you are my chip

Chapter 25 Silly Bird

Overwhelming newspaper headlines described the extraordinary behavior of the second master of the capital over and over again, as if he never tired of talking about it, and it became a well-known topic in the after-dinner chat in the capital.

Due to the dual prestige of the Ning family and the second master, the newspaper did not dare to spread the story too far, but basic exaggeration was inevitable, and the newspaper reporters wanted to obtain more and bigger first-hand information. He didn't dare to block the door of Ning's house, so he could only wait for the day and night of Ruan's house to squat at the door, waiting for the day when Master Ruan went out to see the beautiful face.

It's a pity that this young master Ruan is too "stable".

A whole week has passed, and there is no news about this Young Master Ruan—if it wasn't for the lack of a funeral report, the reporters would have thought that Young Master Ruan had suffocated to death in his own yard.

However, Young Master Ruan did not have the slightest awareness of this matter.

"Let me tell you, this bird is superhuman."

Just 1 minute ago, Hua An carried a birdcage and rolled into Ruan Wenyan's yard, and dragged Master Ruan out of the room who had nothing to do all day and dared not go out and could only sleep in the dark.

"Get out, I'm going to sleep." Ruan Wenyan was no longer polite to Hua An, turned over and covered his head before going to sleep.

"Don't sleep, the more you sleep, the more you want to sleep, and you will have a headache if you continue to sleep." Hua An patted Ruan Wenyan's quilt vigorously, "Hey!"

"Okay..." Ruan Wenyan turned around weakly, "You ask this bird to sing a song for me, and I'll get up right away."

"What's wrong with you, isn't this just embarrassing this little beast?" Hua An said dumbfounded.

"If you don't sing, you can't sing." Ruan Wenyan shrunk himself into a ball, and said that his eyelids were about to close again.

"It's okay." Hua An pointed to the bird in the cage, "Hurry up, sing a song to wake up your stinky brother."

I don't know if the bird really understood or followed the gourd, anyway, I heard the sound of clucking from the cage in the next second.

"Sing a song! A song! A song——" the bird yelled loudly, and even shouted the simple two words in a cadence, which almost made Hua An laugh so hard that he threw it out of the cage.

"I'll go, you just bought a bird, you just got a trumpet." Ruan Wenyan felt that the bird yelled one head and two big, but the bird looked at Hua Yule and kept yelling "Song! Song!", occasionally making a giggling sound, really like a laughing child.

"Shut up." Ruan Wenyan pointed at the birdcage, and got out of bed as he said, stretched his waist, didn't bother to change into the pajamas he was wearing, just put on a coat, found a chair in the room and sat down.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up—giggle—"

The bird didn't know what was going on, and began to imitate Ruan Wenyan's speech again, and the pitch of each call was higher than that of each call, which really gave off a lingering feeling.

"Is this the beginning of folk songs or something?" Ruan Wenyan looked at the self-satisfied bird with black lines all over his head, and then at Hua An, who was rocking back and forth with laughter, and felt that it might be the only normal creature in this room. It's me.

"Where did you buy this stupid bird? This one is still human, bah." Ruan Wenyan said to Hua An and then to the bird, "Please do me a favor, don't have fun."

The bird ignored what Ruan Wenyan said at all, and started a new round of calling.

"Please! Please! Please! Please—"

Ruan Wenyan: ...

"Okay, okay, take it." Hua An stretched out his hand in front of the bird, and made a gesture of turning his fist, and the bird actually shook his head and closed his mouth.

"Just shut up. You must remember to take this bird away later. Don't keep it for me." Ruan Wenyan pinched the bridge of his nose and poured himself a glass of cold water to drink.

"Why are you looking for me? Don't tell me that you just want to give me a silly bird." Ruan Wenyan also poured a glass for Hua An, who also looked up and drank it.

"Of course not. I came to see you for two things." Hua Yu cleared his throat and put on an inscrutable look, "First of all, of course I came to see if you are still alive."

"After all, it's strange that the person who caused the storm in the city hasn't shown up for so long." Hua An stroked his virtual long beard, "The second thing..."

"You still owe me a gift." Ruan Wenyan spoke first.

"I'll go. I don't usually see that you have such a good memory. I still remember this. It's okay." Hua An gave a thumbs up.

"There are a lot of things that I usually have to remember, so what if you have one more." Ruan Wenyan raised his hand and moved, "Where are the things?"

"Why is there someone like you, come here, close your eyes." Hua An put one hand on Ruan Wenyan's face, blocking his sight, "Let's have a sense of ceremony."

Ruan Wenyan closed his eyes as he said, and his outstretched hand hung in the air quietly without taking it back—this is probably because he believed that Hua An would not be so bored as to grab a bug and put it in his hand. .

Hua An took out an object from his back and put it in Ruan Wenyan's hand.

Cold and hard, Ruan Wenyan stretched out his other hand and touched it twice, then opened his eyes suddenly.

What was in his hand was obviously a pistol/gun.

"Browning 1900?" Ruan Wenyan held it in his hand and glanced at it, his face full of disbelief.

"I used this gun when I threatened you before." Hua An shrugged indifferently, "This gun is not very useful to me, so I just let you hold it to scare others or use it for self-defense. Use it to your advantage. light and heat."

"It looks quite new." Ruan Wenyan took a closer look, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and even loaded the gun in one go.

"You know how to use it?" This time it was Hua An's turn to be frightened, "Be careful of fire."

"I said that I feel that this is not the first time I have touched a gun, do you believe me?" Ruan Wenyan smiled bitterly, and he couldn't explain why he was so proficient, "But in my memory, this should be the first time I Touch the gun."

