Strange Life of a Cat

Not surprisingly, Xiaoyouzi’s class’s program won first place. The first place has three programs, one singing and dancing, one sketch, and one is Xiaoyouzi's drama.

The judges gave a very high evaluation, "This program has exercised students' hands-on skills and ability to unite and cooperate. From prop production to background music, the students completed it themselves. It also fully demonstrated the three shining points of filial piety, bravery, and harmonious coexistence between humans and animals." Comments such as "click" will directly increase the score.

This "harmony between humans and animals" obviously refers to Zheng Tan's collaborative performance in the show.

Zheng Tan's face heated up as he listened to the praises in the audience. Those people were becoming more and more exaggerated.

The little girl Yue Lisa really liked her. She knew that the school wanted to put out a program as a role model, and in the end, the program really became a model representative for her class. The certificates and the "June 1st Gift Pack" food awarded by the school made these children very excited. In addition, it is "June 1st" tomorrow, and all the students in the attached primary school will have a day off. It is strange that they are in a bad mood.

After the afternoon performance, we returned to the courtyard. Some parents who were sitting far away from Jiao Mama in the auditorium saw Mama Jiao with Little Youzi and Zheng Tan, and asked Mama Jiao: "Hey, that one who plays the mythical beast is from your family." Black charcoal, right?”

This kind of questioning never stopped.

Zheng Tan's ears have been "flying" like an airplane since he left the auditorium. Looking at it, you can tell that this guy is in a very bad mood. Zheng Tan wonders whether when he goes out for a walk in the future, people who are familiar with Zheng Tan in the compound will see him and say, "Look, a mythical beast!"

Paralyzed, my mood is a lot worse just thinking about it!

In order to avoid being called a mythical beast all the time, Zheng Tan did not leave the building the next day, which was June 1st.

"June 1" is Wednesday. Jiao Yuan has to go to school and Jiao's mother has to go to work. Yue Lisa rented a CD and invited Xie Xin and Xiao Youzi to watch an idol drama together. Zheng Tan was the only one at home. Xiaoyouzi wanted to take Zheng Tan there with her, but Zheng Tan didn't want to go out, and now she felt too bored staying at home alone.

He was lying on the balcony listening to the Jingniao singing on the fourth floor. Suddenly his ears moved. Zheng Tan checked it out carefully, then went out and ran to the third floor to Er Mao's door. As usual, Er Mao's door was only ajar. Zheng Tan Sigh pushed the door open and went in.

In the room, Er Mao and Qin Tao were talking nonsense with bottles of beer.

Qin Tao must have just skipped work and came here to play. As long as there was nothing important that required signing and procedures, he would just hang out in the company and come out to play when he had nothing to do.

Seeing Zheng Tan come in, Qin Tao asked Er Mao: "Why didn't this guy go out for a walk today? Wasn't he running around outside at this time before?"

"Probably because he's afraid of being called a mythical beast." Er Mao said with a smile.

"Oh? Tell me." Qin Tao was very curious about this title.

Er Mao told what happened yesterday, and Qin Tao also laughed, "Isn't it nice to be called that? Why are you so shy?"

So shy!

Zheng Tan should be lucky that at this time, the term "mythical beast" is still relatively serious.

Qin Tao was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed and had no shoes on.

Zheng Tan looked at the shoes on the ground, then looked at the balcony two steps away, raised his paw to hook the leather shoes and swung them out.

The leather shoes made an arc in the air, then crossed the railing on the balcony and fell down.

Ermao: "..."

"Fuck!" Qin Tao jumped to the balcony with one leg and looked down. His leather shoe was already lying on the ground below the building.

After running down and picking up the shoes, Qin Tao complained about things like "cats are all petty." He's been a little short of money recently. His father scolded him some time ago, scolding him for not doing his job properly, and deducting his pocket money, so it's better not to spend it randomly. Two weeks ago, he wouldn't have picked up the leather shoes that fell downstairs. Yes, just buy a new one.

"Hey, I advise you not to say too many bad things about it." Er Mao said.

"Why?" Qin Tao put the shoes he had wiped carelessly on his feet to prevent him from being thrown off again.

"I heard that there is this guy's private room in the night building, an exclusive private room! Even if I can't find my senior brother when I go there to play, I will count on this one." Er Mao said. In fact, if you really want to get a private room of your own, Er Mao can just ask for it. Considering Wei Ling's appearance and Er Mao's background, Ye Hao won't have any objection. But Ermao thought it was troublesome and cost money.

As for Qin Tao, he has been short of money recently. In the past, he would not have spent money to get a private room, let alone an exclusive private room.

"That's it?!" Qin Tao looked incredulous, "Has the owner of the night building had his brain eaten by a cat?"

The two complained about cats being treated better than people, and then Qin Tao mentioned black rice.

"Why does your Heimi feel so much quieter? Is he not sick anymore? You are an incompetent father." Qin Tao said.

Zheng Tan thought for a while and went to the balcony to take a look. There was a winter cushion on the balcony. Heimi was lying on it with his eyes stretched out and sleeping. He was not balled up like before and looked lazy. Yangyang.

Ermao didn't pay much attention, "My black rice is doing well. I even took a few photos to show it to others and said it has gained weight. This proves that I feed the cat well. Although Heimi is much quieter during this period, He eats well. In addition to cat food, I also have people help him steam small fish to change his taste. When the weather is nice, Heimi will lie outside in the sun and sleep."

