all the way

Liu Xia takes cats out to eat every day: in the morning meatball soup, deep-fried dough sticks, or spicy soup, fried buns; at noon mutton stewed noodles;

When Liu Chuan came the next night, he said to Liu Xia: "The climate here is dry, you two can't eat salty rice three times a day, it's easy to get angry, it's better to eat porridge sooner or later."

But Liu Xia saw that Mao'er was eating like a piggy every time, so he didn't take Liu Chuan's words to heart, and took Mao'er to continue fighting in the small restaurants on the street.

Four days later, when Liu Xia woke up in the morning, his throat felt dry and sore. When he went to work in the morning, he deliberately drank a few more glasses of boiled water and felt much better. So he continued to take the cat to eat mutton stewed noodles at noon. Spoon chili, and at night, he took Yanagawa to eat kebabs together.

The little Maoer still ate fifteen skewers by himself today, and also ate a lot of spiced edamame and peanuts, and drank three bottles of drinks. Liu Xia looked at it comfortably and happily, and felt that it was more satisfying than eating by himself.

After eating at the night market, the two bid farewell to Liu Chuan and headed home.

Many units have moved to the new area in the past two years, but most of the family homes of each unit are still in the old city, so there are very few people on the road here at night.

The location of the hydrology team is basically the easternmost part of the new area, with fewer people. At this moment, the neat street lights illuminate the spacious road and extend infinitely far away. Against the backdrop of the surrounding night, people even feel like they are in the wilderness .

The cat ran back and forth in an 'S' shape on both sides of the road, with its arms outstretched, changing its posture in this way and that, making a "wow" sound like flying a large plane, jumping up and down on the curb.

Liu Xia was just worried that he might stagnate if he ate too much meat at night, so instead of stopping him, he cooperated with him in moonwalking on the road, wiping the glass and cramping a few times from time to time.

The cat ran around him yelling in circles, and the two of them struggled for almost an hour to walk back the way they could have walked back in more than 20 minutes.

When they got home, the two of them took a cold shower together, then stretched out and read a book on the ground.

After reading for less than an hour, the cat couldn't open its eyes, but just as Liu Xia put the book aside, the cat immediately jumped up, grabbed the flowered pillow behind Liu Xia and stuffed it into the cabinet.

The size of the king-sized double bed was reported to Liu Changchun by Liu Xia when he came back from home, and he was asked to weave a big mat. It would take at least a week to weave it, so the current big bed only has bare boards.

The cat has to wipe the bed board every day, but he feels that it is not the place to put the pillows and towels directly.

Although he resolutely refuses to sleep on a new pillow, the cat cherishes it very much. Every time Liu Xia is half lying on the ground leaning on the two pillows, and when he reads a book next to Liu Xia and prepares to sleep, he puts the pillow in it. In the closet, and confidently slept on Liu Xia's arm.

In the middle of the night, Liu Xia woke up with a sore throat, which made him dare not swallow his saliva, and it hurt like hell to breathe.

The cat lay on him like an octopus and slept soundly. Liu Xia carefully moved his arms and legs away, and was about to sit up to find some water, when the cat also sat up: "Uncle, you What are you doing up?"

"I... a little... ahem, uncle... um... ahem..." Liu Xia found that he was about to lose his voice, and every time he said a word, his throat felt like it was burning.

Mao'er was a little dazed at first, but now he regained consciousness: "What's wrong with you, uncle? What's wrong with your throat?"

Liu Xia opened his mouth and pointed inside: "Maybe...ahem...Your third uncle was right, I got angry and hurt a little, I think I should drink some water."

The cat got up with a grunt and turned on the light. There was a brand new tea set on the three-dou table, and the pot-bellied kettle was always filled with boiled water. The cat quickly poured out a teacup and gave it to Liu Xia: " Uncle, drink quickly."

Before dawn, Liu Xia drank the boiling water in the kettle and thermos bottle, and felt that his throat didn't hurt so much. He asked Mao'er, "Does your throat hurt, baby?"

The cat made two swallowing movements seriously and tried: "It doesn't hurt."

Liu Xia was relieved: "Then drink some water too, let's sleep for a while, let's listen to your third uncle, let's go to my unit's cafeteria for dinner tomorrow, and my uncle will take you to eat stewed food in two days. Noodles and mutton skewers, are you right?"

The cat shook his head: "I won't eat it. Your throat hurts from eating mutton stewed noodles and mutton skewers. I won't eat it in the future. I've been eating it for so many days, and I've already enjoyed it. We will put it in your cafeteria for dinner in the future." , drink porridge in the morning and evening, and you won't get angry."

