Did Yinshi overturn today?

Cats will do anything to beg for food

Fu Heihui, five years old this year, obviously inherited the precious blood of the Ten Shadow Art from the Chanyuan family, but changed his surname to Fu Hei because of his father's marriage. The line drifts away.

But I don't care about it.

A long time after the old man disappeared, Madam Fu Hei seemed to have received some news a while ago, and ordered a luxurious meal for Fu Heihui and Jin Meiji after a long absence.

Fu Heihui guessed where the other party made a fortune.The small dining table was full of high-end ingredients that had never been seen before. He peeked at the receipt, and Fu Hei was instantly shocked by the numbers on it. In the next second, he thought of Jin Meiji's favorite TV drama.

Parents always seem to be extraordinarily good to their children because of guilt before they lose their children, and then develop plots like suddenly taking their children to an amusement park to have fun.

Facts have proved that Fu Heihui's association is not completely unreasonable. Another point is that for parents who want to lose their children, amusement parks are not the only way to go.

There are also parents in the world who find it troublesome to create their last memories together at an amusement park.

When the siblings awoke the day after that impressive meal, there was no woman in the house.

Tsumiki, who hadn't spoken since the dinner yesterday, looked around the room.Women's clothes and shoes are all still there, and travel necessities such as driver's licenses and credit cards are gone.There is a stack of not-so-thick cash in the entrance, which is all the current assets of the entire Fuhei family.

Tsumiki counted silently, then took out half of the banknotes and handed them to Fu Heihui, and put the rest in his pocket, and heated up the leftover ingredients from yesterday in the microwave oven in a dignified way, and put Each other's bento was also prepared, and they touched the little brother's sea urchin head reassuringly.

After a hasty breakfast, the two went to school as usual.

The child knew more than the adults imagined, and without further communication, both of them understood that they had been thrown away.

Mrs. Fuhei did not leave much money, and Jin Meiji wanted to use the half of her own to maintain the family as much as possible, so that her brother could at least have a good meal at noon.

However, Fu Heihui is not a heartless guy. He spent the money in the right place. He ran all the way after school every day. Lots of discounted food.

Unfortunately, due to limited funds, even if the two lived frugally, they only lasted about a month.

Just when Fu Heihui recalled what could be sold at home, and even began to think about whether anyone would accept his five-year-old self as a job if he dropped out of school, a strange white hair came to him.

The strange white hair said a lot of strange things, probably his father sold him, and then Mrs. Fu Hei ran away with the money from selling him.

Fu Heihui thought of the sky-high price of small tickets at that time, thinking that she was quite valuable.

Baimao looks suspicious, wearing a black uniform with purple in the middle, and sunglasses like a charlatan. He is over 1.9 meters tall and shrouds Fu Heihui in the shadow like a hill. , but Fu Heihui can still clearly realize that this white hair is very strong.

Rejecting Baimao's remarks about returning to the Zen Academy, Baimao seemed satisfied and squashed Fu Heihui's fried hair, saying that he would take care of the rest and don't worry.

A sense of crisis arose suddenly, and the fact that her own destiny was in the hands of others made Fu Heihui deeply realize her own weakness.

Baimao didn't know anything about the influence he had caused, turned his back to Fu Heihui, and said with emotion as if encouraging: "Become stronger, so strong that you won't be left behind by me."

Fu Heihui came back to his senses, grabbed Baimao's clothes, and asked, "So I think you invested in my future, that's what you mean."

Gojo Satoru nodded in acknowledgment.

"Then please lend me some money." Fu Heihui said, "I will repay you double in the future."

Gojo Satoru reacted for a second, then realized the financial situation of the remaining two Fuguro's family, both of whom had just entered elementary school, and without further questioning, he took out his wallet and gave all the cash in it to the person in front of him who was not as tall as his own thigh. child.

"In the future, I will double the return, don't forget." Wujo Wu thought for a while, and then said, "I will also send money regularly in the future. Of course, it is all accounted for."

"The future will be very hard, so be aware."

Fu Heihui, who got the money, thanked him politely, a big stone in his heart fell to the ground, and at the same time another string in his heart became tense.

According to Bai Mao, talented people will awaken their own spells when they are 4-6 years old.Fu Heihui is now at this critical stage. Recently, he occasionally feels that his own shadow is weird. He thought it was an illusion, but now he thinks it might be related to the spell.

I don't know how my choice today will affect the future...

After all, Fu Heihui was still a child, and when he encountered such a complicated situation, his heart would be a little turbulent.

