fierce cat

After the holiday, it will be the Double Ninth Festival. People from the city come to the outskirts of the city to climb mountains, and the tavern is very busy.Fortunately, Du Linglong had asked her cousin to help in advance, so it was easy for Mo Jinze to ask for leave.

Except for the face of the proprietress Du Linglong who was gossiping, asking if she had a sweetheart?The day before the Double Ninth Festival, he was still asking questions after get off work, his face full of curiosity, and he didn't stop until Mo Jinze's neck was flushed.

Qi An didn't come down after going up the mountain with the group of cats, and it was rare for him to safely throw Qi Pang to Mo Jinze.These few days, Mo Jinze has been taking care of Qi Pang alone.Excluding the time to go to the tavern, I was busy almost non-stop, and I experienced the feeling of being a fat brother.

Qi Fat can’t control himself when he eats, he will speed up when he eats, and he will vomit when his stomach can’t bear it, and he will eat as much as he wants. Vomiting and diarrhea, it is simply endless worry.

I have tried my best to crush the medicine and mix it into the food. I have to eat less and more frequently. I have to get up quickly to feed the food when I am hungry in the middle of the night. I have to watch by the side when I eat. Lock down everything you can eat.I have to seriously tell the neighbors, especially Wang Dazhi, not to feed Qi Pang secretly.Even with such careful care, Qi Pang vomited twice before the Double Ninth Festival.

Let's talk about the other end, Qi'an went up the mountain with the cats after eating and drinking.The monks from Tianxia Mountain came back the next day, bringing back new cat bowls bought from the city, and replaced dozens of original cat bowls.The colors are all selected according to the color of the cat, colorful, and all of them are a whole circle larger than the previous cat bowls.When the little novice was feeding, he still filled the bowl to the brim, and when it was filled to Qi'an's cat bowl, he deliberately pressed it with a spoon and added an extra spoonful.

Qi'an was wondering, and the talkative little novice answered his confusion.

The little novice said: "Now the cat bowls are bigger, so you don't have to go hungry in the middle of the night to find something to eat. Prayer, especially you. I heard from the host master that you eat a lot and you will be hungry at night." It’s terrible, so I added an extra spoonful for you just now... Sigh, I hope you don’t worry about going to the cafeteria to steal things, and you don’t want to worry about releasing the fish in the pond. Those who grew up in the temple, like you, have feelings..."

Today's bibimbap is raw beef, which should have been killed yesterday.Before he knew it, Qi'an ate half of the bowl, while the little novice was still talking about it.

"I don't know what happened to Qi Pang. My brother said that Qi Pang likes Donor Mo at the foot of the mountain, so he stays at Don Mo's house and won't leave. Isn't the cat food in the temple delicious? You can't blame the cook if it's not good. Senior brother, they have quit meat for a long time, and they vomited when they smelled it... Originally, senior brother wanted to invite a doctor to see Qi Pang, but Pangpang behaved so well before, we didn't even know he was sick..."

Qi'an finished the meal, half-closed his eyes, and half-lyed on the ground until the little monk finished talking, read scriptures to the dead cow, cleaned up the cat's bowl, and asked, "Qian'an" before washing the dishes. Are you uncomfortable too?"

He just stood up, gave a "meow~" in recognition of his face, left the little novice standing there scratching his head for no reason, and ran away by himself.

On the night before the Double Ninth Festival, a fat cat named Qi Fu, whose whole body was pure black except for its white paws, nestled on a branch of a tree in front of Xiwu’s door, and dozed off listening to the sound of Xi’s chanting sutras.Qi'an climbed over the wall and climbed the house, quietly ran to the branch of the tree, and drove away Qi Fu.

He stood on the branch of the tree, waiting patiently, and while he was waiting for the opportunity, Liao Xi finished his evening class, holding a Buddhist bead, and came out the door.

Liaoxi: "Amitabha, the evening class is over, I pray that you can go back to sleep."

"..." Qi'an half-closed his eyes and jumped from a high branch to a low place, "It's me."

"Qian? You're here." Liaoxi didn't feel scared or panic because the cat suddenly spoke human language, as if he already knew everything in his heart.

"I'm here to find Master," Qi'an jumped again, onto the ground, wagging his tail and walking around, as if he had been struggling for a long time.

In the courtyard, a monk and a cat were silent for a long time, and Qi An whispered: "I ask Master to do me a favor."

"Amitabha, Yeliang, let's go into the room and talk."

On the day of the Double Ninth Festival, Qi An went down the mountain early, holding a slender wooden box in his mouth - it was monk Liaoxi's century-old lotus seeds.

He went into Mo Jinze's house, but he didn't see Mo Jinze's people, and Qi Pang wasn't there either.But he could hear voices, listen carefully, the person and the cat are all next door, he knows that the family raises a lot of chickens.

He jumped up the courtyard wall, and sure enough, in the courtyard over there, Mo Jinze was holding Qi Fatty, and was reading to Wang Dazhi the precautions for taking care of sick cats. understandable text.