The two tossed and tossed for a long time at night, and fell asleep until almost seven o'clock. Liu Xia felt that his throat hurt more than in the middle of the night, but he didn't tell the cat.

He pretended that he didn't get enough sleep and didn't talk, stretched his waist and yawned and went into the bathroom, drank a large glass of tap water, and only talked to the cat when he felt that he had no problem talking.

After the two washed up, they took the bowls and chopsticks and went to the cafeteria. Liu Xia was very happy when he found that there were not many people eating. He was really a little scared after waiting in line for so many years in high school and college for eating.

However, when he saw the millet porridge, fried beans with tomato, and the two steamed buns on the beans that the skinny chef put into the bowls of himself and the cat, he seemed to understand a little bit. , Why is there only a few people eating in such a spacious and beautiful cafeteria.

After taking a bite of beans, he said seriously to Mao'er: "Mao'er, let's cook for ourselves from now on?"

The cat picked a bean with a dry peduncle on the table: "Zhong, you are at work, I will cook for you, and I will leave it at our house to watch grandma and mother cook. I also know how to cook." Mile!"

For many years, Liu Changqing and Liu Kui have watched Liu Changqing and Liu Kui running around to save food. They both have the same obsession with food, so although the millet porridge is as bland as swill, the beans have no taste except salty, and the steamed buns are sour and hard. People also eat up their share.

Liu Xia originally didn't want the cat to eat it, and wanted to go to the street to buy something delicious for him after eating, but when he saw the cat grinned in shock when he took the first bite, he ate as usual He ate the same gulp, and said nothing, he knew that the cat would definitely not throw away the rice, let alone let him eat two servings of such an unpalatable thing.

Before coming out, Liu Xia glanced at the master chef who was complaining to a thinner eater about the unreasonable method of distributing bonuses in the team, and said to Mao'er: "Is the level of cooking related to weight? He can't compare with the fat master in your third uncle's unit!"

Mao'er said, "That's right, he's still... well, this master has a bad attitude, just like who owes him... money."

Maoer switched to Putonghua in the middle, and he originally wanted to say, "It's like who owes him two buckets of black beans", but he found that he couldn't say this sentence in Putonghua.

Liu Xia patted Mao'er's head: "That's right, you don't have to be afraid of making mistakes when you say something to my uncle, just say it boldly."

Mao'er laughed, and rubbed his head against Liu Xia's palm again, his little face was a little red.

When the two of them walked to the door of Wan Jianye, Wan Jianye just came out, saw the bowls and chopsticks in Liu Xia's hands, and said with a smile, "Go to the cafeteria to eat?"

Liu Xia nodded: "Well, just this once, we plan to do the same as you, and do it ourselves in the future."

Wan Jianye said: "Come and get what you need. I always cook by myself, and I have a complete set of things. I think you only have a kerosene stove and a kettle."

Liu Xia said, "Okay, thank you!"

Liu Xia went to work, Maoer lit the kerosene stove, put a pot of water on it, and began to practice calligraphy. He has been writing Chu Suiliang's "Preface to the Holy Teachings of the Wild Goose Pagoda" recently, which was requested by Liu Changqing.

Liu Changqing has always believed that running script and cursive script are the natural products of learning regular script. Before the age of ten, children should sink their hearts to write regular script or regular script. You can read more running script and cursive script works of famous masters, but if you don’t understand There is no use for blunt copying.

The kerosene stove is placed at the door, and from the position of the cat, you can see it as soon as you look up, so he won't know if the water is boiling.

The cat boiled four pots of water and filled all the teacups and bowls in the house with boiled water, leaving a portion in the pot.

Liu Xia was too involved in the calculations, and forgot to drink water. When he accidentally swallowed, his throat hurt like tearing again, and he remembered that when he picked up the water to drink, every time he swallowed, it hurt so bad .

Seeing his distress, Yue Desheng said to him: "Don't rush to use those data, go back and rest. The infirmary is on the first floor of the North Building, and there are commonly used medicines. Go and get some!"

Liu Xia was in so much pain that he couldn't bear it, and he was thinking about cooking by himself at noon, but there was nothing for cooking at home. He didn't want the cat to go to the cafeteria again, so he packed up his things Come out and go to the infirmary first.

Old Tong, the only doctor in the infirmary, let him open his mouth wide and said "ah", looked at his throat, said that it was all right, he just got angry, and prescribed a lot of heat-clearing and detoxifying tablets for him: "Three times a day, if you really It hurts so much, you can eat it once every six hours."

