Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 1417

Quinnie appeared crestfallen.

Lilly said, "Quinnie, you're overthinking. Have you ever considered losing weight after the New Year? What would you like to do then?"

Quinnie smiled sadly. "If that's the case, I'll go back to work immediately. The first thing I'll do is confront those people..."

However, that was just like saying, "If I win 5 million, then I'll do this and that." It was all wishful thinking.

Quinnie never thought she would actually lose weight after the New Year.

Although Jonas mentioned coming back to find Lilly, and maybe Lilly had a plan, she didn't dare to get her hopes up.

"That's not necessarily true," Lilly said mysteriously.

…

Humans no longer lost their lives in the icy and snowy weather. Very few people froze or starved to death due to the cold weather.

However, in the wild, many small animals perished because of it.

In the cold wind, a little bird fell out of its nest, shivering and stumbling in the snow.

Its feathers were not thick enough, and without the warmth of its mother, it wouldn't survive long in this snowy land.

Moreover, it seemed that the nest had been rummaged through by a snow fox, and now only this little bird remained.

"Chirp... Chirp..."

The little bird pitifully chirped, but there was no response from its father or mother.

It stood in the snow, one claw curled up, while the other claw was already numb from the cold. It squinted its eyes, but it tried hard to open them. It looked confused and lost.

Suddenly, it spotted a bird with green feathers standing on a low branch not far away. It trembled and called out to it twice.

Polly remained silent and indifferent.

As a tropical bird that was afraid of the cold, it no longer feared the cold after becoming a Soul Reaper. However, it had experienced the "coldness" of natural selection in the wild.

For instance, the little pitiful bird in front of it. It couldn't bear to witness its death, but it could only silently observe because today, it would die.

It couldn't intervene, nor could it interfere.

Sometimes, Polly would reminisce about when it first returned to the Crawford family with Lilly. Life was so good back then. Wherever Lilly went, she would bring it along. In the winter, she was concerned about it being cold, so it always stayed in a heated room.

At that time, it was carefree, playing with cats and dogs every day. It didn’t know that the outside world of nature could be so cruel.

"Chirp..." The little bird's chirping grew weaker and weaker until it disappeared completely, and it lay motionless in the snowstorm.

Soon, a thin layer of snow covered it.

Polly looked at it and suddenly remembered that Lilly had also been buried in a small pile of snow by the snowstorm.

The little bird’s soul emerged, looking around in confusion.

It seemed curious as it could no longer feel the cold or hunger.

Polly fluttered over and said, "Let's go!"

The little bird's eyes lit up. "Chirp chirp!" (You're the handsome bird!)

Polly glanced at it and walked with the swaying little bird’s spirit in the snowstorm.