Without a corresponding animal protection law, only relying on moral criticism will definitely not quell public anger, and in this era, it is not as easy to post a little thing on Weibo or video as ten years later.
However, even if it can attract more people's attention and criticism, it is not enough to punish the abuser.
What is the use of criticism? What is the use of moral restraint
Can the three kittens be brought back to life, or can the mother cat be given justice
No way, the tattooed man didn't even have to pay a fine. For him, moral criticism was a fart that he let go.
"It's none of your business if I throw my cat! Mind your own business, everyone is impatient, right?!" The tattooed man pointed at the muttering crowd around him and roared.
The behavior of beating people just now obviously made the onlookers have some scruples. The voice was not as loud as that, and the person who came out to criticize was beaten down.
Those muscles and tattoos, coupled with this style, are obviously not good things, maybe they will kill people.
"Hurry up and get out, what are you doing blocking my door? Are you looking for a ticket?"
The tattooed man pushed the people around him away, and the circle of people gradually left.
When they left, there were a few aunts who sighed in a low voice, "What a sin", "That cat is so pitiful" and so on.
In fact, there are many similar things, and similar things may happen every day in this city.
For a cat, there is not even relative fairness, not even an absolute protection system and regulations. The one who can rely on it may be a good owner, or become as sturdy as "Li Yuanba".
However, living in this metropolis made of reinforced iron and mud, even "Li Yuanba" chose a "den" and a "swallow" who would take care of and help it.
What kind of life does a cat alone lead? Zheng Tan only knew some things from other people's mouths. Some people said that such a stray cat can live well, but Zheng Tan was a little suspicious after seeing this scene today. There are good ones, but there are also bad ones.
The three kittens on the ground were finally cleaned up by an uncle, and they were wrapped in a towel and taken away. The big cat followed behind the uncle and barked. The tattooed man stood beside him smoking a cigarette, sneered as he watched the uncle clean up, and flicked the cigarette butt over there.
"Isn't it just a few broken cats, what a fuss! Bah!" The tattooed man spat at the bloody ground, hummed a little song and walked away.
Zheng Tan followed behind the uncle, watching the uncle walk into a side door of Chuhua University and bury the kitten wrapped in a towel in a small forest.
After burying it, the uncle sat on the ground next to him and panted, looked at the big cat that was circling there, reached out and touched the head of the big white cat, "Although this place is far from there, the old building area is still there. It is estimated that it will be demolished in two years, and the buried ones will also be dug out. But this is not the case, this is a very good university, the environment is good, and the people are better... You can live a good life in the future. Otherwise, you and me Let's go, I don't live in that old building, I live around here, although the conditions are not good, it won't make you starve."
Zheng Tan didn't know whether the big white cat could understand the uncle's words, it just clinged to the ground where the kitten was buried, laying there, not moving. The uncle wanted to pick it up, but it also struggled not to go.
The uncle waited for a while, then went to hold it again, this time the big cat didn't struggle.
Zheng Tan squatted not far away and looked at them. After they left, Zheng Tan was still squatting there, not knowing what he was thinking, his mind was a little confused, and he didn't seem to think about anything. When I came back to my senses, it was already dark.
When I moved, maybe I squatted like this for too long, and my whole body was a little stiff and a little cold.
Zheng Tan took a few deep breaths and moved slowly before he became active and trotted back to the East Family Compound.
When Zheng Tan came home, Jiao's father was sweeping the floor, Jiao Yuan and Xiaoyouzi both helped with the cleaning, Jiao's mother was washing dishes in the kitchen, and there was a smell of alcohol and strangers in the room. However, seeing familiar people and smelling familiar scents still made Zheng Tan feel at ease.
After getting into the little grapefruit quilt at night, Zheng Tan has never been sleepy. The little grapefruit next to him was already asleep, and Zheng Tan still kept his eyes open, looking at the ceiling in the house, and didn't fall asleep until after three in the morning. But he slept unsteadily, always dreaming of what he saw today, of the three kittens lying on the ground.
Zheng Tan dreamed that he was standing on the blood-stained ground, looking at the tattooed man smoking a cigarette standing against the wall. Lying beside them were the three kittens. Surrounded by people with invisible faces.
