My Lady Queen

"By the way, you have so few prey here. I wandered around for a long time and didn't even meet a single hare. I managed to climb to the top of the tower to catch these two birds. You say your birds are so stupid, they clearly saw me It didn't fly, I caught it without any effort."

"Oh, we usually go hunting in the supermarket, and if it doesn't take much effort, it will cost money." Wishing to answer vaguely while chewing.

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, his mouth that was chewing suddenly stopped, and he put the skewer of barbecue in front of his eyes again to see for himself.

Although this thing looks a bit like a chicken, it is obviously smaller.

He swallowed the meat in his mouth hard, and asked in a trembling voice, "You...what the hell are you roasting?"

"Bird, a fat bird!"

"Did you catch it from upstairs?" Wishing made a bad premonition.

"Of course, although the trees here are neatly arranged, they are too few, not even a bird's nest."

Vasha said helplessly.

Wishing lost his voice: "It's broken, it's broken now."

He has lived in the old building for a long time, and no one is more familiar with what birds can be caught on the roof of the old building than him.

Sure enough, before he could speak, a shrill and hysterical voice resounded in the whole building: "Who stole my pigeons!"

Vasha obviously heard the shout. She looked at the roasted bird in her hand, and then at the stunned look of Wishing. After a moment of thought, she realized that she had caused trouble again.

She hurriedly stuffed the roasted bird in her hand into the wishing mouth: "Suddenly I'm not hungry anymore, let me eat this bird too. You ate both of them, and I didn't touch a single bite. It has nothing to do with me."

"Pooh!"

Wishing to spit out the whole roasted pigeon in his mouth: "It's not a question of whether to eat or not, how can you catch someone else's pigeon?"

Vasha still insisted: "You people are so strange. Do these birds have sharp claws or beaks? Why raise them? They are so fat, not just for food."

Wishing was not in the mood to explain to her the modern people's motivation for raising pigeons on the roof, he put his ear on the door panel, and heard a series of footsteps coming this way.

Without further ado, he quickly threw the half-pigeon in his hand out of the window, cleaned up the ashes all over the floor, and then threw it all out, trying to destroy the evidence as much as possible.

It's just that the smell of smoke and barbecue in the room can't be dissipated in a short while.

The man's shout just now has already shouted out half of the people in the building.

It was only after seven o'clock in the morning, and most people had just woken up. They opened the door and looked out curiously. Some good people even followed behind the sufferer to defend him.

And this unlucky guy who lost his love bird is none other than the little bald guy who lives next door to Wishing.

He had a pretty good relationship with Wishing before, but after discovering that Wishing and Mi Li had an ambiguous relationship, his attitude changed 180 degrees, as if he was regarded as a rival in love.

But even if he made a wish, he still doesn't know what kind of relationship he should have with Mi Li.

The little bald head was full of grief and indignation, and he had already told everyone what happened all the way down from the top of the building.

To be honest, the young people in the old building have been coveting the pair of pigeons he raised for a long time, but he was too strict and pressed three locks on the door. .

But unexpectedly, Vasha didn't go through the main entrance at all. She just climbed outside the wall on the top of the building and passed by stepping on the balcony.

You know, the old building is still nine stories high. If it falls down, it is probably enough to die twice. Except for Vasha, there will never be another person who does this kind of thing for two pigeons.

When he came to the third floor, which is the floor where the wish was made, the little bald man suddenly stopped, and his nose twitched quickly: "Do you smell anything?"

"Is someone's pot burnt?"

"It's not like, such a strong smell of smoke, could it be a fire?"

Hearing the word "fire", everyone became nervous. The residents here basically have all their wealth here. If it is burned, it will only make their already difficult life worse.

But the little bald head obviously didn't pay attention to this. He had a serious expression: "I seem to smell the smell of barbecue. Yes, that's right, it's right here!"

As he said that, he checked door by door along the corridor, and stopped suddenly when he came to the wishing door.

Needless to say, everyone has seen the smoke coming out of the crack in the door.

The little bald head suddenly became furious, and unceremoniously tapped on the door of the wishing room: "Make a wish, you open the door."

"Well, I'm not at home now."

"Fart, open the door quickly, or I'll kick the door!"

This door is just a layer of plywood, if it is really kicked, it will definitely not be able to support three or five feet.

inside the door.

Vasha's guilt-ridden face suddenly became excited: "Hey, is this guy out there trying to kill you? That's great. Just wait here for a while, and I'll cut his throat right away." Open, let me save you once. Hehe, I didn’t expect to be able to open so soon.”

Saying that, he directly pulled out the sharp animal-tooth dagger from his waist, and excitedly went to open the door.

