big communicator

Chapter 47
"My name is Qin Xiaoyu."

"This is the fat sea."

"Xiaoyu, were you born on a rainy day?"

After getting to know each other, a scrawny civet cat asked cautiously.

This civet cat is named Pang Dahai, and it has been hiding behind the other civet cat since it came out of the grass. It didn't raise its head to look at Qin Xiaoyu timidly until it heard the introduction of itself from tin foil.

"It's not the little rain, it's the dawn of the dawn, the universe of the universe." Qin Xiaoyu has actually noticed Pang Hai for a long time. Unlike other cats' calmness, this skinny cat is obviously shy, so shy that it seems that a gust of wind can blown down.

Life is hard for stray cats.

"Oh." After listening to Qin Xiaoyu's explanation, Pang Dahai lowered his head in a lonely tone, his eyes were like those of a child who has done something wrong, which made people feel distressed, "I said something wrong again."

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere changed immediately.

The cats who were chatting happily stopped talking, and all focused their attention on Pang Haihai.

Seeing this from all the cats, Pang Dahai became even more sad, and couldn't help but want to curl up into a ball, as if he was extremely scared.

As soon as Pang Haihai became like this, Qin Xiaoyu, who was full of interest just now, didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while. It was just a matter of name, so there was no need to become like this. Could it be that he said something wrong?He took a look at the tin foil questioningly, and found that the other party was just as helpless as himself.

"Look at you again," looked at Qin Xiaoyu apologetically, and Li Huamu in front of Pang Dahai said helplessly, "There's no right or wrong, it's because you think too much, learn from us and be happy How nice it is."

It was fine if Li Huamu didn't speak, but when he spoke, Pang Dahai's mood became even more depressed, and his whole body began to tremble unconsciously, which shocked Qin Xiaoyu who didn't understand why, the lethality of this sentence is not that great, right? , Does Pang Dahai have any mental illness?

I swear to God, my name is really Qin Xiaoyu.

"You guys should go back first, I'll talk to Qin Xiaoyu later." Seeing that Pang Haihai's condition was getting worse and worse, Tin Foil Tang, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth, "It's all small things, go back and have a good sleep, don't be old Think of something useless."

Some things are temporarily inconvenient to say in front of Pang Dahai, otherwise the situation will be difficult to deal with.

"Then let's go first." After lowering his head and licking Pang Dahai, Lihuamu and the other cats scalded the tinfoil and said.

I was very happy today, I thought that Pang Dahai would change with him, but now it seems that there is no change as before.

"Go." Tin Foil Hot said with a sigh.

Watching Pang Haihai and his party disappear into the alley, the tinfoil-stained tone eased a little, and he stood there wagging his tail for a while, then suddenly said like an explosion: "CTMD!"

It seems that he must have endured it for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Qin Xiaoyu was stunned by the scolding from the tin foil scolding. The words shouldn't be aimed at him. After a while, the tin foil scalding eyes also changed. His name is to provoke someone up.

"It's okay." Turning around and looking at Qin Xiaoyu, the tin foil was hot and he smiled inexplicably, "Qin Xiaoyu, have you ever seen a cat swearing at the street?"

"No, I've seen it in heat." Hearing Tin Foil Tang's question, Qin Xiaoyu didn't think about what he was talking about. After replying a sentence that he thought was humorous, he looked at Tin Foil Hot with some concern. It seemed that it was not suitable for a joke at this time.

"Hehehe," after listening to Qin Xiaoyu's words, he didn't care about the burning of the tin foil, licked his strong lips, and said with some evil, "Let's go, I will take you to learn more."

As soon as he spoke, he pulled his tail and strode forward, leaving only Qin Xiaoyu guessing wildly.

"What to do?"

"Swearing."

"That's not good."

After two alleys, Qin Xiaoyu and Xizhitang stood at a three-way intersection, and walking further, they entered a residential area again.

Relying on the signboard of Chengxi Commercial Street, the quality of life of the residents here is generally good.

Judging by the performance of the tin foil being hot, it should be here to do something, and Qin Xiaoyu, who was unsuccessful in persuasion, could only remain silent.

Sure enough, after choosing an alley, Tin Foil Tang raised his head and cleared his throat, then laughed, and formally began to curse at the entrance of the alley.

The aura was so sharp that Qin Xiaoyu was shocked.

"If anyone in CNMD dares to bully Pang Dahai again, I must abolish him!"

"Aren't you bastards in the commercial street usually quite fierce, why are you so cowardly today?"

"Come out with a few that can be beaten and let you have a look at the tin foil ironing uncle. Don't think that everything will be fine if you hide."

As more and more people watched the fun, Qin Xiaoyu's face was almost familiar. He could understand what the tin foil was talking about, but others couldn't understand. After watching for a long time, he thought the cat was in heat. On second thought, the time is wrong.

"Young man," after screaming for a few minutes after burning the tin foil, an old man couldn't stand it any longer. He tremblingly came to Qin Xiaoyu's side and asked, "Is this your cat?"

"Yes." Qin Xiaoyu didn't have to admit it or not, so many people watched him come together with the tin foil, who would believe that it didn't matter at this time.

"Pick it up and go to the hospital to have a look. Your cat must be crazy." Staring at the hot tinfoil for a while, the uncle kindly persuaded him from the side.

The screeching of the hot tin foil was so shrill that it scared the parrot at home into speaking a foreign language.

"Okay." Qin Xiaoyu replied with a wry smile, and it was inconvenient to talk to Tin Foil, so he had to bend down to hug him. Just as his hand touched the Tin Foil, his phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Ding Daqiao. .

"What's the matter?" Qin Xiaoyu asked after answering Ding Daqiao's phone call. It was a coincidence that the call came, and if it was a little later, he would have scalded the tin foil and picked it up.

But it seems useless to hug it, and the tin foil will definitely not listen to me.

"Didn't you say you wanted to come to my slaughterhouse? I'll pick you up there." On the other end of the phone, Ding Daqiao yawned. He was still sleeping when Qin Xiaoyu sent the message. Very hurt.

Qin Xiaoyu had forgotten about it, and couldn't spare time to go now, so he had to postpone to Ding Daqiao: "Go later, not now."

"What's wrong? Why is there a cat meowing over there?"

"I don't know what to say, I'm cursing at the street!" The screeching of tinfoil scalded his mind into chaos, and if he didn't pay attention, what Qin Xiaoyu wanted to say would be messed up.

"Okay, Qin Xiaoyu, which aunt is so cynical that it makes you grow old?"

"Stop talking, I should run now, and I will call you later."

After hanging up Ding Daqiao's phone, Qin Xiaoyu saw a group of cats staring at the depths of the alley. Just as he was about to remind Tin Foil Tang to retreat, he roared angrily and went to the depths of the alley.

(End of this chapter)