Due to the reason of dreaming some pictures, Zheng Tan, who was dreaming, stretched out his paws and scratched, making a big hole in Xiaoyuzi's bedding.
The next day, Jiao Ma looked at the torn quilt cover and said, "I guess Black Charcoal is dreaming of catching mice."
"But Black Charcoal doesn't look very good today." Xiaoyouzi pointed to Zheng Tan, who was languishing on the sofa, and said.
Jiao Yuan stared at Zheng Tan, then raised his hand to hold Zheng Tan: "Black cat warrior, transform!"
Zheng Tan was still slack, he didn't slap Jiao Yuan's hand away like last time, he didn't struggle, he let Jiao Yuan play like this.
"Black cat warrior, transform!"
Jiao Yuan tried again, and seeing that the black cat in his hand was still the same, he hurriedly said to Jiao's mother: "Mom, black charcoal is really wrong!"
Jiao Ma couldn't care about sewing up the quilt at hand, so she quickly lifted Zheng Tan and looked at it, "Hei Tan, what's wrong with you?"
Zheng Tan hummed weakly.
"Go and call Xiao Guo and take the black charcoal to see a doctor. Don't catch a cold." Jiao's mother said to Jiao's father next to her.
After the phone call, Dad Jiao rode a small electric motor and led Zheng Tan to Xiao Guo and the others. The three who stayed at home couldn't sit still, so they went out of the east gate and called a taxi to the pet center.
Hearing that Zheng Tan was ill, Xiao Guo quickly put down his work and went to his brother's diagnosis and treatment area in person, so that his brother must take a closer look.
After Xiao Guo's brother carefully checked Zheng Tan's physical characteristics, he said, "It's not like he is sick, but he is in a bad mood."
Bad mood
Zheng Tan was in a really bad mood. He couldn't tell what it was, but he felt stuffy, anxious, and in short, all kinds of irritability.
"It was fine when he went out yesterday. When he came back, he was in a little bit of a bad mood. I thought it was because he was tired when he went out to play." Jiao Dad said.
"What happened to it when I went out yesterday?" Xiao Guo wondered.
Xiao Guo's brother thought for a while and said, "I heard someone say yesterday that someone fell to the death of three kittens that were not weaned in the alley in the old building district. Could this be the reason?"
"Huh? What's going on?" Xiao Guo asked. Yesterday he had been working on photos in the studio, not knowing what was going on outside.
When Xiao Guo's brother talked about what he knew, Zheng Tan wanted to cover his ears, and the scene in his dream appeared in front of him again. The picture made him very uncomfortable and even more depressed.
Zheng Tan sighed to himself, but he didn't expect that his mind was really fragile. Didn't you always look like you were not afraid of the sky? Is it the reason for staying up late and not sleeping well? Well, definitely lack of sleep.
Thinking about it, Zheng Tan fell asleep with his eyes closed while the three of them were talking.
After the three of them finished talking, looking at the black cat sleeping with his eyes closed, he was speechless for a while.
"This should be the reason for not sleeping well? No one will be in a good mood if they don't sleep well." Xiao Guo said helplessly.
The Jiao family felt relieved that their cat had no other cause of injury.
When Zheng Tan woke up, he was already at Jiao's house, and it was getting dark.
"Wake up, wake up!" Jiao Yuan shouted excitedly.
Sitting next to Xiaoyouzi, Jiao's mother and Jiao's father also hurried over when they heard the sound.
After a good night's sleep, Zheng Tan's spirit was much better, and he ate a big bowl of rice prepared by Jiao's mother.
Zheng Tan stretched out after he was full, and the black cat that was languid in the morning came back to life!
"Okay, alright, hurry up and pack up, change clothes, it's cold at night." Jiao's mother greeted the two children.
Um? Is this going out
Zheng Tan looked at the four people who were changing clothes.
"Mom, let's take the black charcoal with us." Jiao Yuan said.
Jiao's mother didn't answer immediately and looked at Jiao's father.
Dad Jiao thought for a while, "Take it, use your schoolbag. But there will be too many people watching the fireworks, so you have to be careful."
"it is good!"
watch fireworks
Zheng Tan looked at the calendar. It turned out that it was already the sixth day of the sixth day. On the night of the sixth day of the first day, the stores in the central department store would set off fireworks, and many people went to watch it.
After cleaning up, the Jiao family went out together with a cat.
