MTL - After Resurrecting, I Opened a Cat Cafe-Chapter 77 swan

The big round cushion in front of the cat cafe's floor-to-ceiling windows has been replaced with a soft cushion, which just fits a big cat weighing about ten pounds.

The cushions are plush and so are the cats.

There is a snow-white egg in the snow-white belly.

Now the egg has cracked a little, is it pressed out by the big orange, or... is it about to break the shell?

Immediately, there was a powerful knocking sound from inside the eggshell, and neither humans nor cats could detect the situation through the gap, and could only judge the chick's condition through the sound.

However, the eggshell is too hard for the chicks, so that even if there is a gap, it cannot break through the shackles of the eggshell in a short time.

But it's really about to break the shell!

They just came to pet cats as usual, and they were so lucky to witness the birth of a new life with their own eyes.

Chen Yingying quickly took out her mobile phone to switch to the recording mode, and watched the bird's egg nervously with the surrounding customers. Chen Yingying's boyfriend likes birds very much. This is the first time he has seen a chick breaking its shell live, and he couldn't help but want to get closer.

The egg yolk was nervous and crazy, the always gentle store manager, the hair on the back of his neck exploded a little, he almost wanted to be Kazakhstan, but he held back.

Chen Yingying quickly patted her boyfriend's hand away.

However, I don't know if I was frightened, and the knocking sound inside the eggshell suddenly stopped. The egg yolk carefully rubbed against the eggshell, intending to ask Pei Shiyi to take a look, but he didn't dare to leave the phoenix, which was breaking its shell, in full view.

Fortunately, Pei Shiyi sensed the fluctuating spiritual power and had already walked over.

Yolk: "Meow!"

boss! Why is there no movement in the egg?

Pei Shiyi glanced at it, and said indifferently, "I'm tired from knocking, just rest for a while."

The egg shell of the phoenix is ​​very strong, and it may take several hours to crack the shell slowly. If you are tired from knocking, you will lie in it and rest for a while, and then knock slowly when your strength recovers.

Pei Shiyi was also like this. He was weaker when he was born, and he woke up and slept in the eggshell for a whole day before breaking the shell.

Egg Yolk nervously hooked Pei Shiyi's trousers: "Meow."

Boss, don't go.

Pei Shiyi had no choice but to take a cushion and sit next to the egg yolk: "Okay, okay, I won't go."

After the winter, Mao Cafe’s stools are all tied with small cushions, which are changed and washed regularly, so that customers will not have the idea of ​​sitting down due to the cold benches.

Pei Shiyi propped his chin and stared at the egg with the surrounding customers. The surrounding customers were not as calm as he was, pointing their mobile phones at the egg and the cat, breathing gently.

There are many customers surrounded by three layers of small cushions.

Finally, a few minutes later, there was another tapping sound inside the eggshell.

Tap, tap, tap.

The "baby bird" inside pecked very vigorously. After a while, a small piece of eggshell fell on the mat, and a small hole appeared in the original gap. Seeing more clearly, it retracted into the eggshell.

The bird's beak is light pink, and the moment it passes through the white eggshell, it looks like a light-colored flower that disappears the moment it blooms.

The crowd of onlookers made a sound of disappointment.

Pei Shiyi pinched the green and black beads on his wrist boredly to play with. He still didn't know who was in this egg, because he didn't use spiritual power to explore other eggs except the phoenix egg—if it was a girl, then what? Isn't it too rude?

However, the person inside the eggshell is obviously not a dawdling character. After gathering some strength, he continued to crack the shell - pecking all the way along the gap, and with the crisp clicking sound, the gap in the eggshell became bigger and bigger.

On the smaller end of the egg, a smooth slit is pecked out by the bird's beak.

"grumble-"

The faint song of a bird is muffled in the eggshell, and a little bit of it leaks out from the gap. The sound is so thin that it trembles.

Following the trembling sound, the customers imagined a pitifully handicapped baby bird in its eggshell, calling for the adult bird to help.

The customers got closer and closer, and finally someone couldn't help asking: "Can you break it open for me? I think it's broken, and I've worked hard. Can you help me?"

"Yes, yes, please help it manually, it is so pitiful."

"I'm so anxious, will the little poor have an accident?"

Pei Shiyi: "..."

It's pitiful...he's scolding your mother, you know?

Honghu is the most pure-looking among the five phoenixes. Almost all of them like to wear white clothes to win the snow, but they have the most violent temper, and they are top-notch in fighting and swearing.

Pei Shiyi said: "It's okay, he's just a little tired."

As if to confirm his words, there was another sound from the eggshell—continuous clicking sounds, as if the bird inside was stretching its body, trying to break the shackles of the shell.

Pei Shiyi said, "It's coming out."

Customers:!

The egg yolk lay down carefully, put the egg ring in the middle of the body, and covered the egg with the warm stomach, transmitting spiritual power.

click.

After the extraordinarily crisp cracking sound, a little white bird whose feathers hadn't fully grown popped out with a small piece of eggshell on it, with a tender pink beak and black jade-like eyes, and was covered in white down just out of the shell. Not much mucus.

It's so beautiful and neat that it doesn't look like a baby bird that just broke its shell.

He struggled to get out of the eggshell, stretching his bones and stretching his curled wings and claws in the process. Facing the crowd of onlookers, he was not stage fright at all. Instead, he stood on the egg yolk with his head held high and his chest up, stepping on the egg yolk's hairy belly, and shouted at the crowd.

