The Cat's Inheritance

The long season finally came to an end, and Hardworking finally fell into the top ten of the national server.

Ordinary players generally reach this height, and they will alarm professional teams.As soon as the hard work of the top ten battle was over, several well-known domestic team managers or managers approached him from various channels, asking around the corner whether he was interested in playing professional games.Hardworking is also very frank. Once you know the intention of the other party, you will tell them straight to the point: I am 26 this year.

The golden age of e-sports generally begins at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and those with good qualifications can reach their peak.Most people will choose to retire at 23 and return to a more peaceful life. 26 years old, really old.After Xin Gong revealed his age, the professional teams also gave up trying one after another.

Qin Qin is probably the only old man who stood on the first ten ladders, and the only one who brought a cat to the ladder.

After the end of the season, the time for hard work suddenly became abundant.As a passer-by player, after he climbed the ladder, he has long been picked up by various game commentators and consultation official accounts.Skilled, amazing consciousness, humanoid self-propelled plug-in sniper, with god-like prediction and positioning, the name is very bluffing, and it also attracts many fans of the game.He didn't intend to make too many game comments for himself. He leisurely edited the previously recorded game live broadcasts into short videos with more appreciation value, put them in the video album of singforthemoment, and wrote two or three articles one after another. Getting Started Guide to Climbing the Ladder Hero Pool.

More time was spent on his cihuamao.

Hardworking specially made a video column for Sparta, titled: The cat in front of you is the cat in your heart.It contains large and small videos about Sparta, each of which has been meticulously post-produced, recording bits and pieces about the cat's journey to gain weight, and updating more diligently than his own video column.The fans of Sparta were hooked, and lived a decadent life of sucking cats and enjoying money every day.

Sparta couldn't be happier with this transformation of mankind.He doesn't have to struggle with that black box every day, and he doesn't have to worry about Miwu not sleeping at night.Miwu will hug him to bask in the sun, and also hug him to bask in the moon.During the day, his body smells like the sun; at night, his body smells like the moon.The happy time every day suddenly becomes so long and so short, I am so happy that I want to gurgle and spit bubbles every moment.

One day, it rained suddenly outside.Sparta sat on the windowsill and looked out curiously.One after another, water droplets dripped on the transparent glass, the ones in front rolled down, and the ones behind caught up.Sparta stretched out his claws to pat, but couldn't catch anything.Miwu found a strange thing out of nowhere, poked it with its paw, and it would make a thumping sound.Sparta was very curious, jumped off the window sill, and circled around Miwu, always wanting to sniff and pat it.But when Miwu sat cross-legged beside him and began to sing for him, he suddenly became quiet.As a cat, he cannot understand human songs.Their cats can also sing, usually out of emotion, singing indiscriminately, and intoxicated with themselves.

But Miwu is different, his singing is as sweet as the wind, as gentle as today's raindrops.

Sparta squinted, thinking of his pear tree.

——Sudden teasing is the most coquettish

——bgm: late night song, you don't have to thank me 1

——How can you play the guitar and sing? ?Are nerds in this era so cruel?

—— Dabing seems to be listening very engrossed, his eyes are narrowed

It has been a long time since Qin Qin played the guitar.When he was probably a sophomore, there was an enthusiastic classmate in his class who signed up for guitar lessons, buying one and getting one free.He's the gift one.Later, his classmates gave up and persisted for two years.At that time, the university stipulated that students must participate in campus clubs to enrich their spare time life, and the performance of clubs affects the overall score, thus affecting the ownership of scholarships.Hardworking doesn't talk much, and he's not good at communicating with others. He only knows how to play games. Finally, relying on his guitar and voice advantages, he joined the animation club and played background sounds for the girls in the club.When he left the company, he received a love letter, and he didn't know who gave it to him.

Xin Qin's former roommates always made fun of him, he learned to play the guitar, and he can flirt with girls at will, although he can do it with his face and appearance.But for a boy of that age, who doesn't want to pretend to be aggressive, making himself appear romantic and uninhibited.However, up to now, Qin Qin has not played and sung for any girl.

Where were you when you were eighteen or nineteen, and what were you doing?After the college entrance examination, he lost his home. On his 19th birthday, his mother called to tell Xin Qin that he had another little sister.Later, I saw his father again, accompanied by his half-brother who was only two years younger than him, wearing a pair of sneakers that he had liked for a long time.From an early age, Qin Gong was keenly aware that their home was not as complete as it appeared.When he was young, he thought that the brokenness was due to himself; when he grew up, he suddenly realized that the brokenness was inevitable.His parents didn't love the family, and they didn't love him either.

He can have no hobbies, no sideways, no festivals, no expectations.

Two years later, grandma found hard work.He hadn't seen her much before, he only knew that she was not his father's biological mother, and he promised to treat his father as his own, and never had a child of his own in his life.Hard work has been with grandma for four years.In his memory, his grandma was a rigorous and meticulous old lady who always only wore skirts, her silver hair was neatly coiled, and she always showed a polite smile when talking to people, as elegant as her cat.She is very good at cooking, and Qin Qin never dared to tell her what she likes to eat, but she always found it.She doesn't talk much, and they live together with a cat, as quiet as a library.