"So magical?" Hua An frowned, and then stretched it out, "It's okay, it's not a bad thing anyway, and it saves me from teaching you how to use it."

"I hope so." Ruan Wenyan was also unambiguous, "I will try to shoot."

Ruan Wenyan fired a shot into the sky.

boom--

"It's not bad, it's very smooth." Ruan Wenyan nodded. He thought that the recoil of the pistol could send him flying, but he didn't expect that his arm was only numb for a moment.

"Maybe you've actually shot before." Hua Yu came to a conclusion after thinking about it.

"Who knows," Ruan Wenyan smiled, and put the gun aside, "Maybe it was fired in a dream."

"Cut." Hua Yu pouted, "By the way, I forgot to say, I really didn't buy this bird."

"Who else has such leisure besides you?" Ruan Wenyan doubted the authenticity of Hua An's words.

"Second Master asked me to bring it for you." Hua An raised his eyebrows and looked at Ruan Wenyan with a half-smile.

Ruan Wenyan looked at the bird hanging on the side with a look of disgust, and the bird seemed to have sensed something, and gave Ruan Wenyan a "quack" sound.

"Then I really thank him." Ruan Wenyan imitated Hua An's previous gestures, and made a fist at the bird in a rotating manner.

"It's okay, if you really don't want me to return it to him, you can laugh at him by the way." Hua An said and was going to get the birdcage.

"No need, leave it alone." Ruan Wenyan sighed, accepting the gift.

"Man..." Hua An shook his head, clicked his tongue twice, and received Ruan Wenyan's eyes.

"You can leave when you're done." Ruan Wenyan didn't procrastinate at all in seeing off the guests, and decided to send Hua An away without hesitation.

"Don't, don't, I'm here to beg you to let me stay at Ruan's house for one night." Hua An put his hands together pitifully, and said with a low eyebrow.

"Are you coming again?" Ruan Wenyan propped his forehead, "Little Ancestor, can you just live in the Song family safely, if you are not satisfied with being a concubine, let Song Zixiu give you the title of wife, don't bother me anymore."

"No, no, I really have something to do this time, so I can't stay in Song Zixiu's yard." Hua An waved his hands again and again, without having time to refute what Ruan Wenyan said.

"What?" Ruan Wenyan really couldn't think of anything important.

"I put something more important than my life in Song's house. Many people are looking for this thing. I have to distract them. I will stay with you tonight. I have to report to Ning's house tomorrow. "Hua An's speech speed rose to a higher level, and Ruan Wenyan was taken aback for a moment, "Don't worry, it won't put you in any danger, it's just used to delay the other party's time to find me."

"What?" Ruan Wenyan intuitively felt that this matter was unusual, but he knew nothing about it, so he could only ask the most important thing first.

"Hmm..." Hua An thought for a while, then shook his head, "No, I can't say it. If I say it, I will involve you."

"Okay, you better not be fooling me." Ruan Wenyan only felt a headache, feeling like the whole world knew that only he was being kept in the dark.

Hua Yu hugged Ruan Wenyan for a while: "Hey, I knew that our Young Master Ruan is the kindest person."

"Get out." Ruan Wenyan rolled his eyes and pulled Hua An off his body.

"What's wrong with your leg?" Ruan Wenyan noticed that Hua An's leg trembled the moment he pushed it away, as if he almost lost his footing.

"Ah, this..." Hua Yu scratched his head, and he became very shy, "I..."

"Yo, do you still have a backache? How about I ask Shen Liyou to show you?" Ruan Wenyan knew what was going on when he saw Hua An's reaction, and said narrowly on purpose.

"It's okay, it's okay, you don't need it," Hua An silently scolded Song Zixiu's eighteenth generation ancestors in his heart, "It's a small problem, just wait for a while to rest."

"Sure, then go to rest quickly, I'm going to sleep too." Ruan Wenyan yawned. In fact, he hasn't fully woken up yet, and he's still a little groggy. Maybe he really wants to sleep after sleeping too much. .

"Hello!" Hua An called to stop Ruan Wenyan, who turned around to look at him, "Your family... did you feel sorry for you after that incident?"

"Who told you?" Ruan Wenyan smiled, thinking about how he was called to Ruan Wentang's yard a few days ago and had a "family reunion" scene. A few strokes of the crutches, and Fang Rong's mother and daughter's hateful gaze...

"Don't worry, who would dare to touch me now." Ruan Wenyan pushed the glasses on his face, "You might as well worry about yourself if you have time to spare."

"I just want to tell you, if there's anything that doesn't go your way, you must tell it, and if it's not convenient for you, we'll solve it for you." Hua An emphasized again with a frown, "We, the second master and I, there is nothing we can't solve The problem."

"Thinking too much, I'm fine." Ruan Wenyan waved his hand, "Go and rest."

As a result, Ruan Wenyan entered his room only to find that there was a huge hidden danger in the room.

"I'm telling you, don't howl at me." Ruan Wenyan said viciously at the screaming bird, "Don't think that you are a gift from the second master. If you scream again, I will give your head to you later. You unscrew it."

The bird didn't seem to be afraid at all, and kept howling: "Turn it off! Twist it off—"

Ruan Wenyan closed his eyes, then went to the window and opened the bird cage.

"I'll give you freedom now, get out, I don't want to see you again." Ruan Wenyan pointed out the window, but the bird glanced out the window a few times, and didn't waver at all, staying motionless in the cage.

"no no no--"

Good guy, it turns out that there is a bit of humanity, Ruan Wenyan comforted himself thinking, at least he could understand what he was talking about correctly.

Five minutes later, Ruan Wenyan opened the door silently and put the bird cage outside the room.

"Don't close the door! Don't close the door—"