first marriage

Rong Zhi said, "From now on, I can't feed anything for three days."

Tong Qiqi thought to herself that this little golden eagle hadn't been fed for several days, if he didn't feed him again, he might starve to death!

Rong Zhi seemed to see through Tong Qiqi's thoughts, and comforted her, "Don't worry! You won't die of starvation! Ye Huang has been starved for eighteen days!"

Wow—as expected of Eagle King Ye Huang!

Tong Qiqi raised her thumbs up in praise!

Rong Zhi picked up a bowl next to it, with strong tea in it, and a small saucer next to it, which contained sand powder.

Curious, Tong Qiqi twirled the sand powder with her hand, and found that it was salt mixed with fine sand.

Rong Zhi poured sand powder into the strong tea, shook the cup, grabbed the little golden eagle by its wings, lifted it up, and squeezed its beak open.

"Ah - take it easy..." Tong Qiqi shouted in a fuss.

Rong Zhi glared at her, "Pour this bowl of tea down." After speaking, he signaled Tong Qiqi to get the bowl.

Tong Qiqi picked up the bowl tangled, watching the little golden eagle fluttering in Rong Zhi's hands, and refused to stay obediently, but couldn't resist Rong Zhi's strength.

The little girl closed her eyes, turned her face slightly, and poured the tea in the bowl into the golden eagle's beak.

Blindfolded, the golden eagle kept struggling, and there was a cooing sound begging for mercy from his throat. Tong Qiqi was very frightened when he heard it, and dared not make a sound. The voice, knowing that I poured it, I can't hate her!

The little golden eagle was exhausted, and after being poured down the bowl of stomach washing tea, it was completely wilted, and squatted listlessly. it falls asleep.

The little golden eagle didn't eat, and started to have diarrhea that day, and the wooden pole was dripping, and the flapping of the little golden eagle's wings could be heard far away.

Tong Qiqi was worried all the time, and asked during dinner, "You won't boil my little golden eagle to death?"

Rong Zhi picked up a chopstick dish, put it in Tong Qiqi's bowl, and said lightly: "No."

Tong Qiqi's mind was filled with the sound of the poor little golden eagle struggling and flapping its wings, thinking that it had been hungry for so many days without eating anything, but now she was full and clothed, and she felt guilty. !I lost my appetite.

These two days, Tong Qiqi didn't dare to see the little golden eagle until three days later, when Rong Yi took the skinny Haidongqing out of the hospital and ordered Sister Wang to bring hot water to bathe it, Tong Qiqi stood by the window Looking far ahead.

While washing, Rong Zhi talked to himself, as if talking to the little golden eagle, with a very focused expression.

"What are you talking about?" Tong Qiqi asked.

"Make it obedient and don't bully you in the future!" Rong Zhi joked.

Tong Qiqi gave a disdainful "cut".

Rong Zhi cleaned the little golden eagle. The young eagle, which hadn't grown up before, was getting thinner and thinner. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like a eagle. If it wasn't for its physique, it would have looked like a quail.

When the man wiped the water off the feathers of the little golden eagle with a towel, the golden eagle struggled violently, and the feathers opened slightly, as if it had a murderous look.

Tong Qiqi poked Rongzhi's arm, "He hates you!"

Rong Zhi shrugged, expressing that he didn't care, and motioned to Tong Qiqi, "You come and feed it, talk to it."

"Oh!" Tong Qiqi took the plate with raw meat in Sister Wang's hand, and was about to feed it, when she suddenly thought of a question, "If I feed it, wouldn't it appreciate me and hate you in the future?"

Rong Zhi expressed with his eyes: stop talking nonsense, hurry up and hey!