Curtis plucked a leaf and folded it into a cone, then picked up the bird's eggs from the nest and placed them into it.
"Aye, Curtis, don't take that!" Bai Qingqing shook the tree. Curtis only had to move slightly and the tree would shake, but she didn't even manage to budge it by a little.
With his tail coiled around a tree branch, Curtis's upper body dropped from above and faced Bai Qingqing upside down, his long hair drifting in mid-air.
"No need to be scared. These are eggs from the short-winged bird, and they generally don't hatch. Moreover, they lay one egg per day. Even if you don't eat it, they would peck through the eggshell and eat it themselves."
Lay one egg per day? Isn't this a chicken?
Just as this thought occurred to Bai Qingqing, she heard the flapping of wings from the skies. She turned her head towards the source of the sound and saw a colorful pheasant flying towards the bird's nest and maniacally pecking at Curtis's tail.