Start call: My pet actually comes from history

The second floor of the hotel.

Bai Shuyu, who was trying to escape from the ranks of illiterates, looked at the word "backstabbing" in the book and couldn't understand it.

What does it mean to be without anticipation or precaution?

The act of suffering losses due to the actions of other people, organizations, and platforms is called being stabbed in the back.

The little illiterate person studied on his own for a long time but had no clue.

I had no choice but to ask for help, Wenjimiao, who was sitting on the table with a brush and practicing the Slender Gold Body: "Sister Wen, what is backstabbing? Why do you need to backstab?"

Wenjimiao paused after hearing this.

Because of this pause, she looked at a dot on the copybook and shook her head, then put down the brush and hooked her paw at Bai Shuyu.

Bai Shuyu walked forward obediently, and saw Wen Ji Miao pointing downstairs and saying, "For this question, please go to your third brother. His understanding of backstabbing should be as high as ten stories high."

A flash of excitement suddenly flashed across Bai Shuyu's face, she said "ok" and walked out of the door.

"..."

Wenjimiao looked at the book abandoned on the mattress, watching it being gently turned by the breeze blowing in from the window. She could understand the small words on every page.

But look left and right.

Wenjimiao pieced together new words from these small characters, and each line was densely packed with "Wan".

He chuckled lightly.

Wenjimiao decided to let Bai Shuyu play down there for a while, and then continued to pick up the brush and copy on the copybook.

Should say or not.

Huizong of the Song Dynasty was poor in both civil and martial arts.

As an emperor, he was rubbish, but as a calligrapher, he was indeed a master.

Here Wen Ji Miao is quietly copying calligraphy.

downstairs.

Sun Quan Diao, who was clicking the mouse hard, looked at Bai Shuyu in front of him and was in a daze.

They looked at each other for a long time.

It finally squeezed out a few words through its teeth: "Who do you think has a backstab as high as a ten-story building? That's called balance. Do you understand balance? Can what the emperor does be called a backstab?"

Next.

Sun Quan Diao opened his eyes and breathed out fragrance.

A long paragraph of dialect that Bai Shuyu couldn't understand blurted out.

What kind of big-eared thief is stupid and untrustworthy? Guan Yu Er loves to show off.

This is what I call waiting for the opportunity, bending down and waiting for the right moment, etc...

Speaking of the end.

Sun Quan Diao took out a can of Coke from under the counter, opened it flexibly with his paws to relieve his dry mouth, then looked at Bai Shuyu who was stunned for a while and said, "Do you understand?"

"I understand, you are calling big brother stupid."

Bai Shuyu only understood this sentence.

As for the large number of idioms and dialects in Balabala, it can only be said that Bai Shuyu, an illiterate, cannot withstand this test at all.

This little snail like her can’t understand!

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the other side.

After Su Buyu parked the car he borrowed from Zhang Xiaoxiao, he opened the car door and walked toward the pet shop with Liu Chanmiao in his arms.

in the car.

Liu Beimiao looked at his son with a look that was both gratifying and complicated.

It was very pleased that Liu Chanmiao could make some contribution.

On the other hand, when I thought about it, I went in to try out cat food and canned cat food.

Liu Beimiao felt a little uncomfortable in his heart again.

It is no coincidence.

In addition to Liu Beimiao, another man in the car, Kuang Yinwang, who wanted to form a barking brigade, was leaning against the car window with a languid expression, looking out the window with a slumped face.

If Kuang Yin Wang was still a human now, his face would definitely be pale.

Although Liu Beimiao felt a little depressed.

But looking at Kuang Yinwang's appearance.

As the big brother, Liu Beimiao stretched out his paw and patted its dog's legs to comfort him: "Brother Zhao, don't worry, Mr. Zhao will bring you motion sickness medicine by the way."

Yes.

Kuang Yin Wang is motion sick.

As the biological brother of Zhao Guangyi, the god of driving in Gaoliang River.

Kuang Yinwang did not inherit his brother's ability to drive a donkey cart for [-] miles without motion sickness after being hit by an arrow in the knee.

can only say.

There are also differences in the relationship between the elder brother and the younger brother towards cars.

Here a cat comforts a dog, but in the pet store, a person comforts a cat.

"Dou, don't worry, I promise not to cut the eggs!"

Su Buyu patted Liu Chanmiao's shoulder, comforting Liu Chanmiao, who was curled up in a trembling ball, like coaxing a child.

The owner of the pet shop and part-time doctor stood aside and laughed in embarrassment.

"Dou, I know you're sad, but what's wrong with a manly man having his balls touched twice?"

"Meow! Then go give him a pinch, my adoptive father!"

Liu Chanmiao finished speaking in a muffled voice, looked at his balls, and couldn't help but lowered his head sadly.

We obviously agreed to come and eat.

The bald guy next to me unexpectedly attacked his balls as soon as they met, and even pinched them hard twice!

Liu Chanmiao also has dignity.

If it were a previous life.

I will definitely ask someone to crush him, castrate him, behead him, and quarter him into pieces!

Su Buyu was also a little helpless.

He also didn't expect that the boss would reach out and squeeze Adou's balls as soon as he came in. While squeezing, he said that they can be done now.

Stroking Liu Chanmiao's back.

Su Buyu looked at the boss and said, "Boss, can I try your cat food?"

heard.

The bald boss nodded: "Do you want baked food or puffed food?"

"It's baked."

Su Buyu answered without much thought.

Maybe the boss felt guilty for forcibly pinching Liu Chanmiao's balls.

He specially went to buy two full bowls of baked goods and came over.

Liu Chanmiao's nose moved.

Then he secretly raised his head slightly and looked at the hateful bald head just now.

Wait until two bowls of cat food are placed in front of you.

Su Buyu heard the subtle swallowing sound in Liu Chanmiao's throat.

"Try it, tell me which one is better."

Su Buyu said something, then walked to the pet cage and looked at the other cats and dogs curiously.

"Smack smack..."

"Meow~"

"Smack smack..."

"Wang~"

lovely!

Su Buyu, who was teasing the cats and dogs, was about to ask Liu Chanmiao which cat food tasted best.

The bald owner of the pet shop came over and stared at Liu Chanmiao who was swallowing cat food.

At the same time, he said in Su Buyu's ear, "Brother, is your cat really a naughty cat?"

Good guy, you are so evil.

Su Buyu looked at the expectant expression of the bald boss and shook his head speechlessly: "No."

"Oh, your cat's eggs are so big, it's a pity not to have them."

"What a pity? What a pity?"

"Oh, it's a pity that my scalpel has been with me for so many years, and it only cuts small balls. Your cat is extremely talented, but it's a pity that my scalpel can't bear it."

"..."

Su Buyu pursed his lips and hesitated to speak.

He really wanted to tell this bald man what if Liu Chan's cat's egg was cut off by you.

Then you'd better sleep with your eyes open in the future.

Otherwise, the title of the last true eunuch in China will definitely fall on you.

Just when Su Buyu was about to give the bald head another chance to strengthen Liu Chanmiao's balls and never cut them.

Liu Chanmiao came over.

Pulling his trouser legs and pointing at the noodle bowl, he meowed: "Meow, foster father, that one tastes better, fragrant but not dry, rich in meat flavor, and slightly sweet in the mouth."