Qi'an raised his beard and said in his heart: I'm really serious, both left and right are caring.He can go up the mountain with confidence.

About half an hour later, Mo Jinze finally finished giving instructions, and Wang Dazhi finally hugged Qi Pang, like coaxing a child, gently patted and stroked Qi Pang with his hands, humming an unknown song.

Hearing Qi'an felt sleepy, he yawned big, Mo Jinze looked up and saw him, and smiled.

Saying goodbye to Wang Dazhi, Qi'an locked the box containing lotus seeds to the small underground warehouse in Mo Jinze's kitchen, and went up the mountain with one person and one cat.

Qi'an didn't bother to move, and hung it around Mo Jinze's neck, pretending to be a fox fur, and Mo Jinze was sweating all over in the heat of the mountain in September.Mo Jinze raised his hands, stretched out his neck and forcibly hugged the cat, and held it in his arms.At first, Qi'an was not happy. In order to coax him, Mo Jinze tried to scratch the cat's neck. He stretched out his hand from below and was scratched. The skin was not broken, and there were only three white marks in his arms. Qi'an's threatening voice came, "Don't scratch my neck, don't make an exception."

Mo Jinze didn't scratch upwards from below, he changed his posture to hold Qi'an steady, his slender hands grabbed the back of Qi'an's neck from above, and after a while, Qi'an's comfortable purring came from his arms.

Mo Jinze tried to poke up again, scratching Qi'an's cat's head, but Qi'an didn't resist, instead he raised his head and let him scratch it.

After the service was comfortable, Mo Jinze tentatively said again, "Qian, can I ask a question?"

"Snoring~"

"How did you get that lotus seed?" After wandering around for so many years, I didn't save any money. If it was 100 taels of silver, Mo Jinze could still get it out, but 100 taels of gold... promised but failed. Mo Jinze has always felt guilty, and now he is asking cautiously.

Fortunately, Uncle Cat is in a good mood, so he doesn't care.He quickly answered his question, "Last night, I asked the old monk for it."

"...You didn't do anything, did you?" Mo Jinze was very worried that Qi'an would grab him if he didn't agree with each other.

"No, you are right. The old monk is a nice person. I said I would use it to treat the fat man, but he gave it without saying anything."

Qi'an remembered that the night before, in order to successfully get the lotus seed noodles without changing his face, he exaggerated the fat man's condition without guilt, but he didn't expect the old monk to give it quite simply.He took the wooden box and asked the old monk "Why?"

The old monk clasped his palms together, first chanted "Amitabha Buddha" like a magic stick, and then answered his question, Qian'an's ears moved, and the old monk said: "Humans and cats are both living beings, and there is no difference between them." , The lotus seeds are left alone, it is better to save lives."

But it's better not to talk to nerds about these things, pray for peace of mind.

"That's good." Mo Jinze heaved a long sigh of relief when he heard this, the heavy boulder fell to the ground at this moment.

"Guess," Qi'an was in a really good mood and continued to chat, "What did the monks do in the city last time?"

How could he know what the masters were doing?Mo Jinze said, "What are you doing?"

"They went to the city to buy 86 new cat bowls and came back. When they come back this trip, the fat man will have new cat bowls to use—he also scratches his nose." Qi'an raised his head, and this movement was a bit tiring.After a while, he simply turned over in Mo Jinze's arms, with his belly facing the sky, his tail stretched out from between his legs, his front paws were playing with it, and he raised his head, "It's so comfortable, scratch it."

Mo Jinze obeyed, stretched out a finger to gently grab Qi'an's nose, and scratched the cat faces on both sides together.

Qi'an was holding his tail comfortably, showing a yellow-white belly, the fur on his belly was fluffy, Li Ce was pressed against Mo Jinze's chest, soft and fluffy, it felt a little warm, warming into people's hearts.

At some point, Mo Jinze reached out to the neck under Qian'an's chin. Qi'an narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and let out a comfortable purring sound from his throat from time to time.

One person is happy to serve, and one cat is comfortable.

Those who didn't know thought that this person and cat came to Houshan to climb up and enjoy the scenery to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival.

Walking to the middle of the mountain, Qi An suddenly bit Mo Jinze, there was no bleeding, but he deliberately bit the hand dangling in front of his eyes.

After the bite, not only did he not say a word of comfort, but Mo Jinze also heard an undisguised slander, "Why is it so hard?"

Mo Jinze: "..."

Barely had the next sentence, Qi'an stepped on Mo Jinze's shoulder, and grabbed Mo Jinze's hair with his two front paws, without a trace of sincerity to comfort him, "Thank you, apprentice. According to the plan, you will go to the bamboo forest last time by yourself. Son."

Mo Jinze asked, "What about you?"

"You don't have to worry about it, I'll kill Jing Bog when you run away." After finishing speaking, Qi'an was still not at ease, and warned again, "You must hold Xiao Bog!"

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