Feather blades flying together

In the blink of an eye, three or four months passed, and Chris was tossed by the little guy all day long and had no time to exercise. His arm muscles were still much stronger, and they were all carried by the child.

Open your eyes every day, cook for Louis, catch Louis from any corner, wash clothes for Louis, and clean up the things he broke.

Rao is exhausted even if Arthur is with each other.

Louis not only crawled fast, but also had amazing strength. In two months, he was able to climb downstairs and pull off the tablecloth and smash a table of dishes clean.

The two of them have to keep improving the furniture structure in the room. Finally, the little guy slept for a while, wrapped the corners of the room with a soft cloth, wiped off his saliva everywhere, and replaced the little black hands messing with him when he was crawling around. dirty things.

Even though it looks quite clean, when Chris thinks that there is no vaccine in this world, and the infant mortality rate is still very high, plus the child's habit of stuffing everything they catch into their mouths and biting it, he can't help it. Live and wash and wash.

Fortunately, it was summer, and the clothes were light and thin, and the dirty things were easy to wash. Otherwise, Chris felt that he might abandon the children and rush to build a washing machine.

In the early morning of this day, the sun had just exposed the horizon, and the morning breeze was blowing gently with the curtains. Chris fell asleep and felt something brushed the tip of his nose, and a crooked wind blew across his cheeks.

He wrinkled the bridge of his nose and moved to the side, but not long after, and again, he shrank back again, so that his back was against the wall.

But the harassment persisted and leaned over and swept the tip of his nose. Chris waved his hand casually and complained without opening his eyes, "Arthur, don't be like a child..."

Arthur woke up immediately in a daze of confusion, and was too tired to open his eyes, "Huh?"

Then the two of them heard a soft and crisp sound at the same time, "Chirp?"

Something that seemed to be larger was approaching his head and face, and then quickly moved away. Chris was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes. A pair of golden brown eyes that were very close to him flickered in front of his eyes. The conditioned reflex sat up and hurriedly fell back on the bed, frightened. Heart pounding.

He was quite strong, and hovered above his face with the little guy who was holding his hands very tight. Seeing that his father woke up, he happily chirped several times.

It was midsummer at this time, and Duan Tianya was located in the north and was built high, so it was quite cool. A family of three slept on a bed with the window half-opened, Chris was in the innermost, Arthur was outside, and the two squeezed the baby in the middle .

The thin blanket covering his body was kicked up to his waist. Little Louis finally evolved and upgraded from crawling around in the room. He began to try to flap his feathered little wings.

The two dads didn't wake up, so he got himself into the air, and was surprised to find that "wow, it's very useful except for the hands and feet~"

Chris carefully raised one hand to protect him in the air, ready to catch him falling at any time, and stretched out his other hand as far as possible to poke Arthur, who was more than a foot away, "Wake up, wake up! Your son……"

Arthur was half asleep and half awake when he was called just now. At this time, he tapped his fingernails and scratched. He turned over and sat up. When he opened his eyes and saw his son hanging above his partner, he was not surprised at all, but immediately laughed. Laughing loudly, he clicked on the little guy's wings which were more than one meter long and stretched out to the tip of his nose, "Yo~ the little guy finally realized that he still has wings that can be used!"

Chris shrank his hands in front of his chest and spread his fingers as wide as possible to support the little guy's waist, abdomen and chest, "You still laugh so easily, what if he falls?"

Louis didn't buy it, and found that his father was following him, wobbling and flying a little higher, and tweeted very proudly.

Arthur laughed, "It was the first time I flew by myself when I was a child, and I wobbled from the window to the square outside. The neighbor's aunt picked me up. It's okay, it's okay! This must be a male little guy Yes, your stamina is fine, don't worry."

Chris 囧, suddenly realized, no, Sai Wei Palace doesn’t mean that males and females can only be judged by transformation, because the little guy was born as a boy, he ignored this matter, and Arthur brought the minced meat at the beginning, and he Naturally, Louis was considered a male.

"Why are you so sure it's a male?"

Arthur scratched his head and stroked the little guy's wing roots with his fingertips, "Golden carvings, it takes several decades for a female to be born, and they are basically males. And haven't you noticed? He ate more than half of his eggshell alive, which is said to not be the case for female chicks.”

Theoretically, only when males transform at the age of 15 can they completely distinguish between males and females, but each bloodline always has its own experience to predict in advance, but this is not completely accurate.

In the process of growing up, children's tastes will also change, and their strength and personality will also change. This is all due to endocrine reasons, so everyone still defaults to the age of 15 as the final conclusion.