Liu Xia took the medicine back home, Mao’er panicked when he saw the medicine, he remembered that Liu Xia had never been sick, so he always felt that his uncle was just like himself, just a stone egg, and he would never get sick .

He panicked and asked Liu Xia: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Are you in pain?"

Liu Xia smiled and told him what Old Tong had said.

Mao'er immediately picked up the medicines, poured out one by one according to the dosage required above, and put them in Liu Xia's palm: "Here, take it quickly, this water is warm water."

Liu Xia swallowed the medicine as soon as he swallowed it, and the cat watched Liu Xia swallow it, and immediately picked up the big yellow dog alarm clock he bought the day before yesterday, and set the ringing hand back to six hours later: "Four seventeen This is the next time you take your medicine, don’t dare to forget it.”

In fact, Mao'er's throat is also a little sore, but it's not severe. It's just a little painful when he wakes up early and swallows. Drink a few sips of water. He feels that he just feels a little sore and he doesn't feel beautiful. Liu Xia has already arrived. It must be very, very uncomfortable to see how the husband is taking medicine.

Liu Xia drank another large bowl of water, and the two of them went downstairs together, and rode bicycles to the mall to buy something for cooking.

The two of them thought about it for a long time in the mall, and they came back when they felt that there was nothing missing. When they came back and saw Wan Jianye who was fishing for noodles in the corridor, they realized that they forgot to buy a strainer.

It’s too late to go back and buy now, and they feel that the dried noodles can be scooped up without a sieve, which is mainly used when scooping up dumplings.

But when the two of them actually did it, they realized that cooking was much more difficult than eating. The kerosene stove was drowned by the noodle soup that overflowed the pot when a pack of dried noodles was not cooked. Xia hurriedly poured a bowl of cold water into the pot, but when he tried to turn on the stove again, it couldn't light up.

Wan Jianye, who had already had lunch and lay down to rest, heard the movement, and knew what had happened at a glance. He turned on his stove and said, "Use my stove, your noodle soup has gone in, and you need to clean it up." , the noodles will be uneatable after soaking for a long time.”

When Wan Jianye helped them cook the noodles, Liu Xia suddenly realized that he hadn't bought any vegetables. The two thought they would have a meal with the pot and noodles, but they forgot about the vegetables.

Wan Jianye also noticed this problem, and said with a smile: "It's like this at the beginning of cooking. I don't know what I need. I still have half a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and some pickled garlic sprouts. You can mix noodles with them first." Let's eat."

Liu Xia refused.

Wan Jianye said: "You don't think it's my leftovers, do you? No, I cook alone, so it's not worth cooking for every meal. I'm used to frying more in the morning and saving half for dinner. All you need to do is cook some rice porridge at night.”

When Wan Jianye said this, Liu Xia was too embarrassed to refuse again, and the two of them mixed noodles with other people's vegetables and ate the first meal they cooked by themselves.

During the lunch break, both of them were too hot to fall asleep, so Liu Xia wrote with Mao Er. The three-dou table was a bit high for Mao Er, and his writing was a bit stretched. Liu Xia wondered if he would tell his sister-in-law when he went back on Sunday. , Ask Liu Wei and his uncle to help make a suitable table, which can be used as a dining table or for cats to write.

It was almost six o'clock, the sun was not so poisonous, Liu Xia came out with the cat, according to what Wan Jianye said, he came to Gudu Road to buy vegetables, he found that the intersection actually sold fresh milk, asked, and the price was very reasonable , Liu Xia was very happy, but he didn't buy it.

It is difficult to preserve milk in this season. There is no Fengxi River and no cave dwellings here. He can’t figure out how the milk sellers preserve milk. He is afraid of accidents, so he decides to wait until the weather turns cold before buying for cats. Fresh milk to drink.

Now, there are still six bags of three-yuan milk powder that Liu Hai brought back during the holidays, enough for the cat to drink for another month and a half.

The cat now makes milk from a large bowl of milk powder every morning and evening. Liu Xia bought the kerosene stove and kettle just to make milk for him. Otherwise, the cafeteria of their unit is responsible for providing boiled water for the employees.

When they came back from shopping, the two of them went into the mall to buy a frying pan. After entering the gate of the unit, they saw Liu Chuan standing under the big locust tree in front of the building from afar.

When Liu Chuan entered the room and saw the pile of medicines on the table, he smiled: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes."

Liu Xia exaggeratedly opened his mouth wide and said to Liu Chuan: "Ah, look at third brother, you are still laughing, my throat is almost swollen."