Onlookers: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Pei Shiyi: "..."

This **** bird was clearly cursing, saying, "Why do you make such a noise when you see me?"

Egg Yolk couldn't understand the birdsong, so he spread his belly happily, stretched out his front paws and hugged the little swan: Ouch, my cub.

Honghu: "Ji—"

presumptuous!

…

The broken shell of this swan caused a commotion on the upper and lower floors of the Maoca, and even Jingzhe and Qingming, who were resting on the third floor, came down to watch.

Let alone people, the cats all came to watch.

However, Pei Shiyi didn't want to pay attention to this swan: Pei Shiyi was slow to break its shell when he was a child, and when he came out, all the birds of the same generation hatched, and there was a particularly **** swan that insisted on chasing him and pecking him.

Well, this is the swan.

Pei Shiyi stared blankly at Honghu who was standing on the back of the egg yolk for a moment, and said in his heart: You too will fall into my hands one day.

Honghu didn't remember anything, so he raised his head and called out to him.

Pei Shiyi also bent the corner of his lower lip at him: "It's good, keep on being airy, and see how long you can be airy."

Pei Shiyi was originally the only bird in the whole cat cafe, but now there is another one who likes to open his screen like him, and his palms itch even if he looks at it more - want to slap that bird down, what is the manager doing stepping on him?

Standing on the back of the egg yolk, Honghu held his head high, enjoying the "worshiping" gazes from all directions, and croaked twice from time to time. Honghu had just finished eating the eggshells, and it was time for him to be lively and energetic.

Egg Yolk has no objection to such a small bird bouncing around on his body—Maoka’s kittens have been growing up for a few months, and some of them haven’t grown much physically, but psychologically, although this enlightenment of spiritual wisdom is no longer the one that will be nervous Kittens clinging to their parents.

The old father yolk was a bit lost.

Now Honghu's broken shell undoubtedly comforted the heart in the old father's hands, and he wanted to lick Honghu's hair just like that.

Chen Yingying held her face in her hands and said intoxicatedly: "My God, this is too cute, cats are so pets."

The boyfriend also said: "It's a **** that cats and birds can live in harmony."

Pei Shiyi walked over slowly, smiled and said behind the two of them, "Of course."

Or is he dead?

Chen Yingying was taken aback. When she turned her head and saw Pei Shiyi's face, her face turned red instantly: "Yeah, I haven't seen it before, so I'm curious. What kind of bird is this?"

This man is too good-looking, and celebrities are not so handsome.

Pei Shiyi had no intention of spreading charm to married girls, so he turned his face and continued following the topic of birds and cats: "It's a cockatiel with a golden crown and a white face, isn't it pretty?"

Chen Yingying asked curiously: "The chicks are so beautiful, and they must be more beautiful when their feathers are fully grown. My boyfriend likes birds very much. This kind of bird looks very beautiful, is it easy to raise?"

The boyfriend who had been secretly glaring at Pei Shiyi immediately smirked.

Pei Shiyi: "Accordingly, it's a relatively docile bird..."

Chen Yingying nodded thoughtfully: "Then we can raise one, and I also want to raise a cat..."

When she spoke, she had forgotten the anger she had just entered the cat cafe, and she was planning the future wholeheartedly.

Not only her, curious customers and cats gathered around to take pictures and record videos.

In the afternoon, several cats who had slept on the third floor for most of the day went down to the first floor.

As a cow cat, Gu Yu gives full play to the characteristics of this kind of cat: short claws and curiosity. He was picking at the egg yolk, his round eyes showed incomparable curiosity.

Honghu tilted his head to look at Gu Yu.

Gu Yu leaned over, put his nose against Honghu and sniffed lightly.

Mao Mao's cold nose was pressed against Hong Hu's body, and the sniffing action looked dangerous, and the customers couldn't help but get nervous. Although the egg yolk store manager is very tolerant of this little white bird, but Gu Yu is really crazy when playing, and he is a husky among cats.

That's right, besides copper coins, the most stupid thing in all cat cafes is Gu Yu, who is growing up. The almost one-year-old kitten is already so angry and funny.

Gu Yu lowered his upper body, pouted his buttocks, and raised his tail high.

He is not malicious, and he also likes the smell of Honghu's body - it is a bit similar to the boss, but much smaller than the warm boss, and it looks like it can be put on the head.

Honghu spread its wings and pecked Gu Yu once.

It still hurts.

Gu Yu: "..."

Gu Yu was a favored kitten, she went crazy immediately, tilted her head and stared wide-eyed, and screamed.

The husky is a well-deserved reputation among cats.

Honghu pecked him again.

Gu Yu turned around and jumped away, Honghu chased down on the thick egg yolk with his two little paws that were still limp.

Gu Yu: "Meow meow meow—"

Help, he pecks me!

Onlookers:

"I think this scene looks familiar..."

"When I was a kid, at my grandparents' house..."

"That's how you run when you're chased by a big goose."

"Same world, same grandparents' home."

"I'm different. I got pecked by swans in the park."

People who have had such a tragic experience show sympathetic eyes—

The white-haired chick stretched its neck, and chased it out with its limp little claws, jumping and jumping aggressively.

Gu Yu: "Meow ouch—"

Help-

The author has something to say: Honghu: The irritable brother, swearing at people online.

Honghu is also another name for geese and swans. The prototype referred to here is swan and white swan.

In the next chapter, the little uncle is online, and the Maoca branch will rush ducks!