During this time, when Ermao went to Jiaowei's small restaurant, he would ask Jiaowei's mother to help him steam some finger-long fish and the like. At first, he met Jiaowei's mother when he was selling vegetables. The fish is also fresh, so I bought some and fried them myself. Later, Er Mao liked to eat and planned to let his "daughter" enjoy it too, so he spent some extra money to let Jiao Wei's mother see the fresh fish and help get some food that cats can eat, so now when Er Mao went to get the meal Sometimes there will be another small lunch box containing steamed fish, which is brought back to the black rice to adjust the appetite.

"I'm indeed a little fatter." Qin Tao stood at the door and glanced at Heimi lying there. After thinking for a while, he said in a joke tone: "There won't be any kittens, right?"

"Fart!!" Er Mao got angry and took off his shoes and threw them away, "How is that possible!"

After saying that, Ermao thought about how recently his black rice had not mixed with the few in the compound. He was keeping an eye on him when he was walking in the compound, so he said firmly: "I was watching them all, how could it be possible?" Are there any kittens?"

Zheng Tan stood at the door and looked at the black rice there. When he turned around, he found Qin Tao and Er Mao staring at him with suspicious eyes.

Zheng Tan: "..." Fuck! I am not a beast enough to fall in love with a cat!

Although he is a cat now, he has the body and mind of a cat. Zheng Tan can't get over the mental hurdles of being a cat, but it's not bad to have sex with a lot of girls.

He was originally prepared to listen to the gossip of these two people, but now he was not in the mood to stay any longer. Zheng Tan decided that it would be better to run here less in the future, otherwise he would be blamed for whatever happened in the future, and he would not be able to explain it.

When he went out, Zheng Tan saw the automatic feeding machine in the living room. Er Mao was very lazy. Basically, he could eat black rice whenever he wanted. It was not surprising that he had gained weight.

However, Zheng Tan always felt something was wrong.

Two days later, after dinner, Zheng Tan was lying on the sofa watching a bloody drama with Jiao's mother. Ermao came over. After a brief chat with Jiao's mother, he found an excuse to drag Zheng Tan away.

Zheng Tan was still a little confused. When he went downstairs, he always felt that Er Mao, who was walking in front, was exuding a dark and stuffy atmosphere.

Arriving on the third floor and entering the room, Er Mao knelt down to face Zheng Tan, gritted his teeth and said, "Tell the truth, you really don't have that..." Er Mao scratched his hair, "Heimi has a kitten, is it yours?" ?!”

Zheng Tan: "!!" I'm going! It really does exist!

"If you say yes, flick your tail vertically, if you say no, flick your tail horizontally!"

Zheng Tan decisively swung it sideways, several times in a row. Damn it, don’t pour this water on yourself!

"Not you?" Er Mao frowned and stared at Zheng Tan, as if to identify the authenticity of Zheng Tan's denial. "If it's not you, then who is it?"

Er Mao sat directly on the floor, scratching his hair, wondering which bastard cat it was.

It turns out that Er Mao has nothing to do today. I remembered what Qin Tao said about Hei Mi having gained weight recently, and I always felt uneasy. I decided to take him to the pet center for a checkup and a bath by the way. During this time, Er Mao was feeling lazy. Even the black rice has not been washed in weeks. At most, Er Mao washes its paws.

As a result, she was taken to the pet center for a checkup. The veterinarian told Ermao that the cat was about four weeks pregnant.

For Er Mao, this was a bolt from the blue.

Then the veterinarian told Er Mao some things to pay attention to, and told Er Mao that the kitten would be born in a month, so he should be prepared in advance.

Another thunderbolt.

A month? So fast? !

"Don't they all say cats, three dogs, and four? Why do you give birth in just two months?" Er Mao asked.

The veterinarian calmly thrust a pamphlet about caring for pregnant cats into Ermao's hand: "You misunderstood. Cats and dogs give birth in about two months. As for cats, three dogs, and four dogs, some say cats are Dogs give birth three times a year, and dogs give birth four times a year. Some people say that cats and dogs have different timings. But these are not important. What is important is that you know that your cat will give birth to kittens in a month, so pay more attention."

At that time, Er Mao only listened to the instructions of the veterinarian there. He was still thinking about how to trouble the cats in the compound when he came back. His mood was really messed up.

After buying some cat food recommended by the veterinarian for pregnant cats, Ermao brought the cat back, then sat on the sofa and struggled with the book given by the veterinarian all afternoon. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and went upstairs to feed Zheng Zheng. He sighed.

Originally, from Er Mao's point of view, Zheng Tan was the most suspect. As a cat father, he always felt that his own cat was the best. He would definitely look down on cats of inferior quality, and among the cats in the compound, this one was the only one. The black ones are the best.

Now that the cat is denying it, Ermao believes that the cat in front of him will not lie to him, but if it's not this cat, then which bastard cat is it? Er Mao thought about the cats around him one by one, wondering which one his "girlfriend" would like. Eliminate the eunuch Ah Huang first, Sheriff? Or the fat guy on the first floor? But when I usually take Heimi out, I don't see how close it is to those two. No matter how you say it, you still can't take all precautions.

Zheng Tan looked at Er Mao's tangled face, and then looked around. Heimi was lying in his cat's nest, still stretched out on his side. There is a book on the care of pregnant cats and kittens lying on the sofa. It seems that Ermao will have enough work in the future.

With Liu Ermao struggling there, Zheng Tan quickly ran away. He didn't want to get into trouble. He didn't do this anyway, and no one could get into trouble with him.

So, not long after Er Mao liked to be "father", he also liked to be "grandfather". To be more precise, he liked to be "grandpa".

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