Xiaohua lost the child, and she didn't know where she went. Although the weather is warm now, there is no need to worry about the kitten getting cold, but I think that such a small cat should not be weaned and cannot leave its mother for a long time.
After discovering the kitten at four in the morning, I quietly squatted in the shelter and waited for an hour, but I never waited for the mother cat to appear.
At six o'clock, Grandpa woke up and ran over to take a look. He also agreed with my point of view, feeling like the seed of a small flower.
The next question is what to do with these two.
"Would you like to ask my aunt to borrow her little black?" My grandfather and I squatted in front of the flower bed with our knees on our backs, watching the two humming white dumplings under the hydrangea.
Xiao Hei is my aunt's favorite cat. He is completely black. He is the same age as Maltese An'an, and he is about to be in his teens now.
An An also goes out for a walk every day. Xiao Hei slept at home all day long and ate, ate, and slept. His weight was about to break 15 pounds, and he was a super fat cat.
Grandpa stood up straight, shook his head and said, "Xiao Hei is an old woman. Those who don't have this function have to find someone who has just given birth and has milk."
The kitten was still barking loudly before, but now I don't know if it's hungry or tired, and the sound is much weaker.
I was a little worried: "What should I do then?"
Grandpa touched the top of his head, pondered for a moment, and suddenly slapped his forehead: "I remember, Lao Zhang has milk!"
I was startled, thinking that Uncle Zhang still has this function? Then I heard Grandpa continue: "their bitch just gave birth to a puppy and hasn't opened her eyes yet. When I went to his house for a drink two days ago, he even asked me if I wanted to raise one. Dog milk is also milk. I see tigers in the zoo. They are all looking for a dog nurse, and the kittens should also be able to drink."
Just try it out.
Since Uncle Zhang had milk, my grandfather and I didn't delay. We held a kitten and knocked on Uncle Zhang's door next door early in the morning.
Uncle Zhang's little dog, Ah Huang, looked at us blankly, not knowing what was going to happen to him.
Uncle Zhang is very experienced. I feel that he has done this before. He grabbed a puppy and rubbed it with the kitten. He said that if he smelled it, Ah Huang would treat the kitten as his own child.
Then he opened a spot and placed the two kittens beside Ah Huang's belly.
I was so nervous that I didn't dare to blink, until Ah Huang sniffed and seemed to think it was all right, and started licking the kitten's fur, and I was relieved for a long time.
It's done, the little guy won't starve to death.
Afraid that the kitten would change, and that Xiaohua would be anxious to find the child when she came back, I took a day off with Yankongshan, and wanted to observe the situation and then talk about it.
Yan Kongshan sat in the car, nodded when he heard the words, and agreed without saying anything.
"I just said how could there be cat meowing in my dream." He also heard cat meowing at night, but it was vague and unreal. "I almost went to investigate Duke Zhou's dream interpretation."
I laughed a little: "You still believe this?"
He also laughed: "I believe in good things, but I don't believe in bad things."
Yan Wanqiu was lying on the car window when she heard that I had picked up two kittens, her eyes lit up.
"Can I see the kitten at night?" she asked.
"Okay, I'll show you when you come back tonight." I said.
Her smile became brighter and brighter, and before she left, she did not forget to add: "Okay."
I waited for a day, but Xiaohua never showed up.
Grandpa kept the salted fish, and said with a lot of emotion that these little wild cats are like this, suddenly appearing and disappearing suddenly, which is even more impermanent than the weather in April.
Then he extended his life philosophy from childhood to adulthood: "Everyone should live well every day, work hard, and don't waste good time."
I know what Grandpa means is that something unexpected happened to Xiaohua. After all, mother cats rarely leave their young children behind.
This is indeed the most probable possibility, but I still hope that Xiaohua is just stumped by something and can't come back for a while. After a few days, it finished the matter and came back.
In the evening, Yan Wanqiu came back from kindergarten, and I went to see the kittens with her. The little girl was so in love with the two white dumplings that she even gave them names.
"This is called Da Bai, this is called Er Bai."
I gave her a thumbs up: "Good name."
After petting the cat, I will send the Yan Wanqiu, who is still reluctant, home. Yankongshan is cooking, a very simple two dishes, one meat and one vegetable, plus a bowl of soup, and Yan Wanqiu also has a separate pan-fried silver cod.
The TV in the living room was on, playing the evening news.
The anchor introduced Jiao Wangyue, the new spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, in a standard and upright tone. At only thirty-seven years old, she is the youngest speaker ever.
"It's amazing..." I stared absently at the mature woman in the picture.
The other party has long wavy hair, delicate light makeup on his face, and the image of wearing a dark professional skirt exudes an unspeakable charm, and every gesture shows elegance and confidence.
"That's the person Ah Shan likes."
I turned around in amazement, Yan Wanqiu was sitting on the sofa, playing her Rubik's cube with her head down, this time it was only the fifth order.
She seemed to be just talking casually, without a head or tail. I looked back at the screen and remembered what Yan Wanqiu had said about Yankongshan's ideal type - older, sexy, and long hair.
all hit.
This is the type that Yankongshan likes. The exact opposite of me.
What's more terrible is that even if I can be mature and sexy and have long hair, I may not be as good as the other party.
Thirty-seven-year-old spokesperson, this is a heaven-defying existence. I don't even know if I can become a diplomat in the end...
People are more mad than people. I touched my chest, and there was a bit of bitterness in my mouth.
