't know what kind of monsters these little guys are."

There are too many monsters that are originally birds, and Ruan Meng really can't tell anything based on the appearance of these little birds when they were young.

Bai Hu looked at Ruan Meng, who was covered with birds, and felt that the boss was like a tree with colorful fruits.

It shook its head, trying to get all kinds of weird things out of its head, and then took out its mobile phone to call the Demon Management Office.

The phone calls that were able to get through smoothly before suddenly failed.

Bai Hu shook his beard and looked back at Ruan Meng, and said in a deep voice, "Boss, the phone of the Demon Management Office has been busy all the time. As for Suzaku's private phone, it was immediately turned off. Do you think they didn't answer the phone on purpose?"

Ruan Meng put the little birds on the ground one by one, adjusted the clothes on his body, and said after a while: "Let the speed ghost take the invitation card and go to invite people. By the way, call Fenghuang again." Give him a call and ask him if he knows what kind of species this little guy is."

Bai Hu nodded happily: "Okay."

As soon as Fenghuang answered the phone, he ran over, and when he entered the door, he saw a few colorful birds around Ruan Meng's feet, and couldn't help laughing: "Yo, I haven't seen Boss Ruan transform into a daddy in just a few days!"

Ruan Meng looked calm and did not take Fenghuang's words to heart.

For the one hundred and eighth time, he took down the little black ball that climbed up his shoulder and put it on the sofa, and asked Phoenix: "Do you know what species this is?"

With long legs, Fenghuang stepped forward carelessly, picked up the little black ball that was about to climb on Ruan Meng, and began to study it.

He turned the little black ball upside down and fixed it on the sofa, pushed the fluff up to see the legs and claws, and pulled the beak down to see the tongue and mouth.

Fenghuang studied the little black ball over and over again, and finally shook his head: "I don't know what these little guys are, but I can confirm that they are different from mine. Wait, this smell..."

Fenghuang picked up the small black ball and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff it, and suddenly realized: "Ah, I know, this is the smell of barbecue! So are you using this little guy for barbecue? Let me say that barbecue is related to cumin and chili. What kind of powder is the best match..."

The little black ball was uncomfortable being tossed by Phoenix, and opened its mouth to spit out a small fireball.

This flame is nothing to Phoenix.

Phoenix snuffed out the flames spewed out by the little black ball, opened its small mouth excitedly and looked at it again and again: "Hey, the scope has been narrowed down again, it's a fire-breathing one."

The little black ball was thrown back and forth by the phoenix like a toy.Seeing the look of lovelessness on the little guy's face, Ya Ya couldn't stand it anymore and quickly took the little black ball from Feng Huang's hand.

Returning to the familiar embrace, the little black ball couldn't help yelling a few words of grievance, and when he heard Fenghuang say that he hadn't finished his research, he quickly got into Yaya's pocket and hid.

Fenghuang sighed in dismay, glanced at his hand inadvertently, and then exclaimed: "Did you dye this bird yourself? Why is it still fading?"

Fenghuang went to the bathroom with a pair of black hands, while Ruan Meng and the others were busy checking the monster species list to find out the identities of the little ones.

After the doorbell rang, Nine-Tailed Fox hurriedly ran to open the door.

"Sir, I'm back, but..." Scurrying Ghost stood at the door, holding the reply from the demon management in his hand, "I only saw a person who claimed to be the temporary person in charge. Mr. Suzaku is not here."

Speedy Ghost took his leave after delivering the things, Ruan Meng took the reply from Nine-Tailed Fox and opened it to read, and saw that it said "Because Suzaku is on a temporary vacation and the Demon Management Office is short of manpower, please ask Boss Ruan to take care of a section on your behalf." Time" and so on.

Ruan Meng put the letter on the coffee table, turned to Bai Hu and said, "The little guy's food, clothing, housing and our working hours are all recorded in Suzaku's account. Let's count them together when he comes back from vacation."

"I remember it all!" Baihu opened the document and counted today's items into it. He turned around and saw Ruan Meng returned to the bedroom, and there were a bunch of fleshy colorful followers behind him. He couldn't help but smile, "Well, this is Has it become a makeshift nursery?”

The seven little guys have different personalities, some are quiet, some are shy, and some are restrained and shy like little black ball.

It is said that although a few small things are clingy, they are very obedient and will not cause trouble.

Even when the octopus was about to cook, the little ones jumped onto the stove and opened their mouths to breathe fire to help with the barbecue, which saved a lot of gas costs.

But no matter how well-behaved children are, they will also have small emotions.

But in any group society, there will be small frictions and small conflicts.

The other six little guys basically spoke at the same time, playing well with each other.

But the little black ball that came out one step later is different. I don’t know if it’s because of the fur color. No bird wants to be friends with this black little ball.

After seeing the little black ball being pushed out of the small group again and again, he sat pitifully on the balcony in a daze.

Yaya is finally confirmed, the little black ball is being squeezed out by the friends!