Until grandma died of illness, Qin Qin couldn't tell what kind of feelings he had for her.Then one day, he took the bus to work. The weather was bad that day, the bus was crowded, and the wet umbrella stuck to his trousers.He was tall, and when he passed the crowded crowd, he saw an old lady, wearing a plain long skirt, standing tremblingly at the exit, her back looked very much like his grandma.For some reason, his tears fell all at once.

Hard work stopped.His civet cat, at some point, climbed onto his legs, curled itself into a fluffy ball, and clinging to him tightly, its claws were still hooked to the zipper of his clothes, as if it didn't want to let go.Qin Qin laughed and touched Sparta's chubby head, "Don't listen, let's watch a movie."

Sparta raised his chin, allowed himself to be tickled by hard work, and flicked the tip of his tail comfortably.

meow.

The dvd player at home has not been used for several years, and it is covered with a thick layer of dust.Wipe it carefully with a cloth, test it, and find it still works.The DVDs were all neatly stored in the storage box under the TV cabinet by grandma, and there were two boxes full.The discs inside were all bought by his grandma from an old video store.She doesn't watch the films herself.When Xin Qin first moved in to live with her, grandma thought that young people would like to watch movies, so she went to inquire about it, but was tricked by the boss, who bought outdated machines and discs back home.

These discs are almost all from the last century, and Xin Qin only saw two or three of them sporadically, with his grandmother.Grandma seems to like it very much. Holding hot tea, she can concentrate on watching for a long time.He worked hard to take out the familiar dish, put it under Sparta's nose, "Smell, it smells like grandma."

Sparta sniffed the video curiously, but lost interest after a while.

I searched hard in the DVD storage box, trying to find a decent looking one, and accidentally found a few self-carved discs.He felt a little strange and took out these plates.The order was marked on the plate with a marker that looked like it was in his grandma's handwriting.Qin Qin weighed these discs in his hands.Sparta leaned over and sniffed in the palm of his hand.Qin Qin scratched its short neck, "Let's see if grandma is hiding a secret."

I worked hard to pick out a self-engraved disc of my grandma, the code is 1.He put the disc into the DVD player, and sat cross-legged on the carpet with the cat in his arms.The disc seems to be carved by grandma herself, and I don't know how she learned how to record and burn discs.The picture quality is not very good. At the beginning of the film, it is the appearance of grandma standing close to adjust the camera.After a year, when I saw my grandma again, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.Sparta was lying cross-legged in his arms, but when he saw the moving picture, he immediately raised his ears, fiddled with his round head, and looked curiously at the images on the TV screen.

Grandma was wearing a pink dress. The skirt was a little too big, which made her pale and thin. It was exactly what she looked like when she was seriously ill.The camera is aimed at the kitchen counter.Grandma adjusted the camera, walked slowly to the operating table, stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, and smiled at the camera and said, "Work hard, you have to eat well by yourself."

Qin Qin stopped petting the cihuamao and looked at the screen seriously.

A beautiful long-haired taupe Persian cat runs past the camera.Sparta stood up in an instant, stretched his neck, as if trying to identify the same kind of breath, it took a strong breath in the air.

Got nothing.

Is that just my aunt?She wrote in the letter that she was a Persian cat, and it felt like it was her.Who is that human next to him?Aunt human?Is that Miwu's grandma?Well, what is grandma?

Sparta tilted his head and thought for a while, puzzled.He turned around and lightly rubbed Miwu's chest.Miu, what's the matter with you?He knew instinctively that his human was grieving, as he did when he sang to himself.But he didn't know why.As a cat, he still can't understand the complex and changeable emotions of human beings.Sparta rolled, trying to stuff his belly under Miwu's claws.

It's okay, miu, just touch my belly.

Qin Qin came back to his senses and looked down at Sparta.Its four feet were up, revealing its soft flowery belly, and a pair of curious big eyes looked at him quietly.He smiled, and buried his palms in the thick fur of the cihuamao.

"This is my grandma. That's just coffee." Xin Qin hugged Sparta upright, facing the screen, and introduced it slowly, "Grandma wants to teach me how to cook."

Olive oil and honey are adjusted according to the ratio, the chicken breasts are thickly wrapped, massaged, and then put in the refrigerator to marinate overnight.In a frying pan, turn on a low heat, add a thin layer of oil, heat the pan with cold oil, fry the whole chicken breast in the pan, turn over after coloring, and pay attention to controlling the heat.After it is fully cooked, take it out of the pan and cut it while it is hot. The outside is charred and the inside is tender, tender and juicy. It can be made into a sandwich or as a main course.

Spartan smashed his mouth, unconsciously fascinated by it.Wow, that looks delicious!want to try.He stomped back and forth on Miwu's thigh impatiently, and then sat back down, but he couldn't sit still, his buttocks were hanging in the air, and he continued to stare at the screen and swallowed.

