The Cat's Inheritance

After Chapter 1 of Memoirs of Sparta was published, the effect was not ideal, but it was a good start.

All the cats chased after me and asked: Meow, then what?

Then, Ah Li was still in the predicament of Calvin.

There is a saying that is often said in the human world, everything is difficult at the beginning.That is to say, if you have already written Chapter 1, the remaining 99 chapters will not be difficult.

Having said that, in practice, Ali found that these are all lies.He finished writing Chapter 1, the creation of memoirs, and the road to a great writer has not become easier at all.

Facing the blank document, Ah Li sighed and frowned.In the end, he decided to change his perspective, put the memoir aside first, and find inspiration elsewhere.

What is miu doing?

Ah Li went to the kitchen first, and then went upstairs to look for Xin Qin.

Hard work is playing games in the computer room.Although he is no longer a game anchor, he still likes all kinds of fashionable games like younger people.The scrambled eggs are also still in play.The two often run into each other in the game.At their age, among a group of young people, they can already be regarded as "uncles".However, the hard-working skills did not fall too far, with quick response and high consciousness, he is still often regarded as a great god.

When Ah Li opened the door, Xin Qin was communicating with his teammates about the double lens in English.Ah Li couldn't understand, and she was too embarrassed to disturb Miwu.He wandered around the room dillydally, peeking at the other person, seeing that Miwu was unmoved, so he had to take the initiative to go to Xin Qin's side, put his chin on his shoulder, and looked at the two pieces curiously. display screen.There are several small people running in the game, the sound is very loud, I don't know what they are doing.

Xin Qin turned his face sideways, and gently kissed Ah Li's cheek.

A Li blushed and secretly laughed.

"What are you doing?" He whispered, afraid that his voice would reach the other party's ears.

Qin Qin reached out and turned off the microphone. "Who can survive to the end in our competition." He said, and then reached out and rubbed Ali's hair. "Bored? Hungry?"

Ali shook her head.

Qin Qin chuckled, stretched out his hand, and gently rubbed the corner of Ali's mouth with his fingers, fine powdered sugar fell off.

Ah Li stood up straight in embarrassment, and rubbed her mouth indiscriminately. "Not hungry." He emphasized.

Xin Qin smiled and said: "Then sit next to me and watch me play a game."

Since Ah Li lived with him, Qin Qin changed his computer chair.The current chair is specially customized, much wider than ordinary chairs, and can accommodate two people. It was once ridiculed by Chaodan as a "dragon chair".After Ah Li finishes her own work, she likes to run in, huddle with Qin Qin, and play games with him, just like before.

Ah Li sat next to Xin Qin and stared at him playing games curiously. After a while, he lost interest and yawned several times, and finally leaned on Xin Qin, squinting his eyes and fell asleep.Hard work wrapped him in a blanket and turned up the temperature in the room.

Ali woke up hungry.The donut he ate secretly seemed to have finished digesting it.Ah Li smacked her lips, Mi Mi stared and opened her eyes, and it took several minutes to wake up. "Hungry..." He murmured, raised his head, and found that Miwu had quit the game. "Did you win?" Ali asked.

Xin Qin replied: "Well, I won." While tidying up the desktop and planning to turn off the phone, he asked, "What do you want for dinner?"

Ali thought about it, feeling a little distressed.He is a bit greedy, there are so many things he wants to eat, and it is difficult to choose for a while.

"Think about it, you can have a big meal today."

"Why?" Ali asked curiously.

"Today is Christmas Eve, so it's a holiday."

Ali is happy.He likes best to spend human festivals.Human beings have many strange festivals, and it is really happy to take the opportunity to eat a lot of delicious food.But he always forgets about the festival, fortunately Miwu will remind him.

"What is Christmas Eve?" Ali vaguely remembered that she had celebrated this festival, but couldn't.

After thinking hard for a moment, I felt that it didn't make much sense to explain the reason to Ali.He said: "It's nothing, you don't need to remember. However, this is a very important festival for many people. Everyone can get together to do what they like and receive gifts."

Ali smiled when she heard this.He likes presents.

"Have we celebrated Christmas Eve before?"

"Of course, I will prepare gifts for you every year, and there are many photos."

Ah Li thought about it, and suddenly it was as if someone tapped his head with a small hammer, and he had an idea. "Miwu!" He threw himself into Xin Qin's arms and shouted with a smile on his face, "Do you still remember what happened when I was a child?"

About Ah Li used to be a civet cat, Qin Qin knew about it.It's just that neither of them brought up the topic, nor did they discuss the details.Qin Qin doesn't know what this secret is for cats, and he doesn't want to let Ali take risks.They didn't talk about it with a tacit understanding, and only regarded those things as things that happened to Ali's "childhood".

"remember."

"Then do you still have pictures of me when I was a child? I want to see it."

Hard work is a bit strange, and Ah Li rarely brings it up on her own initiative.But he nodded in agreement.

All the videos and photos about Sparta are carefully preserved by Qin Gong.During the two years when Sparta left, he spent a lot of time filing all the video materials in his hands into different categories, creating copies, copying them to CDs and mobile hard drives, and saving them forever in his game. room.

