Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9 Little Parol

Meanwhile, after driving Stacy away, Ryan went with Susie to try to coax the bird.

Ryan was a little exhausted with Susie’s rules. They couldn’t catch the bird, only convince him to come with them. But the parrot wasn’t human, how was he supposed to convince him?

“Little parrot, please come down. If you do, I’ll give you some meat?” Ryan offered unconvincingly

The parrot stared at Ryan, then shook his head back and forth like a swinging pendulum. “Don’t eat meat, don’t eat meat!”

He just wouldn’t come down.

Ryan took a deep breath and decided to play his trump card. “Susie, let’s just go, we don’t have time for this.”

Susie was immediately terrified, grasping at Ryan’s clothes and pleading. “No, no, Uncle, we can’t leave Alex…”

She was so anxious, tears started to form in her eyes, but she didn’t

dare cry

Ryan’s heart ached, and he immediately regretted the suggestion. He quickly apologized, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, that was a bad idea. I shouldn’t have said that.”

In a child’s world, rejecting her little pet was the same thing as

rejecting her. Ryan wanted to slap himself when he realized the problem

Susie froze for a moment. It was the first time anyone had ever

apologized to her…

A smile crept over her small face, and she patted Ryan on the shoulder, saying. “It’s okay, Uncle Ryan!”

Usually, when Susie apologized, no one ever told her it was okay. So when Ryan apologized to her, she immediately forgave him, knowing how sad it would make her if she was in his position.

After that, the uncle and nephew continued trying to coax the bird.

Susie said, “Alex, be good and come down here. Uncle Ryan was lying just now, we’re not going to leave. He’s a good person, really.”

Ryan said. “Alex, I’m sorry! Now please just come down! We’ll go back to Los Angeles… Our house there is huge, and I’m sure there will be lots of nice lady parrots for you to meet…”

Since Susie had been gone for a while, Michael, Paul, and Jonathan headed out to the backyard to look for her. When they reached the orchard, they found an adorable scene of one tall figure and one short figure, both trying to coax a parrot down from a branch.

After a brief explanation from Ryan, they finally understood that this parrot was the reason Susie had insisted on coming with them to the Bishop family house.

The parrot was a very common little budgie, his body covered in bright green feathers. His eyes were rolling all around as he hopped slightly on the branch, looking at them.

The irritable contractor Michael was the first to lose his temper, and he snapped. “Wow, great job, Ryan, very impressive. You can’t even get a parrot to like you! Useless.”

Paul and Jonathan didn’t say anything, and all of them tried to coax the parrot for a long time. But no matter what, the bird still refused to come down. He was an extremely stubborn little animal.

From its perch on the tree branch, the parrot sang, “Old MacDonald had a farm. E-1-E-I-O! E-I-E-I. fee fi fo fum!”

Ryan: “…” What the hell?

“You guys do whatever you want,” he said dejectedly.

Michael laughed. He lifted his arms high in the air and said, “Watch this!”

“Cluck-cluck-cluck! Here, birdy-birdy-birdy!” Michael yelled while patting his arms, signaling the parrot to come and land on his outstretched hands.

Susie’s eyes widened. Her fifth uncle looked like a gorilla.

The corners of Paul’s mouth twitched.

Jonathan crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. “Pshaw… It’s just coaxing a parrot, you don’t have to yell loud enough to raise the dead.”

The parrot was squawking wildly in response, shouting. “Stupid! Stupid!”

At that, Michael was enraged. He pointed forcefully at the parrot. “Get the fuck down!”

The parrot fluttered its wings tauntingly, remaining perched in the tree. “No, no, you can’t trick Alex!”