"time to eat."
Yan Kongshan wiped his hands and walked towards Yan Wanqiu, accidentally caught a glimpse of the picture on the TV, and his expression was obviously stunned for a few seconds.
I noticed that the mood on the top of his head dropped instantly. Although there was no color, he didn't seem happy to see each other.
Wait, I originally thought that the "like" in Yan Wanqiu's mouth was the kind of "like" for the ideal type, but looking at Yankongshan's performance now, do he and Jiao Wangyue still know each other
Three years ago, Yankongshan was a fledgling wolf dog, and Jiao Wangyue was a promising upstart in diplomacy.
"Ashan, the kitten is so cute." Yan Wanqiu opened his arms and let Yan Kongshan hug her, "Can I go and have a look after the meal?"
"You can still watch it tomorrow. Don't disturb the kitten's sleep at night." Yan Kongshan hugged her, picked up the remote control on the coffee table, and turned off the TV.
The women on TV disappeared, but my doubts intensified.
"Then I'll go back first!"
Saying goodbye to Yankongshan and the two of them, I couldn't wait to pull out my phone to look up Jiao Wangyue's name when I went out.
The Internet lists her clear resume since she joined the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Three years ago...
Fingers swipe, three years ago...
Got it!
"Counselor Cape Verde..." I muttered, walking while looking at my phone, almost hitting a roadside telephone pole.
Holding on to the nearby telephone pole, I stopped, a little difficult to return to my senses.
I thought that Yan Kongshan no longer believed in love because of his sister Yan Xinyu's ten-year long-distance love run that ended bleakly, but what if it was because he himself had experienced a tragic failure
Someone hurt him, so that he can no longer deliver his sincerity, can no longer love others... Is it possible that this is also possible
[People are really greedy. I used to think that yellow is also very good, and it doesn’t matter if I don’t get it. But now I don't want yellow anymore, I'm starting to want pink. 】
Netizen A: Is there another stalk that I don't know about? Save the outcasts of the era, who can translate it for me
Netizen B: waiting for translation +1
Netizen C: waiting for translation +2
After reading the comments below, I threw away my phone.
How can you possibly understand? No one in this world can understand.
After tossing and turning all night, the next day I was in a bad mood. On the way to the bookstore, in just ten minutes, I fell asleep by the car door.
When I got there, Yankongshan gently woke me up and asked me to get out of the car—he usually took me to the door before parking.
I opened the car door anxiously and was about to jump out of the car when Yankongshan stopped me from behind.
"By the way, a new clerk will come today."
I moved for a while and looked at him blankly.
He looked at me very honestly and didn't think there was any problem.
In fact, there is no problem. Putting it on a person who doesn't like him is really no problem at all.
"Oh, okay..." I bowed my head, turned and jumped out of the car.
The new clerk was in his forties and was surprisingly old. His name was Xiao Tian. He looked very cheerful and always smiled.
I originally wanted to call him uncle, but he forced me to call him brother. He said that he was not a local, but because the atmosphere on the island was good and the pressure was low, he came to work.
I consciously acted as a senior with newcomers, and explained to him the arrangement of books and the inventory of inventory.
"Hey, these are all simple, I can get started in a day." Xiao Tian didn't care.
Then you are very powerful. When I lead you in the door, I will pack up and leave.
I smiled and said, "It looks simple, but it actually takes a lot of effort to memorize."
The door of the store was suddenly pushed open by someone roughly, and the approaching person moved in a hurry and heavy, unlike ordinary customers who were slow and a little aggressive.
I looked over subconsciously, and met a young face with a suffocating aura.
The identity of the other party was somewhat unexpected to me.
I don't understand how all these old classmates came to the island, just come and go to the bookstore.
What, did you not read enough books in your third year of high school
When Anna Chen saw me, she ran over with a sneer, her face flushed with anger, and regardless of being in the public eye, she scolded her head in the face.
"Yu Mian, do you want shame?"
For a while, Xiao Tian looked at me, and several guests around looked at me at the same time.
"Can I beg you not to pester Fu Wei in the future?" She was aggressive and imposing, "You are still haunted after graduating! Why are you so disgusting? Even if you like a man, you still start with your good friend! I warn you, he is Straight, only like women, you stay away from him!"
She had a crush on Fu Wei for three years in high school, and she never confessed. Later, when Fu Wei and I reported something like that, she hated me to death.
This is not her first warning, every time it makes me look like a seductive male junior.
Who is the ghost? Who haunts who
Although I have said some things before, it does not prevent me from repeating them again.
"You're not him, how do you know he only likes women?" I asked her in a sincere tone.
The voice fell, the glass door was pushed open again, Fu Wei hurried in, panting and grabbed Chen Anna's arm.
"Don't be ridiculous!" he scolded, "I said that I have nothing to do with you and Yu Mian. If you don't like it, you don't like it. Why are you chasing here?"
What kind of shitty youth love novel plot is this? I looked out the door to see if anyone was there.
"You rejected me because of him, I don't care, it's all his! It's all his fault!" Chen Anna's tone softened instantly, her eyes were red, as if she had just suffered a lot of grievances.
Fu Wei had a dark face and was in a terrible mood, and when his eyes met mine, many complex emotions flashed in his eyes.
"Yu Mian..." He called my name, and his mood was pink and blue.
I:"…"
forgive me.
Humans are really complex and changeable creatures. To fully see through them, synaesthesia alone is not enough.