Zhou Yi has already gone to live in Yunyuan Yaju Villa, and if the big catch insects in the future, they will naturally be sent over there.

However, if there are often birds flying around, it will attract the attention of the residents of the community.

Zhou Yi then called the workers, installed a pigeon house on the top floor of the new house, and then bought a few pigeons to raise.

Zhou Yi remembered that his father Zhou Guozheng raised pigeons when he was young and went to participate in pigeon races, but he didn't remember the specific situation, and it seemed that he had won an award.

Later, one year, not long after I entered elementary school, I had a serious illness and lay in bed for more than half a month.

My father asked him what he wanted to eat, and he said in a daze that he wanted to eat chicken legs.

At that time, the family conditions were not good, and there was not much meat to eat, so it was inevitable that there would be some gluttony. However, after being sick for so long, it cost a lot of money to go to the hospital. At that time, a chicken was still quite expensive, and when it was time to pay salaries, I really couldn't afford it.

Later, however, I still ate chicken thighs, but they were very small, as small as my fingers.

After he recovered, he never saw the last pigeon that his father had.

Zhou Yi still remembers that when he was in elementary school, he never knew that the chicken soup he drank when he was sick was actually pigeon soup, and he only woke up when he ate pigeon stew again at a relative's house.

At that time, Zhou Yi also asked his father, where did the pigeon go?

My father said that he was sent to the competition, but he didn't fly back after he was released.

When Zhou Yi knew where this pigeon really went, it was a bitter and warm feeling, and father's love was like a mountain, maybe that's it.

After the pigeon room on the top floor was installed, Zhou Yi took his father's hand to the top floor, pointed to the pigeon room and said, "Dad, let's raise a few more pigeons and send them to the competition." ”

"I haven't seen a pigeon in years, so I don't know if there's a race like that." Zhou Guozheng waved his hand and said.

In recent years, the economic development of Yunhai has been very fast, and in the past, you can still see birds flying in the sky from time to time, but now all kinds of high-rise buildings are rising from the ground, and there are fewer and fewer birds, and there are fewer people who raise pigeons.

"It doesn't matter, wherever there's a competition, we'll go there." Zhou Yi said.

"Still don't raise it, your mother said, the smell of bird droppings is unpleasant." Zhou Guozheng waved his hand.

Zhou Yi looked at his father, not knowing if his father was really because his mother didn't like the smell of bird droppings, or if he remembered the events of the past, and he felt guilty in his heart.

"Dad, let's raise it again. Just for me. Zhou Yi insisted.

Zhou Guozheng looked at his son, looked at his son's eyes, seemed to understand something, and had a tacit understanding, a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded: "Then raise it, find time for me to go to the flower and bird market to have a look, in fact, your mother used to use bird droppings to grow vegetables in the yard." ”

"Dad, what did you forget about your son? I just run a pet store, and I still need to go to the flower and bird market? Zhou Yi said.

"Do you still sell pigeons in your pet shop? Aren't they all cats and dogs? ”

"You can have anything if you want it." Zhou Yi went out and held his father's arm, accompanied him downstairs, and said as he walked, "Dad, what kind of pigeon do you like, tell me, and I'll help you find it." ”

"Alas, what good pigeons can you young people find, and now all they sell outside are meat pigeons." When Zhou Guozheng talks about raising pigeons, it is like talking about his profession, and he is very confident.

"Then tell me what kind of pigeon is good."

"China Blue, this kind of pigeon is the best I've ever seen, but it's just a few, and I guess I can't buy it." Zhou Guozheng said confidently.

"Really? I'm going to inquire and find one to see, and if we send it to the competition, maybe we can win the championship." Zhou Yi said as he opened the biomaker, found the blue pigeon to check, and saw that the information did say that this was one of the most flying pigeons, so he ordered breeding.

"It doesn't matter if the champion is not a champion, the pigeon is affectionate, the spouse is at home, and the will fly back no matter how far away." Zhou Guozheng patted his son's hand and said.

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect his father to be able to say a lot of truth at this time.

Indeed, pigeons are monogamous and affectionate.

Zhou Yi still remembers that when he saw a pigeon feeding his children mouth-to-mouth for the first time, he felt a little shocked.

Until this moment, Zhou Yi found that he didn't seem to really understand the true meaning of his father's pigeon breeding.

Zhou Yi hurriedly turned on the biomaker again, bred one more female blue pigeon, and made a pair.

……

On the weekend, Zhou Guozheng really went to the flower and bird market and bought back three pairs of carrier pigeons, some white and gray, Zhou Yi didn't know what breed it was, it was estimated that it was bred by local pigeons and other pigeons.

"Dad, didn't I say to help you find the carrier pigeon? Why go to the flower and bird market yourself? Zhou Yi helped his father place the carrier pigeon in the pigeon room on the rooftop of the building.

"The pets in your store, one will cost more than 10,000, I don't dare to ask for it, my three pairs, together are less than 200 yuan." Zhou Guozheng waved his hand and said.

Zhou Yi knew that his father liked to raise carrier pigeons, but he was definitely reluctant to spend money, let alone 10,000 yuan a piece, even a thousand yuan a piece, and would rather buy a few native pigeons to raise. It's been a few decades of frugality, and it's hard to change.

Zhou Yi smiled mysteriously, ran downstairs, and then brought up a pet cage, which contained a pair of blue pigeons that had only been bred yesterday, also known as flying birds.

This pair of blue pigeons has a dark teal feathers with slightly reflective feathers and is in absolute top quality. The product of the biomaker must be a high-quality product.

In fact, there are very few blue pigeons in China now, especially in the northern region, even if there are many in the south, but there are very few real bloodlines and good quality.

"Dad, what do you think this is?" Zhou Yi carried the pet cage and handed it to his father.

"Hey......" Zhou Guozheng saw the carrier pigeon in Zhou Yi's hand, and hurriedly took out the glasses strap from his shirt pocket, and took a closer look, "This is really Chinese blue, I haven't seen such a pure Chinese blue for many years." Son, where did you get that? ”

"Cultivated in our pet breeding base." Zhou Yi was very satisfied with his father's expression.

"That's a lot of money, isn't it?"

"If you cultivate it yourself, the cost is only a few dozen yuan, and if you want to say how much it sells, then there is no number. I have sold a Chihuahua for 200,000 yuan, so I can't compare it like this. Dad, you can keep it if you like it, we don't have to lose this money. Zhou Yi stuffed the cage into his father's hand.

Zhou Guozheng's hand holding the cage was a little shaky, he heard two years ago that a pigeon fancier who kept pigeons bought a pair of Chinese blue, spent more than 6,000, but ran to take a look, just with the real blue pigeon, not pure at all, not even a quarter of the blood.

"Can this really stay?" Zhou Guozheng asked again uncertainly.

"Yes, don't worry, Dad, I've bought all these millions of villas, and I'm still missing this little bird money?" Zhou Yi patted his father's shoulder and said.

Zhou Guozheng really liked it, and when he heard his son say this, he walked into the pigeon room happily and set up a nest for the pair of blue pigeons.

Zhou Yi saw that his father was lively again, as if he was dozens of years younger, and he was really happy in his heart, so he asked loudly: "Dad, what other carrier pigeons do you like, I'll go to the breeding base to have a look, and bring a pair back to you." ”

"No, no, it's good to have China Blue."

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