Strange Life of a Cat

Maybe he realized that Zheng Tan was watching it, and the cat squatting on the tree turned his head to look at the intersection.

It looks a bit like a stray cat, with some stains on the body's hair, and a few scratches above the eyes. Healing wounds leave **** marks, especially on the white fur. These injuries should have been left two days ago.

Zheng Tan didn't know what was causing the cat's scratch, but as long as the longest wound extended one centimeter down, the cat's left eye was probably abolished. On the bright side, the cat is lucky.

The cat only scanned one person, one cat, and one eye at the intersection. Perhaps he felt no threat and continued to stare at the window on the second floor of the house.

The next Er Mao bit the last quiche into his mouth, and pursed his lips. "What is the cat looking at? Is there any" harmony "scene in it?"

Zheng Tan shook his ears, didn't bother to pay attention to Er Mao, raised his foot and walked over there.

As Zheng Tan approached over there, the cat looked at Zheng Tan with vigilance again, and even if it wasn't staring at Zheng Tan, his ears kept moving slightly, quite alert.

He did n’t climb up the tree. Zheng Tan walked there just to see what the cat was looking at. But he was disappointed. He did n’t need to climb the tree. Standing here, Zheng Tan could see the second floor The condition of the windows, because the windows on the second floor were closed and covered with curtains, it was impossible to see what was inside the room.

Look at the cat on the tree who continued to stare at the window, then look at the window covering the curtains, and Zheng Tan shook her head. It's inexplicable.

Without continuing to stay here to find the reason, Zheng Tan returned to the intersection and continued to move forward, Er Mao still followed.

Er Mao didn't feel bored. He didn't walk across the street. Now he is interested in the street full of local snacks. Although the time for breakfast has already passed, many shops and stalls are not just for Earlier, so Er Mao went all the way to buy and eat all the way. One of the mung bean cakes is good. Er Mao directly bought two bags and carried them.

Some people in this street are already familiar with Zheng Tan. Some people also greet him when they see Zheng Tan. Although they don't know Zheng Tan's name, they occasionally say a few words like their pets. Or talk to the person next to this black cat. Guess who raised it.

Old neighborhoods are full of alleys. There are many narrow alleys that can only accommodate two or three people walking side by side, and these alleys are also full of various stories. Zheng Tan walked this street for so long. I have seen a lot. Fighting, extortion, drug use, cheating, etc., involve a wide range of ages, regardless of gender, regardless of age, regardless of industry.

Maybe this is part of the alley culture?

Just like this, Zheng Tan moved his ears and looked at a narrow alley. There was a recessed area inside the alley for dumping garbage. Two young people in their early twenties stood there, talking to the people in the depression.

Zheng Tan listened to the voice inside and the intermittent conversation. He was not going to go about his affairs, was about to leave, and found Er Mao walking into the alley. He didn't go further, just took two steps, then Er Mao leaned against the wall next to him, holding one hand with the sundries bought on the other hand, and eating a green bean cake with the other hand.

Zheng Tan jumped up the fence and planned to see what Er Mao was going to do. Seeing justice?

The two young people over there had already received the forced money, counted it, and walked outside the alley, looking up, and found that there was a person standing at the alley. Put the money in the trouser pocket, the two looked at each other, continued to go out, ready to dig for the guy.

Er Mao wiped the debris from his mouth with his thumb and lifted his foot into it.

One of the youths was brewing his emotions and was about to let go of his words. Before he could say anything, he found that Er Mao had come to the front. The next moment, he fell, and he didn't even have time to see exactly how the person in front of him gave his hand.

Another young man was still ready to dig a knife. The knife had not yet appeared. Zheng Tan heard a "click", and the pain of the man "ah" was not finished, and the call came to an abrupt end.

There was only one face to face, and even Er Mao only used one hand, and the two fell down in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Tan looked at the two people lying motionless on the ground, shook his ears, and it turned out that he was Wei Ling's younger brother. This shot was really sharp.

The man who was standing in the recess of the alley wall heard the sound, stretched his neck and looked out, just hitting the sight of Er Mao looking past, and then the child retracted his head again, and did not dare to stand up, presumably he He was still praying that Ermao wouldn't keep an eye on him. He didn't want to be with the two people lying on the ground.

Er Mao only glanced over the garbage dump and didn't look any further. Walking to the two people lying on the ground, Er Mao reached out and took out their pockets and pants pockets. The sum of the money was a thousand dollars, and then all were put in their own pockets, not even the fifty cents coins. However, he still felt right and confident.

Zheng Tan: "..."

Lying down!

Eat black? !!

Well, Zheng Tan just wondered if Er Mao would see Yi Yong to return the money. Sure enough, he still overestimated Er Mao's character.

After the money was put away, Er Mao patted the dust on his jacket. He didn't look at the two people lying on the floor and the people at the garbage dump, turned around and left, only to stick out from the garbage dump to see the situation in the alley. The student stood there with a complex look, feeling a little crying.

After walking out of the alley, when Er Mao looked at the side wall, he found that the black cat on the wall looked at him with scorn.

