Selfish and Good Guys

Just when the selfish ghost was about to pass out from the pain, a burst of abuse came over: "You dead cat, you actually scratched me!"

This is... the old man's voice?

Selfish raised his head, as if seeing hope again.

I saw the old man holding a bamboo pole and chasing the old man to beat him.The good old man avoided the old man's bamboo pole and led the old man to run towards the selfish ghost.

The old man soon found out that the selfish ghost was being besieged, and he couldn't care less about the good old man, so he beat the cat besieging the selfish ghost with a bamboo pole: "What are you dead cats doing here, get out of here!"

No matter how fierce a cat is, it is also afraid of people, let alone people with weapons.The cats got hit by the old man's bamboo poles and ran away quickly.

The old man threw away the bamboo pole, walked over to the selfish ghost and picked it up, cursing and saying, "I won't beat you to death next time I see these dead cats."

He looked at the wounds on the selfish ghost, and sighed: "Why did you bite so hard, you won't die?"

The Selfish Ghost gave a weak "meow" to indicate that he was still alive.

There is no pet hospital in the countryside, so the old man can only simply treat the wounds on the selfish ghost, and then put it in the nest made of rags: "I don't know if this cat can survive, alas, what a pity."

The selfish man lay in his nest, howling feebly.It hurts all over its body, and it hurts so much that it wants to die like this.It wanted to lick the wound on its body, but it didn't even have the strength to turn back, so it could only let it hurt.

The selfish man closed his eyes, trying to escape the pain with sleep.

At this moment, a moist touch fell on the wound.The pain eased, and the selfish man sighed in comfort.

"If you bear with it, it won't hurt after this period of time." The voice of the good old man sounded from behind, and the anger in the selfish ghost's heart was ignited instantly.

"Go away! I don't want you! You hypocrite!"

"Don't move around," the good old man pressed the selfish ghost, "It doesn't matter if you want to beat or scold, we'll wait until you recover from your injuries."

Although the selfish ghost wanted to refute it a few words, but his body was too painful, so he had to lie back in the nest indignantly: "Even if you licked my wound, I won't thank you, hum!"

With the help of a good old man to lick his wounds, the selfish ghost soon fell asleep.It was woken up by pain several times at night, and a soft tongue would help it lick the wound immediately after a little movement.

The selfish ghost woke up the next day and found that the pain was not so great.It knew that the good man guarded him all night last night, and helped him lick the wound when he cried out in pain, but he still felt angry.

It glanced at the good old man who was lying beside it and had fallen asleep, and made a "hum" and prepared to stay away from it.Unexpectedly, as soon as it moved, a heart-pounding pain came from its rear left leg, which made it fall back to its seat immediately.

With a panic in his heart, the Selfish Man licked his wounded leg, stood up again, but fell back immediately.

The selfish ghost was a little scared. It tried again and again without giving up, but it ended up falling down every time.

After another fall, the selfish ghost finally couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and began to cry softly.

The good old man woke up in a jerk when he heard the cry, and anxiously circled around the selfish ghost: "What's wrong with you? Does it hurt again?"

The selfish ghost felt even more sad when he heard the good man caring, and cried loudly: "My leg is broken, I can't stand up... woooo...I want to stand up, I don't want to lie here for the rest of my life..."

The good old man licked the selfish ghost's eyes, and said softly and calmly: "Don't worry, your leg is only temporarily injured, and it will be fine in a few days."

The selfish ghost stopped crying when he heard this, but still asked worriedly: "Really...really? You didn't lie to me?"

"Really. My leg was injured before, and it will heal after a few days." The good man sat down beside the selfish ghost, "But you can't run around these few days, you need to take good care of it."

After being confirmed by the good man, the selfish ghost immediately felt relieved.It wiped away the tears from the corners of its eyes, and buried its head down, as if it felt a little ashamed of itself just now.

The good old man didn't expose it, and squatted beside it to help it lick its fur.

Because the Selfish Ghost was injured, the old man's food was much improved.Not to mention meat, there is even milk in every meal.

It was the first time for Selfish to drink milk, and he liked the milky white liquid very much.It put its head all the way into the bowl and drank it with a big gulp.

The selfish ghost remembered the good man only when there was only a small half of the milk left. He raised his head, reluctantly pushed the bowl of milk towards the good man, and said coquettishly, "I can't drink any more, so I'll drink it for you."

The good old man saw his thoughts clearly, and shook his head: "I can't drink this, I had diarrhea after drinking it last time. If you can't drink it, save it for the night."

The selfish man was delighted to hear this, and regretted that the good man could not drink such a delicious thing.It stretched out its front paws to grab the bowl, and asked again: "You really don't want to drink? This is delicious."

The good old man pushed the bowl in front of the selfish man: "I won't drink it, you can drink it."

So the selfish ghost is in a good mood.Meidi drank the rest of the milk and even kept the bowls clean.

Unexpectedly, the problem came at night.

After dinner, the selfish ghost was recuperating in his nest when he suddenly felt cramping in his stomach, accompanied by the sound of "gurgling".

The selfish ghost groaned inwardly, tightening its tail and trying to run out.Reluctantly, its legs were not up to snuff, and it struggled hard but could barely get out of the cat's nest.

The selfish ghost lay on the ground and tried to stand up but couldn't.The feeling in the back became more and more intense, and it couldn't help crying, the crying was helpless and sad, and there was a little grievance.

The good old man who was still eating outside immediately ran over when he heard the crying, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Is your leg hurting again?"

As if seeing the savior, the selfish ghost raised his head and shouted at the good old man, "Quick! Take me to the toilet!"

The toilet that the selfish ghost talks about is naturally not a tall cat toilet, but a piece of soil behind the old man's yard.

The good old man took the selfish ghost outside, and before the selfish ghost could rest, a hot stream came out from behind.

The old man looked nervous: "Are you having diarrhea?"

The selfish man solved his personal problems, and the whole cat felt a lot easier.It glanced at its own excrement, raised its head and yelled angrily at the old man: "It's all your fault, you know that drinking milk will cause diarrhea, why didn't you stop me!"

Seeing the selfish ghost roaring in anger, the good old man guessed that it should not be serious, so he was relieved.

"Speak up! You're guilty, aren't you!" the selfish ghost was still yelling.

Faced with the selfish ghost's questioning, the good old man is also very helpless.How did it know that cats would have diarrhea after drinking milk.Even before today, it didn't even know what milk was.During the day, it told the selfish ghost that drinking milk would cause diarrhea, but it was just because the selfish ghost liked drinking milk and couldn't bear to snatch it.

The selfish ghost yelled for a while, but seeing the good old man remained silent, his voice gradually dropped.In fact, it understands that it is impossible for a good man to harm it, but it just can't help but yell at the good man.If you have to find an explanation for its behavior, it may be out of embarrassment!

"It's so cold outside, I want to go back." The selfish ghost stretched out his claws and scratched the good old man's neck.

The good old man didn't care about its unreasonable troubles, and took it back without complaint.

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