Chapter 97 Mandarin ducks are in love

The bird was gray and black, kind of like a shaved pheasant, weird and ugly.

    The size of a palm, head big body small, can not even stand up, propped up two small meat wings paralyzed on the window sill, fragile as if a gust of wind blowing, can roll several rolls.

    Mu Zi felt pity, picked it up and held it in her hand.

    "Such a small bird, it's hard to live without a mommy bird, I'll go to the garden and look around, if I can find a bird's nest, I'll put it back." She said.

    Bai Wei was also flooded with sympathy, "Poor little guy, he must be starving, feed it some water first."

    The two fed the bird water, then temporarily found a lunch box, covered it with cotton cloth and put the bird inside.

    Murong Cheng was watching the snake in the living room, when Bai Wei saw him, she said, "Murong Cheng, accompany your sister to look for the bird's nest in the gard