"Why, isn't it pleasing to the eye? Think I should pay the little fart boy back?" Er Mao snorted and said, "The kind of little fart boy isn't good at first sight, maybe the money is better than him. The weak children, "

Although Er Mao's personality is not good, he has to admit that he is very accurate. Of course, maybe this is just an excuse for Er Mao's behavior. Zheng Tan is too lazy to take it seriously. He is only impressed by the student standing at the garbage dump. He has seen this person block Fu Lei with his partner before. Unfortunately, Lei Fu is hard In the end, the two partners did not succeed in blocking Fu Lei. Instead, Fu Lei was completely unaware. This child's luck is not very good, is there a saying: come out and hang out. Sooner or later I have to pay back.

It was not because of how much emotional changes there were just now. It was still the same as before. Er Mao looked at the shops and stalls around with some curiosity, and went to buy what he liked.

Zheng Tan walked all the way, passed by Jiao Yuan's school, stood by the window and watched for a while. He was also spotted by several students sitting in the back row. Before the teacher on the podium was upset, Zheng Tan quickly left. Who knows if the teacher on the podium knows if Jiao Ma will sue, so. It's better not to stay here.

Afterwards, Zheng Tan went to Ye Hao's construction site and took a few glances.

Er Mao followed. Although he didn't show anything on his face, he had been feeling several times. Especially when they saw the eyes of Zheng Tan at the construction site, Er Mao only realized that this cat was really good.

Follow Zheng Tan to get familiar with this street. See Zheng Tan walking back. Er Mao had no plans to stay outside. Followed back.

When passing the intersection before, Zheng Tan glanced in again, and the cat on the tree was gone. And the window on the second floor of the house over there has also been opened. Driven by curiosity, Zheng Tan jumped into the tree and looked inside.

There was a man in his suit in his thirties with gold-rimmed glasses. At the moment he was sitting at the window with a cup of coffee and wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing the black cat who suddenly jumped on the tree, the man froze first, then smiled slightly.

Zheng Tan felt that man's eyes were a little strange. The smile on his face was not strange to others, but Zheng Tan felt hairy and always felt that this person had a strange sense of contradiction and violation.

Zheng Tan's feeling was right. The man still had the smile on his face, but the hand holding the coffee cup suddenly lifted, and poured some hot coffee in the cup towards Zheng Tan.

The tree was not far from that house, and some branches had reached the window. Fortunately, Zheng Tan was vigilant and avoided it, but there was still a little splash on her back, not much, and she could not feel the hot temperature, but Zheng Tan could smell the coffee taste brought by that little coffee, It is even more unpleasant to think of the actions of the man on the second floor.

On the other hand, he laughed more happily at the incident.

After Zheng Tan ran some distance and looked again at the window on the second floor, the person was no longer near the window, and it was estimated that he would pour coffee again.

Pulling his ears, Zheng Tan glanced around.

There is a stone under the tree.

Looking at the window on the second floor, nobody was still there. Zheng Tan carefully approached under the tree to prevent another thing from falling down on the second floor.

After coming under the tree, Zheng Tan plucked the stone a little further, because there was a wall between the tree and the house, which would interfere with Zheng Tan's actions.

When the distance felt right, Zheng Tan stretched out his two front paws to hold the stone, and threw it to the window on the second floor.

I make you splash!

Go to your uncle!

The stone hit the glass of the window, followed by a sound of glass shattering.

Zheng Tan threw away the stone and ran away. After hearing the sound of glass shattering, he felt much happier.

Although Zheng Tan was very angry just now, because there was still Er Mao looking at the intersection, Zheng Tan stood up and threw it with a single claw like a grenade when he threw a stone. Although the method is still surprising, it is always better than the former.

Er Mao was surprised, but did not speak, and gave Zheng Tan a thumbs up.

However, Er Mao was not as calm as he was on the face. The scene I saw just now was really amazing. Fortunately, Wei Ling had given him a vaccination and some of his own experience. It was not too surprising. He also thought of a word that the master said from his old man: Revenge is a kind of instinct, human beings are like this, cats are like that.

When returning to Chuhua University, Zheng Tan saw the black-and-white cat when passing through several closed stores, and there was a slight gap between the two stores. I do n’t know who put a carton at this point. During the interval, the black-and-white cat stayed inside. There was a disposable paper bowl next to it. At the bottom of the paper bowl, there were some dishes that I hadn't known for a few days. On the top, there were buns that looked relatively fresh.

Looking at the cat from a close distance, Zheng Tan always thought that the cat's nose was sticking to a black stain ~ www.readwn.com ~ It was only discovered now that it was just its own pattern, and the shape was like rice grains.

The cat had no obvious malice towards Zheng Tan and Er Mao, but was a little vigilant, especially when Zheng Tan approached the paper bowl, it also issued a low whining warning sound.

Seeing this, Zheng Tan didn't approach anymore. When Er Mao took out a box lunch that he had bought and leaned over there, the cat didn't bark, but was a little wary.

The box lunch has cooled down, but the flavour of the meat still makes this cat feel more energetic, but even so, it did not eat immediately, but just kept staring at Er Mao.

Er Mao looked around, and not far away did not know who was throwing a small piece of brown crayon. Er Mao picked it up and wrote a few words on the paper box:

"I can catch mice, I can look after the house, and beg for fostering"

A simple line cat is also drawn at the back of the word. (To be continued ...)

ps: (2.22) Friendship recommends a more cheerful book, friends who are interested in the game outsiders can look at "Invasion of the Status".