When I went there, I met some other people in the compound, and some teachers and staff with their families in the West Family District, and everyone smiled and said hello.
Jiao Dad held Jiao Yuan's schoolbag in his hand, and Zheng Tan stayed inside and looked out from the opened zipper. There are a lot of people going to the central department store, and almost all the people walking around are there.
When they arrived, there were already many people standing in the square in front of the Central Department Store. Jiao Yuan wanted to squeeze in again, but was pulled by Jiao's dad and found a place to stand still.
"Don't get too close, there's a lot of dust falling over there, and it's easy to get injured. It's not too far from here," said Dad Jiao.
It's only seven o'clock, and there are still half an hour before the discharge time. They came here on purpose to take a seat in advance. The place that Jiao Dad chose was quite inside, and the outside would probably be blocked when there were too many people.
There are several high platforms around the square, and the surrounding areas are blocked, and there is a certain distance from the audience. Those places are the ignition points.
When it was almost time to set off, Jiao's mother took out glasses and masks and handed them to the two children. Glasses are flat mirrors to prevent the dust in the air from falling into the eyes when looking, and masks are to prevent too much dust later, the smell is choking, and it is not good to breathe too much.
Jiao's father put the schoolbag on his chest, and Jiao's mother protected the two children between them.
Zheng Tan looked around from the zipper opening of the schoolbag with some novelty, and it was full of people, much denser than when he first came.
Suddenly, all the street lights in the square went out.
The voices in the square suddenly fell silent as the lights went out, and then they began to discuss in a low voice. This was the prelude to the beginning.
After the light went out, Zheng Tan directly exposed his entire head.
At this time, there is no light, and no one would have thought that someone watching the fireworks actually brought a cat with them!
Bang!
A large fireworks bloomed in the air, kicking off the curtain.
Bang bang bang!
The roar of fireworks exploded incessantly.
Zheng Tan looked up at the sky, because it was relatively close, the fireworks seemed to bloom above his head, and the person standing below seemed to be about to be burned by the falling sparks. These sparks gradually extinguished as they approached the crowd below, and finally only some dust fell.
Each splattered spark looks faint and monotonous, but when these sparks come together they have an irresistible charm.
It's not the same as what you see on TV, and the mood of watching it from a distance.
The blooming fireworks dominate all the light in the sky at the moment, brilliant and colorful. For the people standing below, this colorful piece seems to be within reach.
Zheng Tan felt that the annoyance in his heart seemed to explode with the roar, shattered, and vanished with the evening wind.
Suddenly there is a sense of relief. Of course, it would be better to ignore the falling dust and the pungent smell around.
Not far from them, a parent was afraid that his child would run around and hugged him in his arms. The child may have got some dust in his eyes. He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. When he opened it and looked around, he saw the exposed cat's head on the schoolbag that Jiao's father was hanging on his chest. The cat's ears were still falling out. Some dust bounced around.
"Dad, there's a cat—"
However, the child's voice was drowned out by the roar of fireworks, and only his father heard a little sound.
"What? My eyes still hurt. Come to Dad to blow it."
The child pushed his father away with a slap, "There's a cat—"
"Yes, there are fireworks and fireworks! Look, how beautiful the fireworks are!"
Child:"… "
When the sound of the fireworks finally stopped, the crowd gradually began to disperse.
Dad Jiao waited for the people around him to disperse before starting to go out.
Jiao Yuan and Xiaoyouzi still had excitement on their faces, and they kept talking about what kind of fireworks looked good when they walked home.
"The firefighters are probably busy today." Jiao Ma sighed.
When they got home, everyone had a strong smell on their bodies, and they washed them hard. Zheng Tan also took a long bath himself.
After taking a shower and drying his hair, Zheng Tan got into Xiaoyuzi's bed.
Little grapefruit went to sleep after writing a diary. Just like the previous diary entries, she would press Zheng Tan's paw on it and draw a circle after writing the diary, and then add a few more strokes, so in several diaries, there is a cat at the end of the diary. Drawing of the palm.
After Xiaoyouzi turned off the lights and went to sleep, Zheng Tan put his head out of the quilt, stretched out a palm, and exposed his shrunken sharp claws.
Looking at the paws in the dark, Zheng Tan felt that, in fact, he could do something.