Seeing that the situation was not good, she hurriedly stopped in front of her: "What I said doesn't work, does it? Also, you don't count for causing trouble for me first and then helping me settle it."

Vasha pouted and stuffed the dagger back into her waist resentfully: "If you can't do it, you can't do it, it's really bad luck."

Wishing now has one head and two big heads, and I have never heard the sound of the little bald head knocking on the door outside. It seems that he might really move his feet if he doesn't open the door.

Unable to procrastinate any longer, Wishing had no choice but to open a crack in the door, revealing half of his face, smiled and said to the angry little bald head: "Yo, isn't this Xiaoguang? Why is this, someone bullied you? You wait , Brother Xu will avenge you."

As he was about to close the door, the little bald head hurriedly stuffed half of his foot in: "Wish, stop laughing at me. It's not a day or two since you want to eat my two pigeons. I suspect that you did it." Yes, you open it for me, I want to go in and have a look."

The strength of the wish was very strong, and with a little effort, the little bald head couldn't push the door: "Xiaoguang, I'm a little inconvenient right now, you come some other day, we two have a drink."

Hearing this, the little bald head became even angrier. He mistakenly thought that the inconvenience of making a wish was because the rice grains were in his room.

It's early in the morning, so it goes without saying that everyone knows what the two of them did last night.

So he was full of grief and indignation: "One yard is one yard. I haven't settled this matter with you yet. Now I only want my pigeons."

The old building is full of old residents, and everyone knows each other well, and they are particularly concerned about this kind of pornographic news below the waist, and the people behind also started to boo:

"Isn't it just to take a look, let him in if you make a wish."

"Hmph, you dare not open the door. You must have some ulterior motives. I guess you stole the pigeon. It's too dishonest. Didn't you agree to do it together last time?"

"Make a wish, when will you drink the wedding wine with Mi Li?"

The last one is an aunt who loves to be a matchmaker.

Mi Li was forced to make a wish and was held behind her back. Hearing the duty of outsiders to make a wish, with the temper of an orc girl, she couldn't hold back her anger for a long time.

"You let them in. I did this. It doesn't matter if I give it to you. I will fight them to the death!"

Make a wish and dare not let go.

Outside the door, the little bald man obviously heard Vasha's voice, with a suspicious expression on his face: "Hey, aren't these rice grains?"

"Damn it, is it Xiaosan? Brother Xu, you will be my idol in this life!"

At this moment, the door opposite to the wishing room opened, and Mi Li was wearing her exaggerated cartoon nightgown, her long hair was tied into a ball head with a restraint belt.

While rubbing her sleepy eyes, she mumbled, "Who is looking for me?"

The girl of feelings didn't wake up at all, she heard someone calling her name outside the door, so she struggled to get up from the bed and opened the door to have a look.

There were about seven or eight people squeezed between the two facing doors. Everyone looked at the sketched rice grains facing the sky, and then at the wishing one with a sad face, and with a "swipe", they moved away from the space between the two.

Seeing that a farce about beating the mistress was about to take place, everyone became even more excited. Someone had already moved out the small table at home, ready to have breakfast while watching a good show.

Another peddler who was going to the bus station to sell melon seeds, drinks and other snacks keenly seized this rare business opportunity, and simply started selling in the corridor with a basket in his mouth.

After such a commotion, Mi Li also woke up.

She rubbed her eyes and saw the wish at the first sight, and she couldn't help being pleasantly surprised: "Wish, you're back? You haven't had breakfast yet, wait, I'll make it for you."

The matchmaker aunt wiped her tears and said regretfully: "Hey, what a good boy, it's a pity to meet such a heartless guy. Don't worry, aunt will definitely find you a better one."

Then he turned to make a wish, and blamed him: "Xiao Xu, you are really serious. I know that you are young and can't hold back your anger, but you can't bring him home. Xiaomi treats you so well, you two can discuss it. Well."

Mi Li was completely confused: "What are you doing in front of my house? Make a wish, what's wrong with you?"

The little bald head stepped forward with a righteous face: "Mi Li, don't be sad, this kind of person is not worthy of your sincerity, don't worry, I will definitely double compensate you in the future."

"What are you talking about?"

Mi Li was even more confused.

In the wishing room.Seeing that her titular master was being blamed by everyone for her own fault, Vasha was both angry and moved.

She couldn't bear it anymore, threw off her arms, pushed the wishing aside, and then pushed the door out, putting on a death-defying expression: "What's the point, anyway, the matter has been done, and it was discovered I'm unlucky, the raw ones are cooked, but everything has nothing to do with my master, anyone who wants to kill or cut is coming for me!"

What she originally wanted to express was that pigeons have been roasted and can never come back to life, but she didn't know that in the profound Chinese culture, there is a more popular understanding of "raw and cooked" .