Start By Parsing The Sun

Chapter 72: Cold Stories, Heartwarming Stories, Stories That Delight

Early morning.

Cheng Han had just arrived at the entrance of Shanyi Lane when he saw a small figure stepping into the community, wiping tears from time to time.

It was the neighbor's child, Zhang Tie.

Cheng Han moved swiftly, gliding six or seven meters with grace, and slid lightly behind a tree, avoiding Zhang Tie's line of sight.

The whole process was almost silent.

The control displayed in this move was even stronger than yesterday.

On the other side.

The two guardian spirit dogs, Taozi and Lizhi, also saw the crying child, but they just silently watched without any other action.

Although the spirit dogs were diligent in their work, they would not interfere with matters outside the community and rarely approached the residents.

Cheng Han stood still, watching Zhang Tie gradually move away.

From his understanding, this child would wake up at six o'clock every day, then take a walk outside the community, collecting a batch of dead branches, and return to Shanyi Lane around seven-thirty.

Zhang Tie usually didn't eat breakfast, only drank a few sips of hot water, and then walked to the nearby Seventeenth Primary School, hungry and waiting for the free lunch at school.

But now it was only seven o'clock, why did this child come back so early?

Cheng Han stared for a moment and silently said, "Deduction."

A series of images flashed by.

This was a cold story.

Zhang Tie encountered a middle-aged man who was picking up firewood. He was warned by the man not to come to Jing'an Lane again, then kicked down, and the bundle of dead branches he had worked hard to collect was taken away.

Cheng Han fell silent for a while and sighed softly, "We're all from the lower class, why bother with each other?"

He stepped on the snow and walked to the entrance of the community.

"Woof woof."

The two spirit dogs greeted him with their daily routine.

Cheng Han patted their heads a few times and asked seriously, "The child just now was bullied today. Which one of you is willing to comfort him?"

The two spirit dogs were a bit confused.

Taozi asked, "Woof?"

It was willing to listen to Cheng Han's instructions, but didn't know how to comfort people.

Cheng Han smiled and said, "It's very simple. Just rub your big head against the child and lick his hand a few times, that's all."

Taozi looked puzzled, "Woof?"

It meant, does that really work?

Cheng Han nodded, "Trust me! For a child, this is more helpful than a timely help."

At this moment.

Lizhi, who had been silent all along, quickly rushed out.

Taozi was stunned for a moment, then barked at its companion's butt, "Woof!"

Not very considerate of dog etiquette!

Cheng Han couldn't help but laugh.

He scratched Taozi's chin and walked out of the community quickly.

Taozi wagged its tail vigorously, watching him go.

After a while.

Cheng Han made a small deduction.

This time, the story became heartwarming.

A big dog rushed through the snow and stopped a child.

The child was startled and looked at the majestic dog, taking a step back in fear.

The big dog used its paw to scoop up some snow and sprinkled it on the child, making the child immediately smile. The big dog then rubbed its head against the child, making the child even happier.

The scene dissipated.

The smile on Cheng Han's face also disappeared. "I know life is difficult, but that's not a reason to bully a child."

He made a deduction and understood a lot of information about the middle-aged man.

Cheng Han activated the residual imprint of the spirit beast and blew a whistle.

"Hush!"

The Bird King responded to his call.

The Sky Knight immediately followed the king's will.

Ten minutes later.

A small theater scene unfolded.

An unlucky red sparrow was targeted by a white-tailed kite.

In a panic, the former dove towards a residential building, trying to shake off the enemy by using its small and agile body in the complex environment.

The white-tailed kite chased after it, flying to a corner and accidentally colliding with a middle-aged man.

The raptor was startled and instinctively extended a claw, fiercely scratching the man's face, leaving a one-inch-long bloody wound.

"Ah~"

The middle-aged man screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

A little blood flew out, drawing several beautiful peach blossoms on the snowy ground.

"Chirp!"

The Sky Knight quickly flew away, leaving behind a clear and melodious cry.

This was a story that delighted people.

On the way.

Cheng Han walked briskly and suddenly "saw" a scene of blood staining the snowy ground.

For a first-grade elementary school student, to be able to do such a thing is excessive!

