"Qiqi! Don't get up yet, don't you have to go to school today?"

Because she slept a little late last night, Li Wanqi stayed in bed for a while this morning, and Wang Huisu came over to get her up.

Sika and Millie sleep in the cat's kennel, and after Li Wanqi wakes up, the first thing he does every day is to touch Sika.

"Sika, don't sleep, get up. ”

"Look, Millie is awake!"

Millie does wake up a little earlier, the wild rabbits like to eat dewy grass, this taste is particularly sweet, in some environments where water is scarce, the dew every morning is an important source of hydration.

Millie ran out of the cat's kennel and went to eat the rabbit food in the bowl herself.

Sika stretched her back and stretched her little paws out of the cat's nest and opened them with all her might, before she yawned and crawled out.

It's super depressing, I don't go to school, I don't go to work, why wake me up so early every day.

After breakfast, Sika and Millie sent Li Wanqi out, and as usual, Qiqi got off the elevator, and Sika jumped on the balcony to watch her leave the community.

Su Qingling and Zhang Nan also came out of the opposite building after a while, and they also left the community together.

Sika jumped off the balcony, ran to the fish tank to feed the little goldfish first, then cleaned up the fish manure, and then ran to the balcony to fertilize the garlic seedlings, and the small cup took some water and gently poured it on the little garlic seedlings' heads.

The small garlic sprouts are already more than 20 centimeters tall, and there is still a small drop of water hanging on the tip of the leaf, and the early morning sun falls on it, reflecting Sika's big face.

Sika stretched out his little paw and punctured the droplets.

Today is another beautiful day!

Although I am now a spirit cat that can cultivate, but I don't practice the exercises, I am also desperate, what else can I do besides basking in the sun every day.

Sika spread out the mop and lay down on it, bathed in the gentle morning light, ready to take a good night's sleep.

Millie is smart enough not to jump on the balcony stupidly, and although she doesn't really like the sun, she still basks in the sun with Sika for a while.

Millie, who loves cleanliness, won't lie directly on the floor, and the last time the piece of paper was taken out by it and spread on the ground, so she spread her feet and lay on her stomach.

But Millie was so energetic that she couldn't sleep, so she had to look around from time to time, or roll on the paper.

Sika noticed that there was a little spider on the balcony, chubby and stupid, probably the size of a soybean grain.

It opened its eyes and looked at the little spider curiously.

The industrious little spider is about to weave a web, from the balcony of the Li family, to the drainage pipe next door, there is a distance of about fifty or sixty centimeters, the little spider is ready to build a bridge here, make a net in the air, catch the passing flying mosquitoes.

Sika lazily lay on the mop, basking in the sun while watching the little spider weave a web, he has had a question since he was a child, how did the spider cross the air and pull the line to the opposite side?

Could it be that it is not possible to fly over?

The balcony is fifty or sixty centimeters away from the drainage pipe, and if the spider wants to put up the first line, it must either jump over it, or release the line first, and then climb from here to the ground, and then climb from the ground to the drainage pipe, and finally straighten the line.

The second method seems to work, but it is only used for short-distance, low-altitude places. The balcony of the Li family is on the third floor, and this little spider the size of a soybean will definitely not be able to run to the ground and run up, there are too many uncertainties in the middle, and if a thread hangs on something else, it will be useless.

This question has been bothering Sika for a long time, and it is only today that it finally finds an answer......

The little spider didn't know that there was a boring big cat watching it not far away, and it was still working diligently, first finding a foothold, that is, the first fulcrum of the net on the balcony of the Li family.

Then, it cocked its little pointed ass and squirted long, thin threads into the air.

Sika wondered, what was this doing, putting a line into the air?

The little spider was not in a hurry and continued to release silk threads, which were much thinner than normal spider web threads, and under the flow of air, these silk threads began to drift around.

There is a small air outlet between the balcony and the drainage pipe, and when the silk line is long enough, there is a high chance that it will hang on the opposite water pipe.

Sika's eyesight was so strong that it could already see several of them falling onto the water pipes.

The little spider doesn't need to look at it, anyway, it occasionally pulls these silk threads with its antennae, and when a few of them can't be pulled, then it will definitely hang on the opposite side.

It doesn't matter if it's not exactly hung on the water pipe, as long as there is a line in the air as a bridge, it can easily cross the air and adjust the line to the position you want.

Sika was stunned.

There is still this kind of operation, it turns out that the little spider is also a salted fish, and it is a bridge with fate.

After the first thread was glued to the opposite side, the spider began to tighten the thread, then used the thread as a support thread, crawled back and forth several times, rewound more silk threads to make the thread thicker, and finally strengthened the drain pipe and the balcony ends.

The spider is an art that relies entirely on instinct to build a large and delicate web on its own.

Relying on the first thread, the spider extends a basic 'Y' shaped structure, which is the first three irregular radii of the spider's web.

Sika watched with relish, the little spider moved quickly, diverging in the center of the 'Y' shape, and after more than thirty threads were laid, the rudimentary shape of a web basically came out.

The next step is to lay the spiral thread and weave it into a web that can catch mosquitoes, and the spider starts from the outer ring, spins the silk little by little, and then glues it to the frame with its feet, and eats the non-sticky thread that was no longer used before.

After about thirty minutes, the cobweb, which spanned fifty or sixty centimeters and hung between the balcony and the drain, was completed.

Seeing the completion of this huge project, Sika was also relieved, in order to catch a few mosquitoes and flies, it is not easy for small spiders.

The web of the little spider is particularly beautiful, like the beauty of numbers, the mathematical imprint of this web is imprinted in its genes, the size of each angle is almost equal, and the length of each section of the line is surprisingly uniform, radiating from the inside out, some shiny in the sun, the breeze blows, and the spider web also shakes gently.

Sika was worried that if the wind was stronger, its web would crumble.

From time to time, Millie looked up at Sika on the balcony, not knowing what it was looking at, but following its gaze, it didn't seem to be anything.

The little spider was done, and instead of crawling in the middle of the web, it hid along the web to a shady corner on this side of the balcony, but its tentacles were connected to silk threads, and it knew as soon as an insect fell into the web.

An unknown fly flew over Sika's head.

Sika grabbed it with one paw, stood up, and threw the little fly into the cobweb.

The little fly was stunned by Sika's swatting, and shook its wings slightly, the cobwebs vibrate, and the little spider hiding on the balcony felt the movement and immediately ran out.

The little spider is in a good mood, and today I was super lucky, just after forming a web, I caught a big prey!

The industrious little spider is the king who will help you.

Sika yawned and went back to sleeping......

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