Before Liu Chuan could say anything, the cat rushed over and stretched its neck on tiptoe to look at Liu Xia's throat: "Uncle, you haven't recovered after taking so much medicine? Are you still in pain?"

Liu Xia hugged the cat and strangled it vigorously: "Silly cat, I lied to your third uncle, why don't you cooperate with my uncle?"

Mao'er looked at Liu Xia's mouth suspiciously, but he couldn't see anything, so he gave up and said to Liu Chuan, "My uncle Ye'er has a sore throat and didn't sleep well, what's wrong?"

Liu Chuan patted him, went over to open the things they just bought and looked at them: "I also know how to buy mung beans, yes, let's make some mung bean soup, put some sugar and drink two more bowls when it's cold, I'll get you one Packed with white chrysanthemums, our deputy director brought them back when he went to Hangzhou, he said they were hangbai chrysanthemums, clearing away heat and purging fire, I put a little in, you two can drink this as water!"

Maoer thinks that Liu Xia is sick now, so let him lie on the ground and read a book, don’t worry about anything, and follow Liu Chuan’s instructions to make mung bean soup: first boil the water on a high fire, then turn it to a low fire and cook slowly until the mung bean soup is cooked. Until they all bloom, the chrysanthemums are the last to be placed. Once they unfold into blossoms, you can turn off the fire.

This time, Mao'er dried Liu Xia's mung bean and chrysanthemum soup for a long time, causing Liu Xia to urinate countless times before going to bed at eleven o'clock.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, when the big yellow dog rang, the cat got up again and quickly handed the pills and a large bowl of mung bean soup to Liu Xia.

Liu Xia swallowed a handful of pills and said to the cat: "Baby, the doctor said that the time is an approximate time. You don't have to keep staring at the watch. Look, it's [-]:[-]. Next time my uncle will have lunch at noon." It's time to eat..."

The cat said firmly: "No, the doctor said it will take six hours. You have to take it at [-]:[-] next time. You go with the medicine. When the time comes, I will go to the back of your building and lie on your window." Call you, eat as soon as you hear it."

Liu Xia raised his hand: "Boy, my uncle will bring the medicine tomorrow, and he must take it on time. It won't be wrong even in a minute, right?"

He lay down and stretched out his left arm. The cat purred and lay next to him, his head resting on it consciously: "Uncle, are you still in pain?"

Liu Xia said: "I think I'm pretty much done. I'm really trying to scare your third uncle on purpose. You see, I don't have anything to say now. Go to sleep, baby, we can go back tomorrow." home."

The cat looked around the room with dribbling eyes: "Let's go back, is it okay to leave our house here?"

Liu Xia tightened his arms and hugged him to his chest: "Unless someone dismantles our house and carries it away, nothing will happen."

Mao'er chuckled, rubbed his face on Liu Xia's chin twice, and closed his eyes.

Liu Xia turned off the light, looked at the cat's contented face in the hazy darkness, and touched the two small bumps on his forehead, which were bitten by mosquitoes when the cat first arrived the first night.

The cave in Liujialing is very cool, so there are no mosquitoes. Liu Xia lived here with the cat on the first day. He was too excited and forgot that this is not Liujialing, so he also forgot to order mosquito killer tablets in advance to let the cat I bitten a lot of packages.

Liu Xia sighed almost unconsciously, gently wiped the sweat off Mao'er's forehead, and slowly moved him away from him, so that Mao'er would be somewhat cooler.

He finally brought the cat out, but he failed to give the cat the best. The cat lived with him in this damn hot house, endured mosquito bites, and ate the worst canteen food. When he goes to work every day, he can only stay in the room alone, writing and reading.

What makes him most uncomfortable is that when he goes out to work in the field in the future, the cat will have to guard the house alone for many days, and such things are destined to happen often...

The people in the unit don't have any malice towards Mao'er, but it's not enough to have no malice. Although Mao'er has never said it, he knows that Mao'er is actually very sensitive to the feelings of people around him, so what he wants to give Mao'er is a A friendly environment, not indifferent or disregarded with a little disdain.

Before he can really create a friendly environment for the cat, he has to give the cat a basically self-sufficient environment. Even if he is not at home for a short time, the cat can have a little fun.

The image of Maoer sitting upright on a small bench watching TV at Liu Chuan's place appeared in front of Liu Xia's eyes, and Liu Xia gently kissed Maoer on the forehead: "You will soon be able to sit in our own home and watch TV. Big color TV, baby."