As usual, I went to the supermarket to snap up specials. Because it was later than usual, there were a lot of shortages. I frowned and bought rice balls with red pepper powder that I hated.At the time of checkout, I saw canned cat food, buy one get one free, which is not as expensive as rice balls.After hesitating for a long time, Fu Heihui finally bought it.

Although Fu Heihui has a cool face, a five-year-old kid is not very cool no matter how tough he is.Hobbies like liking small animals are very small.

When the pressure is high, it is necessary to find small animals to restore blood.

In this way, Fu Heihui met the second Baimao in his life who had a profound influence on him in the park he often went to.

—A silver fur, to be exact.

It is now late autumn, the temperature has begun to drop, and the leaves have all turned yellow, hanging on the branches with difficulty, like the hair of a middle-aged man, without the need for strong winds and waves, they will fall down when the breeze blows.

This park is remote and has few facilities. Usually, few people come to it. There are only a few benches for people to rest under a few big trees.

Now on the bench facing Fu Heihui, there is a person lying down.

It was a man, lying on his back on a bench, wearing a kimono with a black lining and a blue wave pattern on a white background.Fukurohui noticed that the man didn't wear the kimono properly, and exposed his entire right arm. In this season, he was wearing short sleeves.

The other party hadn't moved for a long time, and his body was covered with a thin layer of fallen leaves, so he couldn't see his face clearly, only the rare silver natural curls stubbornly poked out sharp corners from the dead leaves.

A homeless man who lives in a park.Fu Heihui judged in his heart.

Fu Heihui looked back uninterestedly, and walked towards the bushes where she often feeds cats.The falling speed of fallen leaves is obviously faster than the cleaning speed of sanitation workers. There are also layers of fallen leaves piled up in the park. After the water evaporates, the leaves are crispy and crispy. It sounds like some fried food. It sounds weird gluttonous.

At first, I wanted to pet the cat to calm my mood, but today the cat may have other social activities, and Fu Heihui waited for a long time, but there was no sign of the cat.

Backed away in disappointment, leaving the opened can where it was, and holding the other in his hand without giving up, what if we meet again along the way?

After arranging everything, Fu Heihui planned to leave.When I returned the same way, I saw the curly-haired tramp again. His posture was exactly the same as in the previous impression. The only difference was that the amount of leaves on the opponent's body had accumulated to more than twice the original amount.

In this season, the temperature of the body surface is lower than it actually is, and that person is buried by leaves and does not move, which inevitably makes people think too much.

...Could it be sick?

Fu Heihui came to the bench with some hesitation, put the can next to the man's head, and tested the man's breath with his hands free.

——As a result, the man suddenly came back to life, and quickly snatched the can away.

Fu Heihui's face was blank: "You...?"

The silver-haired man said solemnly: "You want to feed the cat, right? But because Mr. Cat has something to go out, you are sad, right? It's okay, give me the can, and I will help you feed it."

...were you awake just now?

Fu Heihui said with a blank expression: "Please return my canned food to me. If necessary, I will feed it myself. I don't need others to replace it." And you look like you want to eat by yourself.

"Don't be so cold." After being rejected, the man didn't care, and continued to try to persuade the other party.

"Have you ever heard that phrase? That's it. It's always there in the comment section after someone posts that they gave cats raw flesh and blood."

Fu Heihui looked back in confusion, the man had an inscrutable expression on his face, pinched his throat and imitated: "[As we all know, before humans invented cat food, wild cats would cook and eat in the wild by themselves] or [Everyone don't worry Wild cats, just like domestic cats will have excrement shovelers to feed and serve them, wild cats will also have wild people to give them happiness] and so on."

"...What exactly do you want to express?"

"I've already said this, don't you understand? Do I have to tell Ah Yin myself! You are happy to see Ah Yin and me so downcast, right!?"

"Don't blame others for your failure!" The young Fu Heihui seemed to be the only adult present, and he said indifferently, "You are really incomprehensible. I'm too lazy to talk to you, just give me back the can!"

"I see, I actually..."

"No, I don't care, give me the can back."

Under Fu Heihui's gaze, the curly-haired man who called himself "A Yin" let out a loud sob.

Fu Heihui has never met this kind of person in his short five-year life, who pretended to cry so sincerely to a child, and he couldn't do it for a while.

Curly continued to use exaggerated acting skills: "I am that one."

Fu Heihui didn't pick up on it, and even felt that he had encountered the "fraud from subordinates" reported on TV.

The curly hair seemed to be about to say something shocking, and leaned into Fu Heihui's ear and whispered: "I'm a savage."

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