Strange Life of a Cat

Er Mao has been carrying this pendant since he was very young, but he doesn't actually know much about it. He only has this piece, which his mother gave him, and Wang Bin didn't even have it. Er Mao only remembered what his mother said, "Wearing this will protect you from your ancestors."

But the problem is that Er Mao's grandparents are still alive. Even if Er Mao is not familiar with the people of his parents' generation, he knows a little about them. After that, they are their own generation. This era doesn't pay much attention to clans and the like. At least Ermao doesn't care about that matter, but not caring doesn't mean that Ermao isn't doubtful or curious now.

When a person is too idle, or is full of worries and is wondering what to do to divert his attention, a small twist can also make him excited. For example, Er Mao at this moment.

As for the Jiao family, Er Mao also knew some of them, so he shouldn't have any blood connection with them. What puzzled Er Mao the most was, how could such a valuable thing be hung around a cat's neck? Based on his understanding of the Jiao family's schedule, there must be no one in the Jiao family at this time, and it was most likely the cat who put the pendant on himself.

"Hey, Black Coal, where did you get this?" Er Mao held two nearly identical jade plaques, raised his finger and poked Zheng Tan, "Tell me who gave it to you, maybe it was my relative. Just like what the book says, a distant cousin is living alone and is waiting for me to rescue her!"

Zheng Tan: "..."

Zheng Tan thought back to the old woman in the village sitting on the couch with a rumpled face and a cat in her arms, and then looked at Er Mao's expectant expression. If he could speak, Er Mao would definitely be beaten to death. Of course, Er Mao would be beaten to death. Even if he could, he still couldn't tell Ermao the truth. What if this guy finds out that he has no cousin but a poor old woman and has no interest in going all the way to recognize her? Do I have to keep this pendant for another year or two? The sooner the matter is resolved, the sooner you will have peace of mind.

Er Mao asked a series of questions again. Some of them, maybe he was asking Zheng Tan, or maybe he was asking himself. It was rare to encounter such a meaningful thing, but now he didn't want to contact his family, and he couldn't get the doubts for a while. answer.

Zheng Tan didn't know how to respond. He glanced at the room and found a map in the corner with a large backpack. Zheng Tan jumped off the table and walked over to take a look. He raised his paw to flip through the corner of the map that was not pressed down. On one side was the provincial map and on the other was the city map of Chuhua City. very good.

Er Mao stopped talking to himself and looked at where Zheng Tan was.

That map was bought by Ermao when he was wandering around when he first came to Chuhua City. At that time, Ermao bought this map mainly to visit some scenic spots in Chuhua City. There were also bus stops marked on the map for convenient transportation. After all, I haven't used it for a while, so I put my bag there.

After looking at Zheng Tan, Ermao rubbed two jade plaques with his fingers, walked over, picked up the big backpack, pulled out the map, and placed it on the ground in front of him.

The one facing up happened to be the provincial map. Zheng Tan looked at the county and city labels on it and raised his paw to press on Luanyang City.

Er Mao was silent for a while and asked: "Lu Yang?"

Seeing the black cat in front of him, there was no reaction, and Ermao said again: "If you say yes, flick your tail vertically, if you say no, flick your tail horizontally."

Zheng Tan swung his tail vertically.

"Lu Yang."

Er Mao sat cross-legged on the floor, picked up the map and looked at it, then took out a pen and paper from the drawer of the bedside table and wrote it down.

In fact, Zheng Tan was quite puzzled as to why Er Mao would use such a way of flicking his tail to determine what he wanted to express. Moreover, Er Mao was relatively receptive to this method. Looking at Heimi sleeping on the edge of the bed, Zheng Tan didn't think Heimi could understand this method. Besides, this was not the first time.

Due to communication barriers, Zheng Tan couldn't write the answers directly on paper or type on the computer. That would be too outrageous, and Zheng Tan didn't want to be regarded as a monster.

When Zheng Tan left, Er Mao put the pendant back on Zheng Tan's neck. Judging from Er Mao's appearance, he would definitely start investigating. Zheng Tan just had to wait. Although sometimes Fan Er, Er Mao is not a fool. Zheng Tan knows that, so he is not worried that Er Mao can't find clues.

During dinner, Er Mao put the pendant on, walked around Jiao's house, borrowed a roll of toilet paper, chatted with Jiao's mother for a while, and then went downstairs.

Sitting in front of the computer, Er Mao stared at the computer startup screen but did not touch the mouse. Luanyang, he now knows that it is Associate Professor Jiao’s hometown. When he went upstairs to chat on the pretext of borrowing toilet paper, he already knew the specific place of Associate Professor Jiao’s hometown from Jiao’s mother. However, Jiao’s mother had nothing special about that jade plaque. The two children had the same reaction, so the jade medal most likely came from Associate Professor Jiao.

The next day, Er Mao called Zheng Tan to the third floor and continued the yes or no tail-wagging exchange.

"Does this stuff belong to Associate Professor Jiao?"

Zheng Tan flicked his tail sideways.

"Associate Professor Jiao gave it to you?"

Swing tail vertically.

…

When Zheng Tan swung his tail impatiently, he finally reached the critical point.

"After I go to Associate Professor Jiao's hometown, can you take me to find someone?"

Swing tail vertically.

Er Mao originally planned to send an email to Associate Professor Jiao directly if that didn't work, but now that there was progress, he decided to look for it himself.

"Things with suspense are interesting! Only when the answer is revealed will you feel a sense of accomplishment!" Er Mao was very excited. He jumped twice on the spot. He was so excited that he couldn't control his voice. On a whim, he sang: "Falling from the sky. This little sister Lin is like a light cloud just emerging from Xiu~~"

After singing these two lines, Er Mao forgot the rest of the lyrics.