The diligent document classification is very detailed, with time and event annotations, and a set of indexing programs can be written to quickly find materials through keywords.This work took a lot of time, but the hard work at that time did not feel hard.On the contrary, this kind of tedious and seemingly unintentional work can occupy his mind to the greatest extent, so that he no longer has time to think about it.

Later, the information about Sparta that has been sorted out in such detail has become the greatest wealth of hard work.

This is the first time Ali has seen his own profile. His reading in human language is not very good, and he can't recognize many words, but he just finds it complicated. "That's a lot," he exclaimed.So it turns out that I and Miwu have lived together for so long?

Time is divided into bit by bit, carefully stored in every picture and every frame of video.Time not only has length, but also color and sound.

Hardworking found the photos and videos of Sparta's first visit to the house and showed them to Ali.

Ali watched for a while, covering her face.He always thought he was cute, but he didn't expect that at that time he was dirty, without any flesh, and didn't look good.He was also full of nonsense and said a lot of stupid things.Recognizing this fact brought a certain blow to Ali, who was inflated in self-confidence.

"It's so ugly, I lost the cat." Ali murmured softly.

Smiling lightly, she hugged Ah Li into her arms. "I think it's pretty cute."

cute?Ah Li pricked up her ears, and seriously re-examined herself in the photo.Well, it's a bit dirty, but it's still pretty refreshing.The claws also look good, thick and powerful.I didn't know it before, but looking at it now, the green eyes are very pretty.Seems kind of cute hahaha.So he soon became happy again.

I am indeed the cutest raccoon cat in the world, Miwu must love me to death.

As time went by, Ali felt more and more cute.In winter, the fur grows more, and the flesh also bulges. The whole cat looks fluffy and soft, like a small dark cloud.

Flipping through, Ah Li found another folder.He stuttered and read the name of the folder, "The first, the first, the first time... What is the first time?" He asked puzzled.

"The first time in Sparta." Qin Qin replied, he stretched out his arms, wrapped Ali in his arms, walked around him to type on the keyboard, and clicked on the folder, "It contains the first time you experienced when you were a child." sorting out something."

"Let's see, let's see!" Ali shouted excitedly.

Work hard to open a subfolder called "Sparta's First Christmas Eve", which contains dozens of photos and a few small videos.The time is the year when Sparta came to Maochun.

At that time, Sparta had not been at home for a long time, and Qin Qin was still in the running-in period, and neither of them had much experience in cohabitation and raising.This is their first winter together.

On Christmas Eve of that year, it snowed for the first time in Maochun, and the whole city was covered with thin snowflakes.It was freezing cold, and the treetops were covered with frost.The street lamps can't see through the dark chill, and there are vague and cheerful carols in the distance.Young couples who are not afraid of the cold winter take to the streets, and there is a frozen sweet smell in the air.

After returning from Cat Club with Sparta in his arms, Xin Gong prepared a Christmas dinner for him: a luxurious sea, land and air can.

And Hardin's own dinner is a bowl of chestnut glutinous rice balls.The winter solstice and Christmas were very close that year, and the glutinous rice balls were left over from the winter solstice.He worked hard to heat up a pot of water and served glutinous rice balls.He didn't know how to cook at that time, and he had no concept of heat.The water has been boiling for a long time, and a few glutinous rice dumplings rolled over and over again, and they were overcooked and leaked.Dish up and put in a bowl.The glutinous rice balls roll together and stick together, and when they cool down, they turn into a sticky bowl of soup.

After finishing his canned food, Sparta jumped onto the dining table curiously, leaned into the bowl, sniffed around, and accidentally knocked over the bowl, sticking glutinous rice to his beard and paws, and the hairs stuck together.Terrified, he ran into the corner on all fours.The poor cihuamao sneezed several times in a row, trying to lick Mao Mao clean with his tongue, but the effect was minimal, the more he licked, the more messy Mao Mao became.He became angry and muttered meow meow.

Finally, Xin Gong dragged the messy raccoon cat out from the corner of the sofa.

Sparta's fur sticks to glutinous rice, and glutinous rice sticks to dust.Miwu had already cleaned Maomao for him when he returned home, but at this time he turned into a little dirty cat again.Sparta lowered his head, whining unhappily.

Diligently taking care of Sparta's beard and paws with dry cleaning powder and wet towels.Cihuamao didn't appreciate it, and kicked Hardworking's chest with his hind legs while struggling.

However, he finally came clean.

Hard work took out a Christmas gift to make peace, a cat litter, which was made by hard work.He bought Icelandic wool and followed the tutorials on the Internet to make a woolen cat bed that can be closed.Not very pretty, but soft and soft.

Sparta stepped on the cat's nest with all four feet, and it was crushed all at once.Sitting upright on a ball of wool, shaking his paws, he looked unhappy.

It doesn't look like you like your Christmas present very much.

"I like it!" Ali protested, "I just want to tell you that I don't like wet paws, I don't like it."

"But I don't understand." Qin Qin said innocently.

