he can fly

thirty.

They bought a tractor, along with new plows, new rakes, new planters, new lawn mowers, and new rakes.

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This time, the fat gentleman cat is clearly prepared.

It stood at the door, not in a hurry to come in.

Instead of talking to Yan Tang, it spoke to Ai Bao Miaomiao who ran over, and then patted the ground with its right paw.

Ai Bao squatted down to see what was under the cat's right paw, he stretched his head over, and the fat gentleman cat took a few steps back and squatted down.

A rose-red camellia flower that had been hidden in its arms was exposed.

This camellia also has a small flowering branch, a few green leaves with small serrations coming down from the branch, and the top flower, the oval petals are layered on top of each other, tight and loose from the inside to the outside, This bouquet of camellias looks very delicate and beautiful, as if they are just blooming on the branches.

Ai Bao let out a wow, and looked back at Yan Tang excitedly, "Huahua! It's Huahua!"

He pointed to the camellias on the ground and shouted.

Yan Tang also saw the camellias on the ground, and he looked at the cat squatting by the door in some surprise.

The chubby gentleman cat looked very calm, and it looked at the excited Ai Bao peacefully, just like looking at a junior cub.

It seemed to be aware of Yan Tang's gaze, and it looked up at Yan Tang.

It flicked its long tail and was in a good mood.

Could it be the cat's New Year's gift?Yan Tang was a little bit dumbfounded.

Yan Tang has never raised animals, but occasionally when he reads the information on his mobile phone, he will find reports about animals with spirits, such as huskies who sacrifice their lives to save people, and cats who take care of the owner’s children... For the time being, he will not say that animals have human nature. Still at the superficial stage, I never took it to heart.

Seeing those news, it's just slipping by.

It was the first time that Yan Tang met such a "rule-aware" cat customer. Apart from being surprised, Yan Tang also felt a little strange.

"Please bring Mr. Cat in," Yan Tang said, "It's cold outside, come in to warm up."

Ai Bao nodded, "Maomao, come in!"

He said and beckoned his little fat hand to the cat.

The fat gentleman cat seemed to understand, it meowed, picked up the camellia, and trotted in.

The camellia was bitten in its mouth, trembling with its steps.

The chubby gentleman cat, with its tail up high, is obviously very happy.

It was still as well-behaved as last time. After wandering around the sofa in the living room, it slapped the camellia and placed it on the coffee table.

Yan Tang took out the cat litter that he collected the day before yesterday.

It turned around the cat's nest a few times with its tail up.

After wandering around a few times, it squatted down, raised its head and meowed at Ai Bao and Yan Tang.

It is very satisfied that it is still the cat litter today.

Aibao carefully sat down next to the fat gentleman cat.

The fat gentleman cat tilted his head and looked at Aibao.

Ai Bao stretched out his fat hand and carefully touched the back of Mao Mao's neck.

Ai Bao was extremely careful, he first touched Mao Mao's black tuxedo with his fingertips, and when he saw that the fat gentleman cat did not reject him, but calmly stared at him with green cat eyes, he was bolder, and used Touch it with the palm of your hand.

Yan Tang watched Ai Bao try to approach the cat.

He didn't make a sound to stop it.

This chubby gentleman cat looks like a cat with a good temper, and last time it got along well with Ai Bao.

"Baby, I'm going to prepare some food for Mr. Cat," Yan Tang squatted down and said to Ai Bao, "You and the guests play first."

Ai Bao raised his head to look at him when he heard the words, he took out his other little hand that didn't touch the cat and waved it, "Okay."

He said.

The fat gentleman cat seemed to understand Yan Tang's words, and turned to look at him.

Yan Tang stood up and looked at it blankly, and there was no emotion in its green eyes.

After a while, Yan Tang nodded to the fat gentleman cat.

"I'm going to get something to eat," he explained to the cat.

The cat tilted its head, no longer interested in this tall biped, turned back and continued to stare at Ai Bao.

Its tail slapped, slapped, on the carpet.

Abbot touched its tuxedo furiously.

It's in a good mood.

Yan Tang took out the uneaten chicken breast that he bought in the supermarket last time from the refrigerator.

