After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

this is his baby

The living room of Xu Yi's house is not too big.

Because there is no TV, the space saved is used to put the dining table and folding chairs, which does not look cramped.

Du Hanrong and Xu Yi washed their hands, came out of the kitchen, and sat at the table to eat together.

There was a smile on the woman's face again.

"What delicious food did Xiaoyi cook today?" She lifted the covered plate and looked.

After all, the child is still young, and there are not many dishes he can cook. There are only fried meat with celery, egg custard, and a big bowl of spinach meatball soup. Although it is simple, Du Hanrong already feels very happy.

"Xiao Yi is really amazing, it smells so good."

She praised without hesitation, then took the boy to sit down, picked up the bowl, added rice to him, and put it in front of him.

Xu Yi picked up the bowl, lowered his eyes, and ate without saying a word.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Du Hanrong didn't think there was anything wrong, and started to eat lunch in silence. After a busy morning in the factory, she was indeed hungry.

When Du Hanrong added the second bowl, Xu Yi suddenly put down the bowl, looked at her and said, "Mom, you promised before that if I can get the first grade in the final exam this semester, you will give me a reward." .”

He said it very seriously, "Does this still count?"

Du Hanrong paused, looked up at him, then at the little white cat who was still obediently on the sofa.

She did promise her son and really wanted to give him a gift, but she never thought that he would want to have a cat...

Du Hanrong thought for a while, then looked away silently, continued to lower her head to eat, and said: "Xiaoyi, let's talk about this matter later in the evening, mother has to take a lunch break after dinner."

The obviously tired look on her face made the teenager quiet down.

He nodded sensibly: "OK."

After the meal, Du Hanrong went to rest in her own room, while Xu Yi packed up the dishes and went into the kitchen, probably to wash the dishes.

Lin Xingmo, who was squatting on the sofa and pretending to be well-behaved, looked at this and then that again, feeling that the matter of his stay might really be a bit mysterious.

But even if he couldn't stay, he didn't blame little Xu Yi, after all, he was just a child, and he should listen to his parents, and he didn't want to involve the child in being scolded.

Lin Xingmo tilted his head and looked out the window, and began to think about the possibility of finding another long-term meal ticket in this residential building.

At this time, his ears suddenly moved.

Hearing the sound, Lin Xingmo looked behind him.

The young man walked over lightly, holding a bowl in his hand.

Xu Yi looked at the little white cat who had been sitting on the sofa, with a hint of distress in his eyes.

The kitten is so good, why doesn't mother like it?

He reached out and touched the cat's head, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I left you out just now."

Then, he brought the bowl in his hand to the kitten's mouth, "Eat it quickly."

This is the pork that he secretly left behind when cooking. It was boiled in white water and chopped. Although it was not as fragrant as the stuffed buns in the morning, he had heard that cats should not eat too much salt.

He didn't finish the ham sausage left for him in the morning, and he thought it might be because the kitten didn't like it.

Lin Xingmo blinked, then raised his head slightly to look at the boy squatting in front of him.

He is indeed a bit hungry, but...

I don't know why, looking at the young man's gentle and earnest eyes, he always feels strange in his heart, and there is a strange emotion growing, which makes him a little confused.

"Don't you want to eat it? This is meat."

Seeing the kitten in a daze, as if the meat was under his nose and he couldn't smell it, Xu Yi couldn't help frowning.

Is it too small to eat meat?

But eating minced meat in the morning is delicious...

"You have to eat meat to grow up quickly, you know?"

He said patiently, put the bowl on the coffee table, squeezed some minced meat from it, put it in the palm of his hand, brought it to the kitten, and touched its mouth.

Probably finally realized that this was something to eat. Under his eager gaze, the kitten lowered its head and stuck out its tongue to lick it.

When licking, the cat's tongue inevitably licked his palm.

Maomao's small pink tongue, although it has barbs, may be too small, Xu Yi only felt a little itchy, wanted to laugh, but tried hard to hold it back.

He stared at the kitten, and the tips of his ears slowly turned red.

Lin Xingmo didn't notice anything and concentrated on cooking.

The minced meat is very fresh, it has just been cooked for a short time, and it is still warm, not tongue-burning. Although it has no taste, it is surprisingly delicious.

He ate very seriously and cherished the food given to him by the children. After eating the minced meat, he carefully licked the soup off his palm, just like licking a plastic bag in the morning.

After he finished eating, Xu Yi withdrew his hand and placed the small bowl in front of him.

Lin Xingmo looked at him curiously. For some reason, the child's face seemed a little red.

If he didn't eat, Xu Yi became a little distressed. Does he have to be fed before he is willing to eat?

This is not a good habit.

He made a serious face, trying to reason with the little cat, but in the end he was defeated by its ignorant and cute eyes attack.

"Today is the first and last time. You will have to learn to eat by yourself in the future."

The boy spoke earnestly, and was about to pinch the mince again, but in the end——

The kitten lowered its head, got into the bowl and ate.

"Uh..." He withdrew his hand resentfully, feeling a little disappointed.

The kitten's head is not as big as the mouth of the bowl, and it looks like it's buried in the bowl and focused on eating. It's soft, and it doesn't whine to protect the food, but eats very gracefully.

How can there be such a cute and cute cat?

Xu Yi couldn't help thinking, if only he could have a digital camera, he really wanted to take a picture of the kitten and keep it as a souvenir in the future.

