Grandpa【Valentine's Day Special】

The cigarette burnt to the mouth of the cigarette unconsciously, Tang Jing was almost dazed and his mouth was burned, so he quickly blew out the cigarette, the cursing around him just stopped, and the alley returned to silence and darkness.

Tang Jing turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone, squatted down, and shone the light on the guy on the ground. It was really a cat, with one eye brown and the other blue. It was scary at first glance, but the eyes were wet, like a cat Like tears.

Tang Jing lowered her head a little, and realized that it didn't seem like it was tears, "What's wrong with you?"

【Look at me, isn't it cute? 】

Tang Jing couldn't get the meaning of this look. After looking at the cat's physique for a while, she knew that it was a little milk cat who was born malnourished. She thought, "It must have been thrown away by someone. It's terrible."

The cat barked again, and stretched out its little tongue to lick Tang Jing's calf. Tang Jing stepped back quickly, "I told you, don't touch me, it's smelly and dirty..."

The cat is a white cat, but most of the visible parts of its body are black, as if it was fished out of a stinky ditch, and there are some black and white bugs of unknown species hidden in the short fluff.

"Tsk..." Tang Jing stood up, "You are asking for good luck, I will take a step first."

Fearing that the cat would catch up, she ran a few steps forward, feeling that she had shaken off the mortal thing, and then walked back slowly. When she got downstairs, the nearly broken voice-activated light did not turn on. Tang Jing didn't know what kind of wind it was, so she insisted on shouting it out before she would go up.

"Roar!"

"Meow~"

"Ha!" Tang Jing stomped her feet.

"Meow~~"

"Hoohoho!"

"Meow meow meow~~~~~~~~~"

"Hey, I'll go to your uncle..." Tang Jing decided to believe in evil, and stopped shouting. As soon as she stepped up, she heard an angry voice behind her, "Meow meow——!!!"

The sound was comparable to the cry before death. Tang Jing was so frightened that one leg trembled in mid-air. She turned her head and found that the cat was chasing up just now. She looked very angry and leaned back. Moved, the four paws tightly grasped the ground, as if it was about to launch itself at any time.

If it weren't for the wet eyes, Tang Jing felt that she would be chased and stripped off by it. In order not to make enemies, she walked over and said tentatively, "HELLO?"

As soon as he made a sound, the little milk cat calmed down, and his body returned to a state of not preparing for battle. He dragged his injured hind leg and walked forward a few steps, wanting to come over and rub Tang Jing.

Tang Jing saw that it was walking very painfully, and suddenly remembered the dead mouse she kicked when she went to buy cigarettes just now, "It's you who I can't kick, right?"

"Meow~"

At this moment, Tang Jing felt that she should take some responsibility. After all, it was because of her that the little life was injured, but now she has no money, no plans to raise cats, and no experience in taking care of cats. Yes, the way she lives now is no different from this stray cat, or even worse.

Tang Jing thought about it mockingly, but decided to give up. She quickly turned around and went upstairs. The cat behind her was too small to go upstairs, so she kept barking below until she saw Tang Jing bring a small bowl.

"Drink some." In the bowl was the milk she hadn't finished drinking. Tang Jing didn't know what cats could eat, but milk is always what all newborn babies need, right?

The dirty cat immediately buried its head in the bowl, sucked and drank a lot, it seemed that it was very hungry, Tang Jing looked at it for a while, thinking that it would be like this, and feed it again tomorrow morning, just treat it as a cat. It's over.

She lit a cigarette, and when the lighter ignited, it rang. The kitten immediately raised its head and looked at her vigilantly, as if she was afraid that she would run away. Tang Jing waved his hand, "Drink yours."

After smoking a cigarette, the cat drank less than a quarter of the milk. Tang Jing squatted down, lifted the kitten's chin with the cigarette case, and let it look at her, "You will find a place to sleep later. For a while, if you have a chance, take a bath, you really stink. Then, I will come back tomorrow morning to give you another milk, after drinking, you go, we will break up."

"Okay, good night." After Tang Jing finished speaking, she went upstairs directly.

The cat at the back didn't know if it understood her words, it stopped barking like a nuisance, and watched Tang Jing leave quietly.

Tang Jing fell into a deep sleep as soon as she fell asleep, and it was the next afternoon when she woke up. She opened her eyes and looked at it for a while, and was about to continue to squint, so she simply slept through the day, and suddenly thought of something , quickly turned over, opened the refrigerator to find a carton of milk, put it in a bowl and took it downstairs.

She thought that the cat might just leave like that, but she didn't expect that he kept his promise and waited for her all the time, and attracted a crowd of onlookers. The older generation just had a lot of free time at home, and each person brought a bowl over. It's enough to support the cat to death.

Tang Jingjin walked over with her slippers on. An aunt saw her and saw the bowl in her hand, and happily grabbed her sleeve and pulled her to the center of the incident, "Little Tang, you also came to see the cat, right? We I've been watching it for a long time, come here quickly..."

What's so good about a cat?Tang Jing would definitely ask this kind of question in the past, but now that life has worn her down to the point where she is no longer curious about weird things, she can just watch it if she likes it, maybe it depends on her short hair.

"Look, this cat has been here since the morning, and the chassis is motionless... We push it and it won't move away, and the bugs on its body bite it and it won't shake off, it's like self-mutilation. There are even more strange things , we took turns to try, and brought a lot of things from home to it, but it just didn’t see or smell it, cats are also picky eaters!”

Tang Jing lazily hummed, pushed aside a few uncles, walked in front of the little milk cat, pushed aside the dishes that looked like offerings, and put down the milk, "Drink."

Then the uncles and aunts were shocked to see that the cat, which didn't eat anything, actually started to drink milk with its head down, and it was so cute and sips.

"It turns out that it wants to drink milk! Alas, why is it still sipping milk when it is away from mother's belly..." The aunts all felt that this cat was too headstrong, "I was so hungry that I couldn't stand still, and I still can't talk. Ken open!"

Tang Jing silently watched the little kitten drink milk, during which time she used a branch to pick out some maggots that were visible to the naked eye. Maybe the cat really found a place to take a bath last night. The white is white. One thing is that the smell is still on the body for a long time.

Another crowd of onlookers noticed something was wrong, "No, isn't there a bowl of milk over there? Does this cat only drink Xiao Tang's milk? It won't eat anything we give it?"

Tang Jing turned her head, "Uncle, speak well."

The uncles and aunts who reacted were all amused. They often tell dirty jokes, but there are very few jokes about young people. After this, everyone knows that this cat is closer to Tang Jing.

"Is it your cat, Xiao Tang?"

Tang Jing: "No."

"Then why don't you take it home and raise it? It might look good after a wash. Then take it to the hospital for a checkup. You'll have a companion in the future!"

Tang Jing: "OK."

Tang Jing still couldn't forget the smell on the back of her feet yesterday. She took off her vest and lightly covered the cat. Then, with light force on her palm, she held the cat in her palm.

This guy was about as long as one foot, and it was only when I caught it in my hand that I realized that it was extremely light, and it was so bony that it squeezed her hand.

An old man came over, "Xiao Tang, how about I give it a name for you?"

Tang Jing thought for a while, then raised her head, "Okay."

"Let's call it Spring Breeze! Spring has just passed, we all miss the beauty of the past, and then give it a foreign name... I think children like that hellokitty cat, why don't we call it HELLO? Or KITTY?"

The spring breeze of reform blows in the door, and HELLOKITTY is waiting at home.

Tang Jing grabbed the cat expressionlessly and turned around, "Forget it, I've made up my mind."

"Huh? What's that called?"

"Fuck."