Louis was a little tickled by his father's caress, his wings crooked and almost fell off, but the chirping sound was loud and happy, he flopped down, kicked on the bed sheet and then flew up, this time directly to Asia. Seyri pierced past.

Arthur gave him a hand, and stretched out his palms to support his waist to help him rise again.

Chris frantically tried to catch him, seeing that he was up and running, he rushed to Arthur and wanted to write it down quickly, "What about the other tribes? Are they all like this?"

"It's different," Arthur thought for a while, "Each bloodline is different. You see, the little guy of Yanmu bloodline has to wait for more than one year old before he can fly. You saw it in Saiwei Palace, right? Some bloodlines still practice flying with God Attendant when they are four or five years old. Didn’t you see it when you practiced flying on the top of the spruce. We are also the fastest growing family of the Falconeye bloodline. Experience from generation to generation Accumulation, in fact, there are some signs to judge male and female after birth."

Chris recalled those little guys at Spruce Top who were poked off the platform with a pole by the teacher. Thinking of other bloodlines, he almost vomited blood for them.

There is such a big difference in growth and development. According to Louis' progress, other little guys in the Saiwei Palace are still walking and dangling.

Louis flapped his wings and swayed in the air for several minutes before he threw himself into his father's arms tiredly, groaning and chirping his belly, he was hungry.

Arthur smiled and put his big hand on his stomach, and massaged the root of his shoulder blade with the other hand, "Hungry?"

Louis blinked and nodded, he could already understand simple words.

Arthur pretended not to understand him, and asked repeatedly, "Tell me yourself, are you hungry?"

Chris jumped out of bed and changed his pajamas to go downstairs to get him breakfast, but seeing Arthur forced him to speak again, "Are you sure it's okay so early?"

Arthur tapped Louis's soft cheeks, "Of course it's no problem, I'm so old and I can be a person." He asked persistently, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

Louis pursed his mouth, staring at Chris' dangling figure, looking rather aggrieved, "Hmm."

"Huh, what is it? Are you hungry?" Arthur held him up in front of him and looked at him.

Louie was cornered and reached out to reach Chris, "papa~ um..."

Chris smiled at him from two meters away, "What are you calling me? What is papa?"

Two bags of tears gradually filled Louis' bright eyes, but the two unscrupulous adults in front of him were completely unmoved. The little guy finally swallowed his saliva wisely, and said clearly, "Hungry."

Arthur kissed him on the forehead, "My dear, please tell me what you want next time."

"You go and give him hot porridge," Chris took the little guy from his arms, and since he had completed the task of speaking, he wanted to reward him with a loving hug.

As soon as Louis threw himself into his arms, he immediately hugged his neck tightly, moaning and complaining about his grievances, "Jiujiu..."

Chris waited for Arthur to pack up and went downstairs together, "Tell me, is his tweet interesting? Do you remember what he expressed specifically?"

The baby's grunts and grunts are also expressive, but they are not very precise.

Arthur went into the kitchen, opened the cupboard, took out the soaked corn and cooked it, and then took the basket to get a piece of meat from the ice cave, "How can I remember, after I can talk, I won't need it anymore. I guess it's just a matter of distinguishing whether you're happy or not." It’s enough to be happy and comfortable.”

Chris sat in the dining room with Louis in his arms and watched him work, "Really?" He kissed Louis' chubby cheek, "Are you happy now?"

Louis squeezed two bags of tears onto his father's shoulders, smelling the sweet smell in the kitchen and feeling happy again, "Chirp~"

Well, it’s good to know the emotional orientation. Chris carried him to the yard to look at the green trees, clouds, little flowers and so on.

After walking half a circle, Louis struggled. Chris could feel the little wings attached to his arms ready to open, so he hurriedly changed his posture, holding his armpits with both hands and holding him up in front of his eyes, "What? Think again Wings?"

Louis spread his wings and kicked his legs excitedly, and yelled clearly, "Dad!"

He moved Chris closer to him happily and kissed him vigorously, "Baby said two words today, it's amazing." The stupid dad mode is on.

Louie's little wings flickered, and his speed gradually increased. Chris felt the wind blowing against his face, and the child in his hand suddenly became lighter.

First, he grabbed the baby's clothes nervously, and then he realized that Louis had successfully stopped in the air in the morning, so Chris carefully loosened his grip and gradually wrapped his arms around him.

There was nothing to hold on to, and Louis suddenly jumped half a foot higher, and Chris was so scared that he quickly grabbed it again.