Unfortunately, he knew that this idea was unrealistic.

His mother's monthly salary is only a few hundred yuan, and their family doesn't even have a phone, let alone a digital camera.

"Baby, you are so cute."

Xu Yi stretched out his fingers, gently touched the top of the little white cat's head, and said with firm eyes, "I will definitely persuade mom to keep you."

He didn't want to give the kitten to others.

This is his baby, and it belongs to him alone.

Lin Xingmo ate up all the minced meat in the bowl, and when he heard his words, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at him.

After staring at him for a few seconds, he suddenly opened his mouth and meowed meaninglessly.

Still soft little milk voice.

Lin Xingmo couldn't help but shut his mouth, but the boy who heard his cry was very happy.

He grinned, his eyes sparkling and he said: "Thank you for your hard work, I will definitely take good care of you."

In fact, it was just Lin Xingmo who simply called out: "..."

The young man took the bowl away, took a toilet paper, dipped it in water, and wiped his mouth.

Lin Xingmo didn't resist, and even stretched his neck cooperatively, making it easier for him to wipe.

He felt that he was a little bit reluctant to part with this child.

If it were another family, would someone be willing to wipe the mouth of the cat after a meal so patiently?

Obviously unlikely.

After wiping his mouth, Xu Yi went back to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Lin Xingmo jumped off the sofa chair, followed behind him, squatted at the kitchen door, and looked inside.

Boys develop relatively late. The young boy is about ten years old and has not yet entered puberty. His body is thin and small. Standing in front of the sink, he has to tiptoe slightly.

He moved very neatly, he should have done a lot of work, and he finished washing in a while.

Xu Yi picked up a rag and wiped his hands clean.

Just as he was about to go back to his room to do his homework, when he lowered his head, he saw the white fluffy dumpling squatting at the kitchen door, looking at him with a pair of ignorant eyes.

Being stared at by such a cute little elf, he just felt soft inside, as if it was about to melt.

His mother worked very hard. She went out at seven o'clock every day, came back hurriedly at noon for lunch, and then went to work again. She didn't come home until six o'clock in the evening. When the factory was busy, she had to work night shifts.

So most of the time, he is the only one at home.

Although he thinks this is very good, sometimes... he also wishes that someone can accompany him.

Xu Yi squatted down, took the little white cat into his arms cherishingly, and went back to the room together.

He came to the desk and sat down, put the kitten on his lap, felt the soft furball, stroked the cat's fur contentedly, and then began to concentrate on his homework.

Lin Xingmo nestled on his lap, and felt warm all over after a while. In this winter day, it was indeed a comfortable place.

The child's breath was clean and refreshing, he liked it very much, and after eating, Lin Xingmo felt sleepy again.

The body of a kitten really feels like it can fall asleep anytime, anywhere, not to mention such a comfortable environment.

Without any resistance, he rolled his body into a ball, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In a daze, he heard a woman's voice.

"Xiaoyi, mom is going to work. Be careful when you go to school, and pay attention to cars when crossing the road."

"I know, Mom."

"So do you have anything to eat tonight?"

"I want to drink fish soup."

The woman paused, and the voice rang again: "Okay, I'll make it for you when mom comes back."

After quieting down, Lin Xingmo felt a small hand touch his head, and then the boy's voice came into his ears again.

"Baby, you have fish to eat tonight—"

The joy in that voice was clearly conveyed to him, confusing Lin Xingmo.

He can eat fish, why is he so happy?

Lin Xingmo thought in a daze, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Yi reluctantly went out to go to school, and Lin Xingmo was the only one left at home.

I don't know why, after he fell asleep twice, he didn't return to reality when he woke up. This time, the dream was extraordinarily long and clear.

Is this really a dream?

Lin Xingmo squatted on the threshold leading to the balcony, staring at the white clouds floating in the sky in a daze.

The little tail behind him flicked unconsciously, and at a certain moment, the tip of the tail flicked to the front.

"Crack-"

The little white cat suddenly stretched out its front paw, and pressed it on the fluttering tail, then blinked, looking a little dazed.

It turned around and looked back. With this twist, the tip of its tail broke free from the shackles of its claws, and swung it up again.

The little white cat subconsciously chased after it. After circling in a circle, its limbs got knotted, and it snapped again, successfully tripping itself to the ground.

Lin Xingmo: "..."

After realizing what he had just done, he gave a very puzzled expression.

Of course he knew that it was the tail, and it was his own, but his body moved directly past his consciousness, and looking at the tip of the fluttering tail, he still felt ready to move.

It's really... neurotic.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, when Xu Yi returned home, he saw the little white cat squatting by the balcony door, curled up into a small ball, and for some reason looked a little autistic.

He put down his schoolbag, walked over and squatted beside it, and poked it with his fingers.

The little white cat raised its head and looked back at him.

The boy grinned, knowing that there is a little baby waiting for him at home, it's really great.

He reached out to pick up the kitten and said, "I've finished my homework and I'm going out now. Do you want to follow me? If you want, just meow."

Lin Xingmo looked at him: "Meow."

The young man smiled cheerfully, stood up, put him in his pocket, shook him lightly with his hands, and gave instructions in a low voice.

"Then you have to stay inside obediently and don't run around."

The author says:

It is best not to take domestic cats out casually, as they are prone to stress——

It was on the list today, and the collection is not so good, maybe it's a problem with the name?Do you think it can be changed orz