Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

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.”

come down! We’ll go back to Los Angeles… Our house there is huge, and I’m sure there will

Michael, Paul, and Jonathan headed out to the backyard to look for her. When they reached the orchard, they

the

body covered in bright green feathers. His

snapped. “Wow, great job, Ryan, very impressive. You can’t even

for a long time. But no matter what, the bird

the tree branch, the parrot sang, “Old MacDonald had a farm. E-1-E-I-O! E-I-E-I. fee fi fo

“…” What the

guys do whatever you want,”

arms high in the

birdy-birdy-birdy!” Michael yelled while patting his arms, signaling the parrot to come and land on his outstretched

eyes widened. Her fifth

of Paul’s

It’s just coaxing a parrot, you don’t have to

squawking wildly in

He pointed forcefully at the parrot. “Get the

tauntingly, remaining perched in the tree. “No, no,

to lead him to this point. How could this parrot be so

her mouth and giggled as she looked curiously at her Uncle Michael. Uncle Michael seemed fierce at first,

and third uncles were the gentlest. One was soft-spoken and elegant, and

sometimes… But the fifth uncle was almost like a vicious beast, the

her mother’s brothers. Susie felt like she was starting to like these new uncles. They

Jonathan was staring back at her as she watched him.

corners of Jonathan’s lips hooked upward. What a timid little

said, “Michael, don’t waste your time. Susie’s the only one who can

wasn’t convinced. “And how do

brain in that thick head of

lose his temper when Paul stopped him. “Jonathan is right,

put Susie down, and they

on, Alex, we’re leaving! We have to

parrot, beckoning him in her direction. The uncles had never seen such an adorable sight. Besides that, the girl seemed much more confident when she was interacting with her pet. Even the tough, irritable Michael felt his heart soften a

their sister when she