A woman in her thirties is standing downstairs, her hair is tied to the right, and she has a wife's hairstyle.
With a spray bottle of disinfectant in her hand, she kept spraying the road, and the small spout made a strange sound.
Puff puff puff.
The proprietress of the convenience store was doing disinfection work at the door. When she turned around and looked up, she happened to see Kemeng leaning against the window on the second floor.
"Boss Ke got up so early." The wife smiled softly.
In the sky, the sun jumped out of the thick clouds, the sun penetrated the thin clouds, and the sky became extraordinarily pure.
The city made of steel forests is illuminated by the golden morning light, and the light spreads from the distant streets all the way to the rear.
The wife's shadow was clearly reflected, and several tentacles stretched out on the ground.
Kemen blinked, and his wife was still standing there tenderly, smiling at him, without any change in her shadow.
It must be his eyesight.
At this time, a petite girl jumped out, wearing a loose T-shirt with a small octopus pattern. When she shook her head, the ponytail behind her also shook.
She smiled and shook her little hands, her eyes under her bangs were pure and bright, and she called out in a muffled voice while wearing a mask: "Good morning, Brother Amon!"
"Morning." Kemon leaned against the window and said, "I woke up early today, do you have any fish here?"
"Yes, if you want to eat, I will give it to you, no charge." The proprietress smiled.
Kemeng is her landlord, so it is not difficult to send two packs of dried fish.
"Don't be so polite, I'll just buy a pack and try it out."
Kemeng was about to go downstairs when the daughter of the convenience store proprietress volunteered: "Brother Amon, let me bring it to you."
"Thanks." Kemon heard someone bring it up, so he stopped going down.
The sun shone on the girl's face, and she smiled even more happily, but the mask covered her smile.
"Pancake fruit and soy milk, too." Kemen saw the trolley just launched downstairs, with soy milk, fried dough sticks and pancake fruit on it.
"good!"
The girl hurriedly packed the soy milk and fried dough sticks.
Kemeng transferred the money directly to the other party on WeChat, and then waited for the other party to leave the breakfast and dried fish at the door.
He is the landlord of this building. He has two four-storey properties under his name, of which the third and fourth floors are rented out, the first floor is rented to others as a shop, and the other property is in his hometown.
Even if he is not looking for a job, his little life is very nourishing.
Kemen lived on the second floor, and after a while there was a knocking sound from the door.
Chen Momo's lively voice sounded outside the door: "Open the door!"
Kemen opened the door wearing a mask, and saw the girl holding a small bag and looking behind Kemen, but there was nothing.
"Look at what?" Kemon asked puzzled.
"I didn't see anything."
The girl shook her head, and the ponytail behind her also swayed.
Kemeng saw Chen Momo's new hair accessory, which was a hair clip on his hair, and looked like a small red Q version octopus.
"A newly purchased hair accessory?" Kemen pointed to the Q-shaped hair accessory on the girl's head.
"Yes, isn't it cute?" Chen Momo stared at Kemeng, showing off to him with joy.
"Well, it's pretty cute." Kemon commented.
The girl left happily, and trotted downstairs happily.
Back in the bedroom, the big-faced cat was still squatting in the cat bowl without changing its body orientation, and its face was still staring at the camera.
There are two bags of dried fish, pancake fruit and soy milk in the small bag.
Kemon squatted down, tore open the package of the dried fish, took out a piece of dried fish, and handed it to the big-faced cat.
I heard that in addition to cat food, cats will also eat meat, milk, bread and other things.
Kemen has never raised a cat before, but I think this big-faced cat is different from ordinary cats. This cat can survive on a piece of dried fish a day. It may have a mysterious power to maintain the energy supply and demand of the body. The dried fish is only a superficial need.
The dried fish was brought to his mouth, but the big-faced cat's mouth didn't move.
Push it a little deeper, and poke the dried head of the small fish into the cat's mouth. The resistance is very light, and it can be easily inserted into the cat's mouth.
