After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 295 His Cat (10)

When he hugged the soft ball, his upper body leaned back slightly, wanting to let go.

The white cat raised its head and gently rubbed against his chin.

This was the first time that Du Shiling touched this cat with anything other than his hands. A soft cat meow was accompanied by an intimate movement, which could easily make people mistakenly think that Du Shiling had raised it for a long time.

But all the servants present knew that the master agreed to keep the white cat, which was four or five days ago.

The scene fell into dead silence, and the servants around did not dare to say anything, they could only silently wait for the master to throw the cat in his arms.

After waiting for a long time, the imaginary picture has not appeared for a long time.

Du Shiling, who was hugging the cat, didn't plan to make any further moves at all. He hung one hand over the cat's head, scratched it gently with his slender fingertips, showed a little interest on his usual indifferent face, and whispered in his mouth. nagging.

"You little thing has some eyesight."

This white cat is indeed much more comfortable to hold and touch than in a cage. It is so light and has no weight. When I held it in my hand, I realized that the little thing looked well-proportioned. In fact, it only had fluffy fur on its body, and there was no flesh under the skin. You can touch it to the bone.

"Go to the kitchen and prepare some fish."

The servant nodded repeatedly, and trotted to the kitchen to deliver the master's order.

But Du Shiling hugged the cat and turned back to the house. When Du San helped him take off his coat, he could clearly see a layer of white cat fur on the black trench coat, which was very conspicuous.

"Master, this cat has too much hair, you should not hug it in good clothes from now on."

The man in the long mandarin jacket looked tall and thin, he looked less noble but more refined, he looked more approachable, like the noble son of a wealthy family in the old dynasty.

After listening to Du San's words, Du Shiling's hand has already skillfully picked up the cat on the table, holding the other hand up and gently stroking it back and forth.

"If you have hair, you can dry it and wash it frequently, it doesn't get in the way."

Then when Du San turned around, he saw a lot of eye-catching white short hairs on the purple long mandarin jacket that the master had just put on.

He sighed, and lightly brushed the cat fur on the windbreaker, for fear that these marks would affect the image of the master on the outside.

When the fish was delivered, it was placed on a plate, a full plate.

Du Shiling put the white cat on the table, patted its head lightly, with a leisurely and casual tone.

"Go eat."

The white cat was very well-behaved. It lowered its head and ate in small bites. Its long tail swung happily from side to side. It lightly brushed past Du Shiling's face, and then was grabbed by him again.

The white cat was not annoyed, and allowed its tail to be grabbed, and continued to eat the fish on the plate earnestly, and finally licked the corner of its mouth unsatisfied.

"Didn't eat enough?"

"Meow~"

"Instruct the kitchen to prepare four fish a day for it, remove the bones and feed it."

Du San stood behind and responded.

"okay."

That night, the white cat was left in Du Shiling's master bedroom. A soft sofa cushion was placed in the corner by the window, and the white cat slept on it. It didn't cry or make trouble all night, and slept with its master obediently. It was dawn.

Du San was also worried that the white cat would make noise at night and disturb the master's rest, so he didn't want to bring this little thing full of spirituality, and after staying in the warm room, there was no more noise.

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The weather in Lincheng is still bone-chillingly cold, and the streets are empty after nightfall, but occasionally you can see a salesman carrying a load in a hurry in the wind and snow.

Sometimes he would appear under the corner of the backyard of Du's house, curled up and smoking a pipe, humming old country tunes from other places.

When Du Shiling got off the car, he saw the salesman squatting in the corner.

The Du family has a big business, even the eaves are repaired by ordinary people, and all the bricks and red tiles are of the best quality. Standing below, the wind does not hit the head and the rain does not hit the face. Often some vendors will hide in the Avoid the snow below.

In the past, Du Shiling didn't take a second look when he saw her, and it was the same today. After getting off the car, he strode towards the gate of the courtyard, but as soon as he reached the gate of the courtyard, there was a burst of pleasant and crisp bells coming from the corner of the wall beside him.

The man paused slightly, took off his hat and looked sideways.

Du San, who was waiting at the door, was a little puzzled. Following his master's gaze, he could vaguely see that the salesman under the lantern was bending over to count his goods.

"Father, what are you looking at?"

Du Shiling didn't speak, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the wall.

Seeing a man in a black woolen coat approaching, the salesman hurriedly got up and was about to leave with his load, repeating in a low voice.

"I disturbed the old man, the little one will leave now, leave now."

Du San frowned and remained silent.

The master never paid attention to these peddlers before, so why did he come here specifically to see them now?
Seeing that the salesman was about to leave, Du Shiling stretched out his hand to stop him, with a calm and gentle tone.

"Excuse me, I just heard a bell, can you show me what it is?"

Hearing this, the salesman hurriedly took out a string of bells and chains from his burden.

"This, I bought the goods from other cities, sterling silver bells, I bought them back and put them on for the children, which is very festive."

Du Shiling held the bell in his hand, a small silver bead chain with a bell pendant like an orchid-of-the-valley flower in the middle, and the sound of "jingle bell" would ring out when the petals were lightly touched. beautiful.

The man looked at it for a long time, and the salesman beside him asked cautiously.

"Do you want it?"

"how much is it?"

"This bell is made of sterling silver, and the beads in this ring are also made of silver, and they are all made by skilled craftsmen. If you want to buy it, you have to spend this amount."

As he spoke, the salesman raised two fingers.

Du San on the side stared slightly.

"Two silver dollars?!"

This price can almost catch up with the Du family's food expenses for a whole day, except for the master's clothes, when did he spend this spare money.

The salesman knew that the man in front of him was the elder of the Du family, Du Shiling, and he couldn't find anyone richer than him in Lincheng, nor could he find another rich man who was more stingy than him.

Although he was muttering in his heart, there was still a smile on his face.

"This price is really not expensive, pure silver is purer than silver dollars!"

If you buy it, buy it, if you don't buy it, let him go.

It's the first time I saw such a stingy rich man, earning so much money without spending it, and keeping it in the soil?
I don't understand, I really don't understand.

"Cheaper."

Du San habitually began to bargain.

"It can't be cheap, I will lose money if it is cheap."

"Then..."

"Du San, give me the money."

Du Shiling on the side interrupted Du San's power, took the bell pendant, turned around and left.

Du San behind him had no choice but to obediently take out two heavy silver dollars from the money bag and hand them to the salesman.

(End of this chapter)