Two seconds later. Another voice drifted in from the window.

"I only know that he is careless and frivolous in his belly~ but he turns out to have a unique and extraordinary character~"

The windows and the door to the balcony were both open, and the surroundings were quiet at this time, so the sound was heard clearly.

Er Mao rushed out of the balcony and looked towards the fourth floor.

At the iron net, the general was shaking his head. Seeing that Er Mao didn't pick up the song, he continued singing.

Er Mao: "... Damn it!" Damn, this girl can even sing Yue Opera!

Zheng Tan shook his head secretly, these two guys worked really well together. However, after imagining the scene of Er Mao meeting the old woman, I hope Er Mao will not feel that the world is full of malice.

In the next few days, Er Mao planned how to let Zheng Tan lead him. First, he had to find a way to get Jiao's mother's permission to take Zheng Tan out. It would definitely take one day to go and come back, but this was To find someone, Ermao felt that time was too tight. It would take at least two days, right?

So Er Mao set his sights on Wei Ling. In the end, Wei Leng came forward and made up an excuse in his name. Wei Leng took Zheng Tan out to play for two days more than once. Jiao's mother didn't think much about it. Moreover, after Jiao's father went abroad, , Wei Leng and the others have been helping to take care of the Jiao family. Jiao's mother gave a few words of advice and then said nothing more.

How to take a cat out? This Ermao has to learn from Wei Ling. After all, Zheng Tan’s cat is different from other cats. If you want to use an ordinary pet bag, Zheng Tan will never even look at it. .

The day he decided to go out happened to be a Sunday. Ermao reluctantly sent Heimi to the pet center. These days he could only ask the people at the pet center.

The weather was a little gloomy, and the weather forecast said it would rain in the next few days. Er Mao borrowed Wei Leng's car and drove to Luanyang. Zheng Tan was sleeping in the back seat. There is a travel bag next to him, and Zheng Tan has to squat in the bag when he goes out for a walk.

Not long after Er Mao left home, Wang Bin, who was ready to have a good talk with Er Mao, came to the East District compound of Chuhua University and found that there was no one at the place where Er Mao rented a house. Professor Lan, who lived across the street, saw Wang Bin, who looked the same as Er Mao, and kindly told him that Er Mao had gone out, probably for a long trip, but he didn't know where exactly he was going.

Zheng Tan was asleep in a daze when he was woken up by the sudden ringing of his cell phone. He looked at Er Mao who was driving the car. The guy had one free hand to pick up his cell phone and turn it to silent.

Unable to fall asleep even after waking up, Zheng Tan looked out the car window and saw that it was raining heavily.

After arriving in Luanyang, Ermao went to a hotel and booked a room. The car parked in the parking lot of the hotel. Then he walked out with his bag and went to the station to take a taxi.

The main reason why he didn't drive directly to the village was that Er Mao didn't know the road, he only knew which town and which village. If he drives by himself, not only will Wei Leng's car suffer, but it will also be difficult for Ermao to find a place. After thinking about it, it was better to just go and take the bus.

Zheng Tan didn't know the way to the village either. During the Chinese New Year, Dad Jiao drove the car. Zheng Tan was only responsible for looking at the scenery and sleeping, nothing more.

There are trains at the station that go directly from the city to the towns below. Although pets are theoretically not allowed in the station or on the train, the management of this small station is not strict, and there are no checks on salutes and the like. This makes Ermao's None of the little tricks worked.

The weather started to clear up when we arrived at Luanyang. The train that Ermao wanted to take was quite crowded, and they all bought the tickets after getting on the train. There was no such thing as booking tickets in advance. There were many people soliciting customers around the station, and it was noisy. Zheng Tan felt bored staying in the bag, but the outside was not very good either. Looking out through the open gap, Zheng Tan listened to the people around him shouting and yelling in local dialects. I was running around and feeling a little dizzy.

Zheng Tan had never had this kind of experience before or now, but he looked familiar to Er Mao. He smiled and talked to the people who were pulling passengers outside the station and asked.

The seats on that bus were already full, but the solicitors continued to pull people on, and those people got used to it. Looking at the bus, which was smaller than the Chuhua City bus but packed with people, Zheng Tan felt uneasy. Is this really okay? Seriously overloaded?

Er Mao decided to wait for the next bus. It wasn't that Er Mao didn't want to get on and squeeze in, but Zheng Tan couldn't squeeze in. If he got on, he would probably be squeezed into a cat patty.

After waiting for two hours for the next bus, Ermao went up to grab a seat. Zheng Tan immediately felt relieved. It felt good to have a seat.

Zheng Tan felt quite bad about this ride. Various smells were mixed, various sounds were noisy, and a child kept crying, which made his ears hurt, so Zheng Tan regretted this trip.

There were ups and downs along the way, but in general, as we walked further back, the car became emptier. When we finally arrived at the station, as soon as we got off the car, Zheng Tan opened the zipper of his backpack and breathed in the fresh air outside.

Ermao didn't have any complaints. It could be seen that this guy had a lot of similar experiences.

During the Chinese New Year, the weather was good in the village, so I didn't feel anything bad. Now it has just rained, and everything is damp and deserted. Occasionally, I can see one or two pedestrians walking by.

After taking a few steps on the muddy road, Er Mao could clearly feel that his feet were much heavier, and there was a thick layer of mud stuck to the soles of his shoes. He went to a small grocery store at the entrance of the village and bought a pair of rain boots, otherwise his sports shoes would have to be scrapped.

Er Mao, who was fully equipped, stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the road leading to the village, "Okay, Sister Lin is right in front!"

Zheng sighed.

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