Endangered animals are being rescued!

Rescuing the eighth brother took a while.

When Jiang Shuangchao arrived at the Diao and Cat Cafe, it was almost eight o'clock, and the draft passed through the office building, and it felt very cool on people.

When he arrived at the store, Tao Jinyin happened to be sending the customer away.

They used rollers to dip cat fur, and took off shoe covers and threw them away. They were very busy.

Jiang Shuangchao walked quietly to the bar counter to pet the sleeping orange cat, and said with a smile after Tao Jinyin was done, "Sister, I'm here to pick up the sugar and go home. I'm sorry to trouble you today."

Tao Jinyin frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on the kitten: "Xiaoshatangju doesn't seem to be very active today. I don't know if it's because I don't feel comfortable leaving you or I feel unwell. Remember to observe more when you go home."

Although there are many kittens, she pulled the little ones out of the nest today except when it was time to nurse.

It actually sleeps on its stomach at other times, Tao Jinyin thinks this is a bit wrong.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Shuangchao also became nervous when he heard this.

Just kidding, he managed to grow the sugar from the size of half a palm to a cute little furball. It must not get sick!

Fortunately, the kitten seemed to be very familiar with his smell, and when he reached in to touch it, he got up and responded.

On the way home, Jiang Shuangchao couldn't help using the "Diagnosis" skill on Granu.

Although he knew that this guy had been sleeping in a cage, it was impossible for him to have trauma, but he still wanted to work hard and do his best to investigate the danger.

He didn't know that Yan Xizhe was groggy today.

It was purely because the system took away 1 yuan and let him return to his body for 10 minutes.

As the president of the Yan family worth hundreds of millions, 1 yuan is nothing to Yan Xizhe.

But when his spirit was indulging in the little orange cat's body, the body on the other side fell into a deep sleep for nearly a month.

During the 10 minutes of waking up, he was dizzy for 5 minutes.

Not only did he have to adapt to the soreness, fatigue, fatigue, and heart palpitations after a long period of sleep, but he also had to endure the concerned voice of his mother who had been accompanying him when he found out that he was waking up.

This gave him a feeling that his body was dismantled and reassembled, and then spliced ​​​​in an extremely noisy concert scene.

Finally, the five senses came back, and he only had 5 minutes left.

In these 5 minutes, he spent 3 minutes comforting his mother, telling her not to be afraid, and that he would never let her white-haired person send a black-haired person.

Then he explained the projects that Yan's Group must win in the next two quarters, and the system reminded that it was only 30 seconds away.

Yan Xizhe only had time to look at his mother, and said to her: "Mom, you don't have to stay by my side anymore... My soul is misplaced, and I will wake up when the time is right... Take care of your and Dad's bodies... Take care..."

He tried his best to say every word, but he was not sure whether his mother heard or remembered it.

This feeling of uncontrollable events running wildly towards an uncontrollable angle is simply terrible!

Moreover, the distress and fatigue in his body seemed to return to the little orange cat's body with his soul.

He couldn't raise his spirits all afternoon, and his body fell into a state of self-protection, letting the kitten sleep all the time.

But what surprised him was that the feeling that the soul was so heavy and the body couldn't hold it began to fade away after Jiang Shuangchao arrived.

Along the way, I smelled his body and listened to his rambling voice.

Yan Xizhe's condition is getting better and better.

After returning home, he was basically alive and kicking again, not at all the sluggishness that Tao Jinyin said.

In short, it was like he was his medicine.

Yan Xizhe stared at Jiang Shuangchao, trying to see from his face where this young man was different.

In Jiang Shuangchao's view, his kitten is like a camera that locks on the target, sniping at him at any time.

Seeing it like this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I think you are quite energetic, so brother can rest assured."

Only then did Boss Yan realize that he had been staring at Jiang Shuangchao for too long, so long that if he had a human appearance at this time, he would look like some kind of idiot.

This cognition makes him, who has been described as cold, iceberg, and only has work in his heart, a little at a loss.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he yelled loudly, "Mi—"

I am older than you!

But he forgot that now he is just a little milk cat who can't even meow normally. This sentence not only did not deter Jiang Shuangchao, but also hooked his cat addiction by the way.

The boy put down what he was doing and started to move the cat.

After a while, the little orange cat lay flat, with its tail between its legs, and began to play dead.

After Jiang Shuangchao confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, he continued to work on the matter at hand.

He consulted a lot of popular science from veterinarians and people who have kept pets for a long time on the Internet, and sorted out the foods that stray cats and dogs are generally forbidden to eat, and the foods that are best not to eat.

Send it to the small shop next to the school that makes custom-made acrylic slogans, and make an appointment to pick it up tomorrow morning.

It is an expression of kindness that the students feed the cats and dogs that are active in the school.

Making signs to tell them what to feed and what not to feed is to guide everyone to put goodwill in the right place.

People who don't keep pets will never know how common chicken bones, apple cores, and chocolate can cause harm to animals.

The painful appearance of the eighth brother today is obvious to all, and I believe everyone can pay attention to it when they see the sign.

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The next day, around eight o'clock in the morning, Jiang Shuangchao went to the store to pick up the signs.

The size of A4 paper, the white characters are embedded in two layers of [-] mm thick transparent acrylic boards, and two holes are punched on the top, which can be hung on the branches by wearing a rope.

Because it is transparent, it will not affect the campus landscape like white psoriasis.

The words are embedded in the board, and the handwriting will not be blurred due to wind and rain.

The boss assures that as long as it is not vandalized, even if it is used by the next freshman to graduate, the handwriting will not be blurred.

Jiang Shuangchao was very satisfied after inspecting the goods.

The price is a little expensive, 20 yuan a piece.

He ordered ten signs, so it was 200 yuan.

In the past, this was worth half a month's food expenses. He must be reluctant to print a few pieces of paper and stick them on the wall.

But now he can get a steady stream of love value from Xiaoshatang.

This made him feel at ease, and he was willing to spend money when necessary.

When he went to hang signs in the woods where stray animals often move, Jiang Shuangchao met the boy who had borrowed his clothes yesterday.

When his small society was considering whether to go over to say hello, the boy took the initiative to come over: "Hi brother! Good morning! It's been a long time, and this is the first time I've seen you come to feed the little homeless!"

Jiang Shuangchao is the kind of social fear that he doesn't get nervous as soon as others open his mouth. Hearing this, he smiled shyly and asked, "Do you come to feed them every day?"

The tall and thin boy scratched his hair: "It's not every day, I'm a member of the School's Little Homeless Protection Association, and I'm responsible for feeding in the morning of [-]."

"You have to get up early on Sunday, you are amazing!" Jiang Shuangchao praised sincerely.

He doesn't sleep much, so he would stay in bed for a while on weekends to enjoy a little relaxation throughout the week.

The boy's hands are now empty, obviously in the state of having finished feeding the cats and dogs.

It is estimated that I got up at six or seven o'clock.

"I can't help it. Little homeless people don't know how to cook and buy food. They have to eat when they are hungry."

The boy's tone was a little helpless, and he suddenly remembered something: "Hey, I still don't know what your name is after talking for so long, my name is Xiong Haohao."

"I'm Jiang Shuangchao."

After seeing the name "Little Vagabond Protection Association" appear, the system's new task reminder floated in front of my eyes.

Jiang Shuangchao mustered up the courage to take out his mobile phone and flashed the QR code: "Well, student Haohao, is the Little Vagabond Protection Association still accepting people? I want to join."

The author says:

There will be another update later, I love you all!