Although he doesn't have any experience in raising animals, he still has some common sense that cats can't eat salty, spicy and overpowering food.

Yan Tang intends to steam a chicken breast, tear it into shreds, and make do with it.

There is not much food suitable for cats at home, and there is no cat grass and cat food, so I can only make do with it.

But anyway, it was Chinese New Year, and the cat guest came to the door with a gift. Yan Tang cooked the only three pieces of chicken breasts left, so that there would probably be a full bowl.

A fire was lit on the stove, and the water in the pot also started to dance, drop by drop, trying to fly out.

Yan Tang watched the water boil, put the steamer in, and put three firm chicken breasts on it.

Strands of hot air emerged from the holes in the steam compartment, and were frozen white again in the icy air.

Yan Tang covered the lid of the steamer, and when he was done, he walked to the door of the kitchen and looked at Ai Bao and the cat in the living room.

That branch of camellia has been solemnly put into a tall glass by Aibao.

That glass is Aibao's favorite drink of milk.

Ai Bao likes this fat gentleman cat very much.

Yan Tang saw that his hand had never let go of the cat's fur since it had just touched it, and had been tirelessly touching it.

Ai Bao lowered his head, as if he was still chatting with the fat gentleman cat.

His head was hanging down, and his curly hair was like petals, curled down, covering most of his face.

Things were burning in the kitchen, and people could not be separated from each other. Yan Tang listened with pricked ears, but he couldn't hear clearly the content of the chat between Ai Bao and the cat guest.

He could only vaguely hear Ai Bao saying, "...Maomao, are you happy now?"

The chubby gentleman cat replied, "Meow."

Ai Bao asked him again, "Maomao, how long are you planning to stay this time?"

The fat gentleman cat answered him, "Meow."

Ai Bao seemed to understand it, and said oh, "Is that a long, long, long, long time?"

The chubby gentleman cat's ears quivered, and he answered, "Meow."

Ai Bao suddenly became happy, he clapped his hands, "That's a long time!"

The chubby gentleman cat didn't deny him either, it meowed again and flicked its tail left and right as if sweeping the floor.

Ai Bao touched Mr. Mao's smooth and bright tuxedo again.

The two of them, one person and one cat chatted about something, Yan Tang couldn't hear clearly, but seeing Mr. Cat meowing from time to time, they should still be talking very well.

Aibao is actually very good at chatting.

But this seems to be divided into people. He will chat with Doudou, Maomao, and Yantang.But he doesn't know how to chat with strangers, and he doesn't talk much to Professor Zeng and Aunt Zhang.

Yan Tang also doesn't know how Ai Bao divides the chat objects.

Probably only Ai Bao knew it in his heart.

Yan Tang leaned against the door frame and listened to his soft voice, and his mood would improve.

He listened quietly for a while, until the steamer in the kitchen made the sound of boiling, and then he came back to his senses.

Yan Tang lifted the lid of the pot and poked the chicken breast inside with his chopsticks. He felt that the chicken breast was almost cooked, so he turned off the fire.

In fact, if you feed chicken breasts to wild cats, you don’t have to fully cook them. Most wild cats are used to eating raw food, and they may feel uncomfortable eating cooked food.

But Yan Tang feels that this cat guest still doesn't look like a wild cat that has been free outside for many years. It is gentle and well-mannered. Most likely, it should be a domestic cat.

Domestic cats basically cannot eat raw food.

Therefore, Yan Tang has to make sure that the chicken breast is really steamed.

Yan Tang used a medium-sized glass bowl to serve the shredded chicken breasts. To humans, the chicken breasts did not taste very good, and they were shriveled like a piece of wood.But when the chicken breast was torn apart, the rich meaty fragrance wafted out, and it smelled quite appetizing.

"Baby, bring Mr. Cat to the dining table, the food is ready." Yan Tang shouted to the living room.

Ai Bao snorted and answered him loudly, "Come on, come on!"

He walked over with a fat gentleman cat.

Mr. Cat saw that he was going to eat here, so he didn't need to be hugged, he jumped on the chair with a "snap--".