Yes, at that time, he couldn't tell whether Lihuamao was really angry, or simply turned around.Xin Qin turned on the air conditioner in the living room, let Sparta sit under the warm air vent and blow his hair, while he stepped aside, sat cross-legged on the carpet and looked at him.

Unexpectedly, after playing for a while, Sparta jumped down from the cat's nest, trotted to the side of Xin Qin, stepped on his legs and nestled into his arms, hooking his sweater with his paws.Puzzled by hard work, he took out the Sparta and put it back into the warm air vent.After a while, the cihuamao jumped out again and returned to Qin Gong's embrace.

Hard work had no choice but to hug the cat, sit under the warm air vent, gently wipe his fur, and use a brush to loosen the fur little by little.He is a little clumsy, but his movements are gentle.The cihuamao was very cooperative, and he was still playing with it, even combing the fur on its belly.Finally, Xin Gong gave Sparta a "deep treatment" with leave-in hair conditioner.After the treatment, Sparta's hair is fluffy, shiny and very beautiful.

Such a beautiful raccoon cat, wearing a red Christmas hat, stepped on the hard-working handmade cat litter, and took pictures of Maosheng's first Christmas special.

"Looking good." Ari nodded and commented on herself.He suddenly remembered that the cat litter that was a Christmas gift seemed to have been gone for a long time.

Ali asked about hard work.Xin Qin said: "I didn't do it well at the time, and it was quickly scratched by you, so I had to throw it away."

Ari is a little regretful.Come to think of it, it's a nice gift.But whatever Miwu gave him, Ali always wanted to hide it.

"It's okay." Xin Qin comforted him, "I gave you a new gift this year."

"What is it?" Ali's eyes lit up.

After a sumptuous dinner, the answer was finally revealed.

Miwu weaves a huge cat litter out of thick wool!

Cat litter that can hold a human laughing!

With a groan, Ah Li jumped excitedly to the edge of the giant cat litter, rolled her arms around the cat litter, then curled up dexterously and stuffed herself in.

What a joy!

Cats like confined spaces, even Ali, who has turned into a human, is no exception.Such a warm and narrow woolen cat bed is his favorite.What's more, here, it is full of the fragrant smell of Miwu's body.Lying in it was like lying in Miwu's arms when he was still fluffy, it was extremely comfortable.He wished he could meow a few times to express his excitement.

Work hard to use flexible brackets embedded in the wool, so that the cat nest presents a certain curvature and will not collapse.It was just right for Ah Li to lie in it.

Ah Li made a fuss by herself for a while, and finally calmed down.He poked his head out and tilted his head to look at Xinqin, "Can you come in together? I want you to come with me." Although the cat nest was comfortable, he wanted to lie with Miwu even more.

Hard work is a bit difficult.This nest has been made as big as possible, but the capacity is limited after all.He didn't have the confidence to be as soft as Ali and able to squeeze himself in.He softly comforted: "This is for you. Later, I will find a way to make a bigger one, so that it can be used by two people."

Ali was a little disappointed, but soon became happy again.Miwu said there would be a way, so there must be a way.

He is the most powerful human being in the world!

In the end, under A Li's insistence, Xin Gong moved the giant cat litter to their bed.He gave up most of the bed space to Ali.Ali hid in the cat's nest, covered with hardworking blankets, and hugged hardworking's arm, and slept happily all night.

The next morning, Ali woke up.Miwu is still sleeping, Ali can tell from his breathing.So Ali didn't make a sound.He lay quietly on his back, buckled the joints of the wool with his fingers, blinked his eyes, and decided to write his first Christmas Eve experience into the memoir of Sparta.

In fact, he has already decided that he will write all the first experiences with Miwu into his memoirs.

Because, in his life, the most worthwhile things to record are all related to Miwu.

It's the first time to celebrate Christmas, the first time to be held in someone's arms, and the first time to get warm wind in winter.

For the first time have a gift of their own.

These little things seem to be meaningless, and no one is willing to record them solemnly, and it seems that it is even more difficult for them to become art with literary value.

However, a floating cloud is originally meaningless; when it is embraced by the sky, it becomes a landscape.A rootless seed is always inconspicuous; when it is fused into the body by the soil, it will bloom a sea of ​​flowers.

I am such an ordinary me, if someone loves me, I am the cutest me.

The author has something to say: outside the nickname, the non-famous writer Bingbing’s poetry anthology publishing business has been hit hard, and he has changed to an underground poet. Here is a new work

"unhappy"

Author: cake

when i'm unhappy

Yun Duo doesn't know

the moon does not know

only meow will know

miu ask me

why are you unhappy

but i can't answer

miu asked me again

Why do cats grow beards?

Haha

it's an interesting question

this world is so interesting

i'm so happy

PS, the mop mentioned in the last chapter is a playful cat with two human feet in the cat story meeting. One human sells beef and the other knits sweaters; Cannabis is Dai Mochi in the clinic, marijuana is blocked

For the story of Christmas Meow Night, you can also turn to the previous chapter where Miwu and Bibing go to the club.

I wish you all a happy Christmas Eve