At this step, the big face cat still has a fixed expression, without any reaction.
"You won't die, will you?"
Kemen tried to push the small dried fish a little deeper, as if the small dried fish had entered the coin hole of a vending machine, went in a little more, and then disappeared.
Kemen blinked his eyes. He didn't see how the other party was eating just now, so he fed another small dried fish.
As soon as half of the fish tail entered the mouth, Kemon immediately took out the fish tail, leaving only the tail part of the small dried fish, which disappeared without a trace inside the fish head and the fish at the end of the mouth.
"Fuck!"
Kemen didn't expect the process of feeding the cat to be so terrifying.
This is not eating, it even omits the process of eating, the mouth is like the coin hole of a slot machine, and the small dried fish disappears when you put it into the mouth.
He took half a step back and stared at the big-faced cat for half a minute. He saw that it was still so silly, with a fixed expression and no malicious tendencies.
Maybe I misunderstood it myself
Kemon turned back to the kitchen to get a pair of chopsticks, picked up the remaining half of the fish tail with the chopsticks, stuffed it into its mouth, and then dragged the chopsticks out of its mouth.
The small dried fish disappeared, and the wooden chopsticks were intact.
According to the strange feeding knowledge instilled in Kemon by the big-faced cat, it doesn't need to poop or pee, and one piece of dried fish per day is enough.
People in Maolian Village usually feed it in the same way, and there is no malnutrition or physical collapse.
Kemen put the bag of dried fish aside, and looked at the video recorded by the camera frame by frame to analyze the feeding process.
In the shot, the middle part of the mouth where the dried fish enters the mouth is just covered by the black shadow. The small dried fish will disappear when it enters the dividing line, but the wooden chopsticks do not disappear.
Kemen opened the small notebook and wrote down with a pen:
"When feeding, the dried fish disappeared, but the wooden chopsticks were still there. Does this mean that big-faced cats don't eat wooden objects?"
"The expression is fixed because it stops thinking."
"When there is something strange around you, looking into its eyes for fifteen seconds can increase your strange knowledge. This is the key point and should be circled."
"The safety of Big Face Cat is temporarily listed as suspected safe."
This is his small habit of taking notes. Whenever he becomes interested in something, he will habitually analyze and record it.
Kemen turned the small book forward, and he could see the various analysis records he had done before.
For example:
"Is it possible to use a mobile phone battery to start a fire in the wild? It works! I set a haystack on fire, and finally put out the fire safely with a fire extinguisher."
"Is the "quantum fluctuation reading method" spread on the Internet true? Fake! After reading for a long time, I didn't remember a word. "
"Is the Pen Fairy game real? Fake! Manipulated!"
There are a series of analysis records in it, most of which are meaningless things. He feels that this record can be listed as a reward for human confusing behavior.
As time passed quietly, he remembered one thing.
This cat is from a different world, will it carry something like a different world germ
But it's useless to think about it now. The big-faced cat has been in the house since the moment he woke up, and it's useless to prevent it. If there are germs, they must have penetrated into his body.
Kemen decided to stay at home for a period of time.
Due to the recent pneumonia epidemic, home isolation is quite normal.
However, the city where he is located has started to work one after another, and people can wear masks to work on the street, or eat something.
The mother and daughter also wore masks when they were working downstairs. The measures that should be taken have been taken, and I hope they will be fine.
After thinking about it, Kemen added an extra record in the small notebook:
"Big-faced cats may be carrying germs from other worlds, so they will be quarantined at home for a period of time."
Then he thought of the girl downstairs and her mother, and added a note in the notebook: "Pay attention to the health of the tenants downstairs."
What kind of attention method? Of course, use QQ to ask if there is any sign of discomfort.
But it's too early now, so I'll ask again in the evening, and then once a day.
Kemeng patted Sha Mao's head with the paper roll, "Can you talk?"
Ask for a wave of recommendation tickets, thank you. The starting point new book investment group is currently only 11 people, let's go whoring starting point coins together.