There is a big tree above the head, with lush branches and leaves in midsummer, the crown hangs down, and Louis flies more than one meter higher, and then plunges into the branches.

Louie got pulled down a little bit, a little upset, and then felt Chris let go again, jumped a little higher, and Chris grabbed him again and pulled him down.

After repeating it twice, he felt that it was a game, and he chirped happily.

The crisp sound of the chicks came to the courtyard, and out of the corner of Chris's eyes, Chris suddenly saw a shadow approaching from the side, grabbed Louis and turned his face, Grandpa Charlie floated directly from the next door.

This new grandpa, who looked like a middle-aged handsome man, saw Louis flapping his little wings, laughed happily, and shouted to the next door, "Bazel, come on, come on, Louis can fly now! "

Bazel was drying things on the second floor. Hearing this, he leaned on the window and looked this way, "Hey, baby, you are so amazing!"

Charlie came closer and touched Louis's wing roots, and reached out to take him over, "You let him fly, don't grab him like this."

Chris watched him just let go, and Louis flew around the yard, high and low for a while, as if drunk, and twice his head was about to hit a tree, but when Charlie stopped him in time, he plunged his head into Grandpa. In his arms, he chirped happily.

Even if Charlie failed to block it in time and just put his hand over his forehead, Louis was not intimidated.

He fell one meter straight down in a thrilling way, and was held by Charlie like a chicken. Chris clutched his chest tightly, and the little guy was still happily tweeting.

When Arthur came back with a piece of fresh meat, Louis was tired again and fell into Chris's arms, mouthing to eat.

Charlie followed the two into the house, "In the future, he will be fed a few more times a day, and he will eat more after he can fly."

Chris thought that Louis had eaten more than himself recently, and felt in a daze that he was raising a piglet.

Bazel came in from outside with a small bowl of fruit porridge, sat opposite Chris, and scooped some up for Louis with a small spoon, "Here, eat some first?"

Louis smelled the sweet smell, and turned his head halfway in displeasure, but his stomach grunted uncontrollably, and he had to open his mouth to swallow it.

Chris made a note in his heart. Louis has shown a strong love for meat since he started eating minced meat and cereals. Don't be hungry, and definitely don't take the initiative to eat fruit and sweets.

This made Chris worry about whether he might have unbalanced nutrition. You know, eating only protein without supplementing vitamins doesn't feel right.

However, the optical brain scan proved that the baby is growing and developing extremely fast, and everything is normal, so Chris can only let him eat a partial eclipse, and take the opportunity to feed some fruit.

Sure enough, at this moment, he drank five or six sips, and his stomach was probably no longer so hungry. He immediately pursed his mouth and refused to be fed, his big eyes stared in the direction of the kitchen, waiting for the meat porridge wholeheartedly.

Bazel divided the fruit porridge into small bowls, "I'll hold you for a while, and you can eat two bites first to fill your stomach."

Charlie wanted to snatch the child, but he stared away. He just rubbed his hands and moved closer to make a face to tease Louis, "When did you fly? Just now?"

Chris took a sip of the porridge. The corn had a fruity aroma and just the right amount of sweetness. Bazel's father was a good cook. "When he woke up in the morning, he flopped on the bed by himself. When I opened my eyes, it was right above my face."

"Hahaha, the naughty little thing is indeed a descendant of my golden carving family." Charlie was very happy, and he became proud again when he thought of something, "You know, the sea carving family didn't have eggs this year, your three It is said that all of my friends have been to the mother tree of the family, but none of them.”

"Uh..." Chris didn't know how to answer the question. Eve and the others could see that they really liked children, so they must be disappointed if they didn't get the egg.

Bazel spread his five fingers and slapped Charlie on the face to push him away, "What's so happy about this, it's all children's friends."

Charlie paused, waved his hand, and snorted, "It's all my family's talking. If the old man of the sea eagle family hadn't sent me a letter telling me how good that guy Albert is, I wouldn't have laughed at him. I still have a little mind."

After Albert cleaned up the chaos of the various bloodlines in the territory with thunderous means, the current owner of the Sea Eagle House wrote a letter of "sharing experience" to Charlie.

Although Charlie also recognized that Albert was very good, and he saved some things by taking advantage of the situation.

But when I read the words "exchanging experience" everywhere in this letter, the meaning of "my son is so good, your son is still young and you have to practice for a few more years, hahaha, come and envy me", of course it is still a bit suffocating bent.

Before Arthur held the egg and took the lead in the game, the excitement was much less. At that time, he restrained himself from saying "we have the egg".

