"Cluck Ge" may have sensed something. The rooster turned its head and looked at Guan Lang, and its crow suddenly stopped.
His originally high-spirited state suddenly became sluggish. He flapped his wings and flew in the opposite direction. Unfortunately, he was blocked by the balcony protective fence with a snap.
Maybe it realized that it was in danger, so it lay in the corner, huddled up, and shivered.
The aura exuded by Guan Lang was too oppressive.
Fortunately, Guan Lang thought that if he killed it now, he would have to go to the market to buy another one, so he gave up the idea.
After retying the rooster and putting it back into the carton, cleaning up the chicken poop on the balcony, and driving Qianqiu, who was lying on the balcony watching a show, back to the living room, Guan Lang finally had some free time.
After noon, food intake seems to be slowly decreasing, which may be a sign that the body's evolution is coming to an end.
At 1:30 noon, Guan Lang took out yesterday's half-read collection of Zhang Xiaofeng's essays on time.
Prose is suitable for slow reading, but reading it quickly like this once in a while can also be a new kind of fun.
The words wash over the spirit like delicate running water. There is no need to constantly care about the progress of the plot and worry about the love and hatred in the book.
Guan Lang often read Zhang Xiaofeng's prose when he was in junior high school, so he had actually read most of the articles in this collection of essays.
However, when I entered high school, I read less prose. I mainly read some magazines with strong current commentary, which they used to accumulate materials for writing argumentative essays.
The door to the room was not closed, and Qianqiu jumped onto the desk at some point. However, it probably knew that Guan Lang was doing something, so it didn't make any noise and just lay quietly aside.
Guan Lang glanced at it and then looked away.
The little guy's sleeping posture was quite funny. He was lying on his back on the beech wood table like a human being, with his head resting on his pencil case. When he looked over, he winked at him with his big charming eyes.
Guan Lang understood its meaning. Every time this annoying little goblin opened its belly, it was a silent hint: "Come and jerk me off!"
It's a pity that Guan Lang doesn't accept this trick. He has to study and has no time to deal with it.
So after taking a look at it, he returned his attention to the book.
It’s still fun to read!
The time of reading passed quickly. When Guan Lang closed the book, Qianqiu lying on his hand had fallen asleep without knowing it.
The sky outside the window is deep blue, like a piece of bluestone washed spotlessly by the rain. The light yellow sunlight shines in through the glass, which is warm but not burning, like a piece of sweet strawberry-flavored nougat.
, little elf-like dust floating gently in the beige sunlight.
The sun shone on Qianqiu's snow-white body, and her long hair was fluffy like a hair ball.
Qianqiu's eyelids were not closed tightly when he was sleeping, and they would tremble from time to time.
Guan Lang gently opened the chair and walked out of the room.
Use the lint roller to gently roll the sofa and carpet to clean up Qianqiu's lint on a daily basis.
After cleaning, pick off all the hair on the roller, enough to make a hair ball the size of a fist.
Put this new ball of hair into the bag he specially used for cat hair and put it away.
He didn't throw away the cat hair every time he cleaned it, and now he already had a small bag.
He planned to use Qianqiu's hair to make a hat for it when he had saved enough.
Or twist it into a rope and make a Chinese knot.
After cleaning the room, his express delivery just arrived downstairs.
Guan Lang looked at the order and saw that what he got was not his 100 kilogram weight-bearing vest.
It’s a household sweeping robot.
Guan Lang went down to sign for the express delivery.
I carried a box upstairs, unpacked it and took out the disk-shaped sweeping robot and charging stand.
I also bought this for Qianqiu. After all, it is too tiring to bend down and clean the cat hair on the ground with a roller. Moreover, the cat hair cannot be swept with a broom. It will fly all over the house once you sweep it. The sweeping robot can just suck it up.
Much less trouble.
Guan Lang read the manual for a while, downloaded one, and roughly understood the precautions for its use.
After charging the battery, Guan Lang selected a voice package on his mobile phone, pressed the switch on the phone, and was ready to try it out.
"Baby is ready to work!" The sweeping robot made a milky sound.
With the sound of "blur", the laser sensor on the black robot disk began to rotate at high speed, roughly scanning the map of the room.
Guan Lang thought it was quite interesting how the little robot worked, so he followed it to observe.
The robot was still confirming the boundaries of the house, and first began to walk around the house to identify the location of the furniture in the apartment.
After perfecting the map, it began to work diligently, with the two small brushes at the bottom of the disk rotating rapidly.
He tried tearing up a few pieces of paper and throwing them on the ground. The robot swept away all the garbage in one sweep, and the effect was very good.
But just when Guan Lang was having a great time, a ferocious white figure woke up at some point. It blinked its big eyes and stared at the slowly moving black round plate, with a trace of curiosity flashing in its eyes.
It cautiously jumped to the side of the sweeping robot, quickly slapped the disc twice with its cat paws, and after the slap, it quickly ran to the foot of the dining table and continued to observe the robot's movements furtively.
It still doesn't quite understand the identity of this black thing, and it's still in the testing phase.
After discovering that the opponent had no special reaction to its blows, it finally plucked up the courage and tiptoed to the side of the robot, lowering its head and looking at the little brother.
The sweeping robot was still doing its job, and moved forward a certain distance, then bumped into Qianqiu's two front feet.
However, after discovering a foreign object in front of it, the robot avoided it again.
Qianqiu raised his head and glanced at Guan Lang, then lowered his head and licked his cat's fur.
The robot continued to spin and move around it. Qianqiu didn't understand what it was doing, so he just walked behind it step by step, like a little follower.
Even when the sweeping robot "Xiao Hei" moves under the sofa to clean, it has to get in and follow.
Guan Lang saw that it didn't do any damage, so he just let it play with it. He moved a small chair, sat on the balcony, closed the door, untied the rooster, and began to observe quietly.
Unfortunately, this chicken probably left some kind of shadow. As soon as he saw Guan Lang, he trembled and nestled in the corner.
Guan Lang had no choice but to go to the kitchen and grab a handful of vegetable leaves to feed it to temporarily enhance its affection.
After the rooster tentatively ate some, it may be that the charm of the food was too great, or it may have realized that Guan Lang had no killing intention at this time, so it became a little bolder and dared to walk cautiously next to Guan Lang and read a book.
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