It took a few glances at the shredded chicken breast in a glass bowl in front of Yan Tang, Fenfen's little nose moved, and she sat upright again reservedly.

It raised its head high, expressing its high satisfaction with this big bowl of chicken breast.

Ai Bao rarely sat next to Yan Tang, but chose to sit next to Mr. Cat.

His eyes were always glued to the fat gentleman cat and never came down.

Obviously, he likes Mr. Cat very much.

Yan Tang touched his nose and warned himself not to compete with a cat for favor.

He quickly brought the bowl over and placed it in front of Mr. Cat.

"Let's go, Ai Bao, Mr. Cat wants to eat, you just took a bath, come back to play." Yan Tang pulled Ai Bao up.

Ai Bao reluctantly glanced at Mr. Cat who was buried in eating meat.

"Okay." He said, took Yan Tang's hand, and went to the bathroom with him.

Before leaving, he told the fat gentleman cat, "Maomao, I'll play with you after I take a shower, you have to wait for me!"

The fat gentleman cat looked up from the bowl.

It chews a shred of meat, and the whiskers on the cat's face move twice with its bite.

It clicked its mouth and gave Ai Baomi a look.

Even if it is agreed.

Ai Bao took a bath, but after playing with Mr. Cat for a long time, he became a little sleepy.

He watched two episodes of SpongeBob SquarePants with the fat gentleman cat and chatted for a while.

Yan Tang was peeling apples for Ai Bao while listening.

Aibao and the fat gentleman cat talked about trivial things, his topics kept jumping, and sometimes there was no reason for it.

After a while, Ai Bao asked Mr. Cat if he had ever seen a bird, was it flying in the sky or walking on the ground?

After a while, Aibao asked Mr. Cat if he counted the lambs when he was sleeping?

Did a lamb named 7 tell it that it didn't want to be counted today and wanted to play with it, so they played together on the lawn?

The fat gentleman cat always flicks its tail.

Its tail was in mid-air, like an ever-changing question mark, curling back and forth.

It meows now and then in answer.

Yan Tang cut the apple into small pieces, and he listened without interrupting the chat between Ai Bao and Mr. Cat.

He couldn't understand what Mr. Cat meant, but he felt something interesting when he heard Ai Bao shaking his little head from side to side.

Although he already knows that Ai Bao's world is magnificent and fantastic, every time he hears what Ai Bao describes, he is still fascinated.

"Yan Yan, I want to sleep." Ai Bao finished chewing the last bite of apple.

He rubbed his eyes and leaned on Yan Tang again.

Yan Tang wiped his mouth with a napkin, "Then let's play tomorrow, good night to Mr. Cat, we should go to bed too."

Abbot snorted.

"Good night, cat!" he turned to the fat gentleman cat.

The fat gentleman cat looked at Aibao with green eyes.

Ai Bao rubbed his eyes a few more times, Yan Tang grabbed his little fat hands and confiscated them, preventing him from rubbing his eyes red.

"I still need to use the 'Sleep with Yan Yan' card!" When Ai Bao was picked up by Yan Tang, he suddenly thought of this.

In Yan Tang's arms, he kicked his feet and said to Yan Tang in a loud voice.

"Sleep with Yan Yan!" he said.

Yan Tang responded, "Okay, let's sleep together."

he promised.

The chubby gentleman cat sat on the ground and watched Ai Bao being carried away by Yan Tang. His feet in brown fluffy socks dangled like two little buns jumping around.

It didn't heel, and after confirming that the two bipeds had left, it hurriedly walked towards its own cat's nest.

Yan Tang watched Mr. Cat roll a ball of cat cake on the cat litter, and the roll was pretty good.

This saves Yan Tang from having to go downstairs and send it to the cat's litter every now and then.

He also turned off the light in the living room at the stairs.

"Maomao, good night!" Aibao on the second floor said loudly to Mr. Cat.

He struggled on the second floor and waved to the fat Mr. Cat.

The fat gentleman cat looked up at the second floor.

Ai Bao has been carried into the room by Yan Tang.

I can't even see the shadow of my feet.

"Meow," it said.

It crawled back into the cat bed again, and rolled itself into a round milk biscuit.

good night!