“Let’s see…… who will take care of the parrot?” asked Bob.

“Let me take care of it!” Vichy、Lee and Grace raise their hands at the same time.

“Let’s do scissors, the winner will take care of this parrot.” Vichy and Grace took out scissors and Lee took out paper. Grace said, “I want to call the parrot Molly, does anyone agree?” everyone looked at each other and nodded.

Lee went home and saw a note and a bottle of medicine on the cage when she took the cage out of the stroller, the note said, “Smooth the medicine on the parrot’s wing every day morning and night. From Dr. Marry. Phone number is 120-2209-8689.”

“Molly, are your wings better now?” she asked kindly.

“CUP OF TEA? BILL?” Molly called loudly.

What did happen to Molly? I’ll tell you. Molly’s real master is Mr. Gun. His whole name is Mr. Gun Bill. He wanted to have a pet, but he knew there can’t have pets in the building, so he put her in the park.