novelhk Chapter 345: Little Pigeon of Hollywood 9
Chapter 345: Little Pigeon of Hollywood 9
The little pigeon covered its ears, stamped its feet and threw a tantrum, "I won't listen! I don't want to leave. I'll go wherever you go!"
At this point, she put her hands on her hips and raised her chin high, "Humph, and I want to be a big star!"
"I will appear on the screen, allowing those who hate me and have bad thoughts about me to see me every day, and they have to pay to see me!"
"Ha, there's nothing they can do about it if they can't get rid of me!"
John was about to say something when he was dragged by the little pigeon and staggered.
"Okay, Daddy, stop nagging. I'm going to eat! Today we have chicken legs and eggs! Daddy, let's go!" The little pigeon jumped down, kicked the bags one by one under the bed, grabbed the nagging John and ran away!
The little pigeon's childish words were just childish talk, but John took the little pigeon's words to heart, thinking about the feasibility in his mind, "Looks like I have to go visit my old friend!"
If the little pigeon knew, he would definitely praise him and act like a spoiled child. Look how much this old baby knows how to spoil his children.
Little Pigeon hasn't been out recently. John has kept her at home reading and writing.
He taught American language himself, and for Oriental language, John hired a girl from Chinatown to teach. She needed to learn both Eastern American languages at the same time.
I am very busy in the morning and afternoon, and I have homework in the evening!
The little pigeon learns to scratch its ears and cheeks every day, and her butt becomes itchy from sitting!
But whenever she wanted to slip away, John would encourage her with her dream of becoming a star.
Every time this happened, the little pigeon could only look at him with resentment. Facing the gentle old daddy, she couldn't get angry and could only continue to study with a deep hatred.
Summer passed quickly, and winter couldn't wait to come on stage, and the white gifts were generously scattered all over the ground.
As white snowflakes fell on the earth, the church was repaired. Not only was its area larger, it was also windproof and rainproof, and the number of beds was more than doubled.
With more beds, we can accommodate more homeless people on this snowy night, so that they won’t freeze to death on the streets like the little match girl.
Christmas is coming, and John said mysteriously that he had invited Santa Claus, who would come here on Christmas Eve to fulfill her dream.
The little dove twitched her lips and tidied the big red socks on the Christmas tree. She stood on the stool and sighed. She stretched out her little hand and touched John's curly hair and pulled it.
She lowered her head and looked at him lovingly, "Daddy, you are so childish. These are just to appease the children. Do you have a gift you want?"
"Well, how about buying you a car? That way it will be more convenient for you to spread the gospel!"
"Daddy, I'm more effective than Santa Claus~ and we don't have to wait for him to come once a year~"
At this point, the little pigeon hugged his neck, grabbed his beard with one hand, and twisted it around his little finger, with a proud look on his face.
John pushed her hand away angrily, lifted her off the stool, turned her head, and pushed her out the door, "…………You'd better shut up and go play!"
John closed the door with a bang.
The little pigeon turned around and saw the door. She shook her head, knocked on the door a few times, and shouted, "Daddy, you're not a child anymore. Stop being so childish, okay?"
"I think you've been a little irritable lately. You should get a relationship and find me a mommy!"
"Puff...cough cough cough!" John spat out the tea in the room, choking him and making him cough.
"Little! Pigeon!" The well-mannered John's face flushed red at this moment. He put down the teacup heavily, roared in shame and anger, stood up and suddenly opened the door!
The little pigeon outside the door was frightened and turned around and ran away, "Slip away, slip away, I can't afford to offend this old man, I can't afford to offend him!"
John was so angry that he ran after her, but the little pigeon ran so fast that it disappeared in a flash. He couldn't catch up with her and could only jump on the spot!
Sister Jennifer, who was sweeping the snow, saw that John was angry again. She was no longer as dull as before, but became more lively and energetic.
Seeing this, she couldn't help laughing and quickly made the sign of the cross, "Oh, Lord, forgive me for my mistake."
But she lowered her head and couldn't help laughing again, "Hahaha, Mr. John, you've become more and more lively since you raised the little pigeon!"
"Oh, Ms. Jennifer, you are so good at talking! Please continue to sweep the snow!" John was angry and amused, shook his head and went back to the house.
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Christmas Eve arrived three days later.
Whether they knew each other or not, everyone gathered in the hall and sang hymns, praying for a better life, or perhaps praying for the dead.
At the dinner table, everyone was busy giving each other gifts, which might be a piece of candy, an apple, or even a handkerchief. It always drew cheers and looked very lively.
John wanted to give the little pigeon a big gift. He excitedly pulled the little pigeon to an elegant lady, pushed her forward, pointed at the lady and said, "My little pigeon, your dream can come true!"
The little pigeon's eyes lit up. Just as the elegant lady was about to salute her, the little pigeon rushed over and hugged her waist, shouting happily at John.
"Oh, my dear daddy! Is this my future mommy? I love her so much!"
"Daddy, you've made it! I'm so happy!"