Zheng Tan squatted on a tree, this was the place he found with great difficulty.
There are several households two hundred meters away, and two households still have lights on, and people's voices can be heard occasionally. Most of the surrounding fields are fields, but Zheng Tan, with the starlight that is not too bright, can see that there are not many crops in the fields. This area should be demolished soon.
After lying down in a comfortable position, Zheng Tan rested with his eyes closed and his ears pricked up. He didn't dare to be too careless outside.
The last lights went out, there were some cat meows in the distance, and sometimes a dog bark or two could be heard from the occupants.
The temperature in the suburbs was a little lower than that of Chu Hua, and the wind made Zheng Tan a little cold, and the hazy drowsiness was also blown away by this gust of wind.
Just when Zheng Tan was wondering if he was looking for something to do, he heard a little noise. It was footsteps, very light, but it was still clear to the cat.
Zheng Tan looked in the direction of the footsteps from among the leaves. A man in a loose sweater put one hand in his pocket, which seemed to contain something, and walked over with a small shovel in the other hand.
The man was wearing the hat, and Zheng Tan couldn't see the man's appearance or whether it was a man or a woman, but at this time, the people who dared to come out alone were usually men, right? Look at this posture... Is it to kill and bury the body
Zheng Tan's curiosity suddenly rose, but he didn't dare to follow him rashly. Even if it was a cat, he was not sure whether it would be silenced.
The direction the man walked was some dilapidated tile-roofed houses. There should have been no one living there for a while, and there were weeds everywhere.
Seeing that man stopped in front of a half-collapsed small tiled house, Zheng Tan was about to squat here to watch the play. It's not that far apart after all.
The man squatted down in a corner with his back to Zheng Tan, not knowing what he was doing. Zheng Tan didn't hear the knocking of bricks, but there was a slight collision of glassware.
It wasn't until the sky began to light up that the man left from the broken tile-roofed house. Zheng Tan jumped down to watch it, but he didn't dare to get too close, because he smelled an unpleasant odor, like pesticides.
Zheng Tan was curious, but he cherished his life, even if it was a cat's life, it was his own life.
Before the residents got up, Zheng Tan turned into a family's yard and found a faucet to wash the foot-washing board, so as not to stick to the soil with pesticides in the broken tile house. The water was too cold, and there was no tissue to wipe it off. Zheng Tan didn't want to lick it by himself, so he looked around and looked at the clothes that were hanging outside. Then he wiped his paws and feet on a long skirt of the best material. I stepped on it and stepped on a series of gray marks. After wiping his feet, Zheng Tan scratched a persimmon from the persimmon tree in the yard, washed it, and took it away.
There were a few barks from the next door. It was estimated that Zheng Tan's movement was heard by the dog over there. The sound was a little immature, it should be an immature puppy.
When Zheng Tan returned to the tree, it was already much brighter.
Not long after, there were voices from the resident, still scolding, the reason was the skirt that Zheng Tan used to wipe his feet.
As the sun rises, the temperature gradually rises.
Zheng Tan felt the warmth of the sun on his body, yawned, stretched, tore open the thumbcake bag, and started to eat breakfast, if it was too dry, he would nibble on persimmons.
A brown-gray little dog ran out of the house and had fun in the field. This should be the slightly immature guy who had heard the bark earlier.
There were a few hens pecking in the unmanaged field, and the little dog ran over to drive the hens to cluck. Among them, a fat hen squatted down when the little earth dog rushed over, and the little earth dog paused for a while at the fat hen after rushing over, rubbed it up and took two bites like a symbol , It is estimated that without even touching the skin, he continued to run after other hens, the more he ran, the more he ran, the more he ran.
Every time the fat hen sees the little dog chasing it, it just squat down and doesn't move, and it can avoid being driven around every time.
Sure enough, the big fat man also has great wisdom.
Tired of chasing chickens, the little dog jogged along the road beside the field with his tongue out. Suddenly its ears moved, it stopped and looked around, looked at Zheng Tan's side, and then ran to this side.
Zheng Tan bit the thumb cake with a clack, looked at the little dog that was barking and circling under the tree, and threw down a piece of the thumb cake that was only the length of a fingernail. The dog paused for a while. He paused, then walked over, pressed his nose to the ground and sniffed, took out the thumbcake in the grass, rolled his tongue, and ate it.