After all, Albert and the others hadn't gone to the mother tree yet, if they brought them back, it would be a slap in the face.

Now that he finally knew that there was no one left, he showed a little sourness.

After receiving this information, he was very happy to make up a lot of scenes, such as: ——My son is very capable.Ha ha ~ we have eggs.

——My son is considerate and has something to say to me.Ha ha ~ we have eggs.

——This is a wristband made for me from the thin skin of a wolf that my son hunted himself.Ha ha ~ we have eggs.

……

But these things obviously won't really happen, so he's left to complain to his family.

Arthur worked alone in the kitchen for a long time, watching his father teasing the children, following the method Chris had thought before, he chopped the meat and some vegetables, added seasonings and wrapped them in corn flour and flour. As for the meatloaf, send them up first when they come out of the pan, "Don't be so happy, you haven't had breakfast yet."

Chris cut the patty open with a knife, and the translucent gravy oozes out of the patty, which is delicious and tangy, and the green dots inside are the vegetables mixed in.

Charlie forgot to complain, and swallowed, "I've never eaten this kind of cake."

Bazel was also curious, "Is it mixed with vegetables? It's convenient to feed the baby."

"Yeah, I always think it's better to feed him some food," Chris took out a corner and spooned some stuffing out and put it in a bowl to cool it down. While earning, saliva ticking.

Charlie picked up a piece and took a bite, "Tsk, it tastes better than roasting it directly, but it's not very satisfying."

Bazel hugged Louis to make it easier for Chris to feed him, and laughed at him, "You males like to eat big pieces of meat. This looks easier to digest than big pieces of meat. I will try it tomorrow."

"Father can chop stuffing with vegetables, mainly vegetables and a little meat, which is more suitable for our taste," Chris held a small spoon to feed Louis, deliberately turned in his direction and pretended to swallow it in one gulp.

Seeing that the food in his mouth was about to run away, Louis anxiously tweeted desperately.

The adults were overjoyed, Arthur stood guarding the stove in the kitchen and looked out, and couldn't help laughing when he saw his son's gluttonous appearance, "I can only feed him half of the stuffing, and the minced meat porridge will be ready soon. "

"Greedy little idiot, who is the one who suffers from it?" Chris finished feeding about three tablespoons of meat stuffing, and let Louis stop giving him how much he moaned, and took him into his arms, Shouting to the kitchen, "Please cook a vegetable first, Dad and I want to try it."

Arthur came out with a plate, "I'm afraid you may feel hot, so let the wind blow through the window."

Chris shared a vegetable pie with Bazel, and shared the small bowl of fruit porridge, "I think you can also put fruit cubes and jam in to make the same pie."

This world should have a very rich diet, but it seems to have been a human world.Under the same social development and economic conditions, in some countries, the entire nation pays great attention to appetite and has a variety of delicacies, while in some countries, the entire nation does not realize that the food they eat is similar to pig food.

In this feathered world, there are many well-known delicacies in the thrush and chicken bloodlines that are rich in southern products.

But Chris has been in Duan Tianya for more than a year, only to find that the female elders cook porridge very well, all kinds of porridge, and there is no trick in how to cook all kinds of vegetables.

The main reason is that the family has a small population. The males eat a lot of meat every meal because of their natural quality and combat effectiveness. The females usually drink a little porridge to get full.

There are usually two people in the family, one eats almost pure meat, and the other eats very little. Gradually, people don't care much about food.

But the tools and condiments are quite complete. In this case, Chris occasionally improves his life and always invites Bazel and Charlie to share.

During the two or three months that Arthur stayed at home, he seemed to be the number one cook in Duan Tianya. Because of this, even Charlie received a lot of stares.

No, Bazel's father imagined the taste of the fruit pie, and couldn't help poking Charlie who was biting into the meat pie, "Look at your son, and then look at you, even porridge will be mushy Lose."

Charlie protested with food in his mouth, "I can cook more than 30 kinds of porridge, can he? Tell me, I can't cook which one you like!"

Arthur poked his head out from the kitchen to make up the knife, "I know more than 40 kinds! Louis can prove that he has drunk it once."

Louis stared at Meatloaf and turned his eyes towards his father, and then tweeted twice as if endorsing him.

Charlie sniffled, put down the patty and went into the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up, "Wait, I'll take a look at how he makes it, and I'll bake it for you at noon."

Chris suppressed a smile, "Father's character is really..."

Bazel smiled and tried to feed Louis another two spoonfuls of fruit porridge, "Let him toss, the male should stay in the kitchen in summer."