Qin Qin was distracted by Sparta, and couldn't help rubbing its hairy head.

After teaching chicken breasts to be eaten by humans, grandma took out another large piece of meat, looked at the camera, and seemed a little embarrassed. "If you're full, you can cook some for the cat once in a while. It's not difficult at all."

Cat food does not need any seasoning, just add chicken breast, offal, eggs, carrots, etc. according to the proportion, mash it into puree, and make meatballs, it will be a very good cat meal.As for the taste, judging from the reaction of the coffee, it should be very good.

Spartan's tail is more playful.He began to crawl around in the human's arms, calling out coquettishly.Miu, I'm hungry!Let's eat canned food, shall we?

The fur of the cat that had been rubbed hard reached out and grabbed Sparta's two front paws, making it stand facing him.The fur on the top of Sparta's head was messed up by itself, and with a disheveled hair, he looked at himself flatteringly with drooping eyes, indescribably stupid.Qin Qin couldn't help laughing, "I've never cooked for myself."

Meow meow.

"Forget it, who made you my favorite cat?"

Meow!

Follow grandma's recipes and work hard to order ingredients for cat meals from the Internet.On the day the ingredients were delivered, Hardin blocked Sparta from the kitchen door, as if he was practicing in seclusion, and spent most of the day in the kitchen by himself.

What is miu doing?Sparta played by himself for a while, and found that Miwu still locked himself in the big cage, and couldn't help feeling a little anxious.Meow!He tried to call humans at the door.Usually, his humans would answer him when they heard him call.But today, he yelled several times, and Miwu was still quiet inside.Sparta began to worry.The kitchen door is a sliding glass door, and only a vague shadow can be seen on the frosted glass.Sparta stood up on his two hind legs, and his front paws alternately scratched the glass up and down.The sharp claws slashed across the glass door, making a piercing rattling sound.

"Xin Dabing, don't scratch it, it sounds uncomfortable." Xin Qin was so busy that he couldn't help but stop it.

Ah, it's meow!Hearing the voice of his human, Sparda became more convinced that his efforts were working, and he mustered his strength to speed up the scratching of the glass.Meow meow!come out faster!

The voice was too piercing, and Qin Qin finally couldn't bear it.He pulled the glass door out a small slit and squatted down.Sparta stopped immediately, trying to squeeze his round head in through the crack of the door, but it misjudged his figure.Qin Qin stretched out a finger and touched its head, "Baibing, I have something to discuss with you. You will come in later. You are not allowed to eat whatever you want. If you eat something bad, you will feel bad." I also think it's a little funny, Sparta probably can't understand anything, so I can only watch it carefully.

Sparta became impatient and began to meow aggrievedly.Work hard to open the door.The raccoon cat quickly jumped into his arms.

Miu, I miss you so much!Sparta put his head on Miwu's chest and rubbed against him hard.

"Come on, baby, come up." Qin Qin supported Sparta and helped it climb onto his shoulders.This posture is no stranger to Sparta, and he quickly found a comfortable position, coiling his soft body around his hard neck, like a heavy scarf on his shoulders.

Ah, this pose is good, I can see what Miwu is doing!Sparta miraculously shook the tip of his tail.Miu what are you doing?He poked his head out, trying to see what was in Miwu's paw.

"Baibing, do you know how much you weigh?" Hardin was so overwhelmed that he couldn't lift his neck, he patted Sparta's paw on his chest with one hand, "Don't move."

Sparda happily fought back at Miu's claws.

When Sparta moved, Qin Qin felt his head was heavy, and he couldn't help raising one shoulder so that Sparta would not fall.I thought hard and helplessly that I should strengthen my neck muscles.However, Sparta didn't feel the pressure from him at all, and had a good time flapping his paws.

Even though he was a novice in the kitchen, and Spartan made troubles, his first cooking in his hard-working life was successfully completed.He looked at the few small meatballs on the plate and couldn't help laughing.Unexpectedly, the first meal I cooked was cat rice.

To show grandeur, Hardworking specially arranged a plate for Sparta. According to the standard of international meals, put side dishes on the big plate, and then insert a green mint leaf to collect the juice.In any case, I feel satisfied with my hard work.He took a photo of the first cat meal that Sparta ate and posted it on Weibo: Cook for the cat he loves.

Sparta walked around the plate, took a serious sniff, and kept poking at the meatballs with his claws, trying to drag them out of the plate to eat.If the food is too large, the cat will instinctively want to take the food out of the food plate, hide it in a corner, and then eat it secretly.Break it up with your hands, and let Sparta lick it up bit by bit on the plate.There is an indescribable sense of satisfaction watching the food that I carefully prepared being eaten seriously.

Is the cat meal that Xingong made for the first time delicious?

After Sparta licked the plate, he couldn't wait to find Jay and asked him to send Dai Mochi a text message.

My humans can cook, but it's delicious!Be envious, I won’t let you eat envy, woo hoo.