Consider this a lesson!

The corners of his mouth curled up, feeling quite satisfied in his heart: "After practicing the bird training method for so long, this performance can be considered natural."

Compared to the beginning, his skills have improved by more than a little.

This is the result of being forced out.

Whether it's the authorities or the followers of the divine, countless eyes are watching the birds in the city. As a behind-the-scenes troublemaker, he must be as cautious as possible.

Cheng Han thought of Zhang Tiejia's situation and sighed softly: "His father lost half of his arm, his mother has a limp leg, this child has suffered too much."

"As the saying goes, 'Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.' Perhaps I can come up with a good solution and quietly help improve their situation."

Cheng Han shook his head: "We'll talk about this later. There's a big show to perform tonight, so we need to start preparing now."

To ensure that the script does not deviate, a lot of arrangements need to be made and multiple rehearsals need to be conducted. It's afraid that it can't be completed in six or seven hours.

Time must be seized!

He made contact with the remnants of the spirit imprint with his mind and issued one command after another.

Arriving at the classroom.

Cheng Han temporarily left the "work" state and listened to the crisp and pleasant "Good morning" from the little girl. He also took the hot drink for today and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

There are too many things!

Mentally exhausted!

*

At this moment.

The black cat had the same thought.

Mentally exhausted!

The police chief stared at a group of fluffy ants, feeling a little annoyed in his cat heart.

These were a batch of fluffy ants that the owner had worked hard to obtain. They would be very useful in tonight's mission, but about thirty percent of them were completely motionless at the moment.

They were frozen to death.

The black cat turned its head and stared at a white cat, scolding loudly: "Meow! Meow!"

The white cat hung its head and didn't dare to move.

The more the black cat thought about it, the angrier it became. It raised a paw and slapped the little brother's head hard.

Hmph!

If you mess up the owner's big plan, this cat won't spare you!

The white cat was scared and took a few steps back, completely prostrating on the ground.

The black cat remembered what the owner had said, "Blaming others excessively does not help solve the problem." It forcibly suppressed its emotions and touched the little brother's head with its paw, instructing: "Meow!"

The white cat nodded.

Two cats stood beside them and also nodded.

They promised that the remaining fluffy ants would not have any more accidents.

*

Four hours later.

A certain park.

A bird feeding spot was set up here, so there were many birds gathered nearby.

Two official bird protectors, after completing a routine patrol, quickly wrote a simple report.

The conclusion at the end was as follows:

"Species change: small;

"Quantity change: small;

"Abnormal bird behavior: none."

A younger protector muttered softly, "Counting birds every day is so boring!"

An older protector warned, "Xiao Gao, you should know the origin of this job. If there are any changes in the bird population and you don't report it in time, you know the consequences, right?"

The younger protector was startled and quickly said, "Don't worry, I just find it boring. I will count carefully when it's time to count."

Few people know that the so-called "protectors" actually have the responsibility of monitoring the bird population.

If the perspective is pulled up to the sky and carefully observe the birds in the city, especially the night owl group with the largest number, compared to a few days ago, there are obvious changes.

Originally, they were scattered.

Now, the larger bird groups have faintly formed a peculiar pattern.

*

Fifteenth Middle School.

Cafeteria.

Cheng Han walked into the cafeteria and muttered to himself, "It's too troublesome to manipulate the bird population under the watchful eyes of the authorities. It really took a lot of effort."

He took his lunch box and walked quickly to a food serving window.

At this moment, there was a long line in front of the window.

And the arrival of the school's strongest prefect inevitably caused a small ripple.

Several students in front of Cheng Han turned their heads and left the line one after another.

This posture was quite obvious—let the big shot go first.

This is not a strange thing.

In the past, when the school prefect came to the cafeteria to eat, this kind of thing often happened.

Cheng Han frowned and shouted in a low voice, "No one is allowed to leave! Stay in line!"

Several students stiffened for a moment and obediently returned to their original positions.

If there was a special window for the prefect, Cheng Han wouldn't mind enjoying the convenience, but cutting in line goes against the nine-year compulsory education he received.

Being pretentious?

So what!

I'm willing!

(End of this chapter)