After eating, the little dog looked at Zheng Tan, who was biting a biscuit on the tree, and his little tail wagged happily.
Every time Zheng Tan ate a thumb cookie until only the last piece was left, and then threw it down, then watched the little earth dog wagging its tail looking for in the grass, or directly half-standing to catch the cookie in the air.
Zheng Tan was having a good time, and before he knew it, the bag of thumb biscuits was almost bottomed out. Just as I was about to sigh, I suddenly heard the sound of a lighter beside me.
Zheng Tan was surprised, when did someone come nearby? !
Following the sound of the fire, Zheng Tan saw a man dressed like a migrant worker, but even if he changed his clothes, Zheng Tan recognized this man.
It's the man looking for the guinea pig!
The little dog just found out that there was a stranger nearby, and barked at that person.
Zheng Tan pouted. You foodie, now you call it a fart!
But the little dog didn't hold on for long. Under the man's gaze, the little dog ran away with his tail between his legs.
Zheng Tan didn't dare to run, he wasn't sure he could escape successfully.
Respond to changes with the same thing, see what this person is going to do, or, pretend not to know each other? After all, there are many black cats in the world. Zheng Tan thought to himself.
The man let out a smoke ring, looked at Zheng Tan and said, "I recognize you even if you don't wear a cat card. It's really bad, you actually make fun of a puppy."
Paralyzed is really not easy to fool!
Zheng Tan tugged at his ears, tensing his muscles. Although this person's aura is relatively calm now, Zheng Tan's first impression of him was too bad and he had to be on guard.
The man was smoking a cigarette, saying a few nonsense words at random, and then suddenly asked, "You were here last night? Did you see any strange people?"
weirdo? Did you mean the guy in the sweater
"You sure have seen it!"
Wei Ling saw the answer from the subtle changes in the eyes and expression of the cat in front of him. Originally, he was just a tentative question. In fact, he didn't expect to get any useful information from this cat. I didn't expect this cat to actually see it!
"Okay, I won't ask anything else, I just want to know what the hell did that guy do? Or, what is hidden?" Wei Ling held the cigarette holder in his mouth and spread his hands, expressing that he was really not malicious.
Zheng Tan thought for a while, then raised his chin and clicked on the tile-roofed house.
"Thank you!"
When Zheng Tan decided to slip away, Wei Ling, who was walking towards the broken tile-roofed house, said, "Don't leave yet, I have something to ask you, if you slip away, I will catch you back. Believe it or not?"
Zheng Tan felt a flash of silver light, and there was a thin metal piece stuck in the road in front of him.
Zheng Tan stared at the trembling metal piece in front of his claws, shaking his beard, squatted down on the spot, raised his claws and flicked the metal piece, full of amazement, turned his head to look at the man over the broken tile house, and thought again, How could the guy in the sweater have hidden it for so long
Five minutes later, Wei Ling was holding a brown glass jar in his gloved hand and a phone in the other.
"Hey, there's good news for you... I said, there's good news... Did you hear that? Hey... Hey... I said your side... fuck!"
As soon as he hung up the phone, the phone rang.
"Hey... I said, there are some clues here... Hey... "
A description of a place and a brief description of things lasted for ten minutes, and repeated it over and over again. Zheng Tan was tired listening to it.
Zheng Tan roughly estimated that in ten minutes, the person was saying three words most of the time - "Hello", and then "Fuck"
Wei Ling finally finished the story, and threw the phone into his pocket as if relieved, "Fuck, PHS!"
Looking at Zheng Tan who was still squatting on the spot, Wei Ling nodded, "Come with me, don't think about running, or I'll go to Chuhua University to block you, you actually live there, right? I don't believe you never go back."
Zheng Tan: "..." It's really bad for Tamar to go out this time!
"You wait, I'll drive." After speaking, Wei Ling ran away with the can.
Zheng Tan waited in place for two or three minutes, when he saw the man riding a white-painted women's bicycle over bumps along the rough gravel road.
Is this Nima the car that one of his big men "drives"? !