The Tyrant Pigeon

Su Li continued on the topic of the toy, pleading, "Brother, I really want to see if it's a golden retriever toy. Can I take it out and look? I won't break it." His words were accompanied by a gaze that was fixed intently on the gift box, as if he intended to see through it.

Su Bing's face was stern as he rejected his brother's inappropriate request. "We don't know who it belongs to, and we have no right to touch it. You always talk about mom, but you seem to forget the rules she taught us so quickly."

Su Li pouted, disgruntled. If he couldn't look, then so be it. What was the big deal? He left the living room and headed into the yard, grabbing a handful of dried corn kernels as he made his way to the pigeon cage.

As soon as he entered the pigeon cage, the pigeons seemed to know that food was coming. They all flew down, and he placed the dried corn kernels into the feeder. The pigeons all flocked to eat.