Chapter 1184: Bond (13)

Hedgehog Love: The Bond (Varu Alan)

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The vitality of the little pigeon is very tenacious, in fact, its head is also injured, as if it feels water by smell, because when feeding, it has to make a noise of the pigeon food so that it can bow its head and peck a few large corn to eat, and generally such a small pigeon only eats small grains such as wheat and sorghum, and the one born with it is still breastfeeding by the parents with their mouths.

Fortunately, after two days of recuperation, it is no longer life-threatening, it is estimated to become a one-legged immortal, I don't know if there is a pet hospital that can treat the pigeon's injuries. My husband means that it will look like it will look like, as long as you save it, you will accumulate virtue and do good.

It lay obediently on my lap, as quiet as that autumn tabby. In the future, it will replace Xiao Xiao and Dian and become the closest pigeon to me. Because it was not given or bought by someone else, it was born on the terrace outside my window, and even the nest where its parents gave birth to it was made by me from cardboard boxes. Whether it is stolen or scared away in the future, as long as it is free, it will always find its way home.

For people, every kind of pain must have its value, and after a few years, you will find that the pain is prepared for the future mission, as long as you endure it is worth it, and maybe you will be grateful for the pain that brings a different opportunity.

The same should be true for pigeons, I remember reading an article written by a pigeon breeder that one of his pigeons won a pigeon race, and it was because of the pigeon's disability that it was able to overcome the unusually bad weather and return home.

A disabled pigeon probably loses interest in stealing and playing.

I feel very hot this year, because of the reason for gaining weight, and because the hair is too long, last year it was waist-high, and this year the braids are over the waist. I remember that on the day of the second dragon in February, my husband and son got a haircut, and given that they were disgusted by my long hair that had fallen out, I asked my husband to cut a section for me, and he cut it less than two centimeters.

It seems that it is true that men like long hair, although my husband has been asking me to cut my hair short, and I am really reluctant to let him cut it.

When we first met, I was the kind of mushroom cloud with short hair, the hair roots on the back of the head were bulldozed like a man, the hair on it was thinned layer by layer, and the whole head was like a mushroom supported by the neck.

The last time I cut my hair short was May Day in 2004, and at the end of that year, when it was just shoulder-length and difficult to take care of, I met a woman with long hair and calves in the bathroom of the unit, saying that she had been saving it for more than ten years, and she was very envious of it, so she decided to keep it.

I feel like it's a good thing not to have to go to the barbershop, and at least one thing happened to me that didn't ask for help.

Later, I realized that it felt good not to ask for help, so I let go of everything the same.

Life is getting simpler, and my hair is getting thicker. This year, the weather is very hot, and I have prickly heat in my hair and neck.

Just as he was about to cut his hair, his husband said: You should ask Long Feifei's opinion.

That has to be cut first and then played, and if you ask for it, you can't cut it. I think if I really ask for his opinion, he will have to come up with a lot of tricks.

It was raining, and the wind through the hall brought the smell of rain to the face. In fact, people don't have to think about anything at all, God will help decide.