The layout of the old husband and wife of the Zhao family is similar to that of the Qiguan family, with three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom.

There is a set of wooden sofas in the living room, some flowers and plants against the wall, the TV is located on the east side, and there is a long cabinet against the south wall, which is very simple.

The dark cloud covered snow cat had already woken up, crawled out of its own cat nest, stood on the wooden sofa, and stared closely at Zhou Jiu's every move.

A cat and a bird looked at each other through the window glass for a long time, Zhou Jiu flapped his wings, went around the living room, and went to the bathroom on the other side, and looked at the windows of the bathroom and kitchen.

The dark cloud covered the snow cat rushed off the sofa, ran to the window with the glass, looked at the direction in which Zhou Jiu flew, and found that he did not fly far, but made a detour, and after going to the bathroom, he quickly turned around and ran to the bathroom.

The bathroom of the old couple of the Zhao family, like many families, is both a bathroom and a laundry room, although it is not too big, but it is spacious enough.

The bathroom is divided into two rooms with a sliding frosted glass door, and the window opening is more inclined to the bathroom, and the living room is more partial to the bathroom laundry room.

Zhou Jiu flew to the window of the bathroom and stopped, attracted by an old-fashioned washing machine in the bathroom laundry room.

The old washing machine, blue and white, is placed on the other end of the glass door.

Maybe it's to prevent your cat from jumping up and down and falling down, and the washing machine is not like other people's homes, and the lid is used up to disperse water vapor.

On the plastic top cover of the washing machine, there is a packet of laundry detergent printed with the head of a white cat.

The old washing machines of the past were not as automated as the later ones.

There are only a few simple functions of washing and drying clothes, and people have to come up and rinse them by themselves.

There are also not so many safety measures, and from time to time on the TV news, there will be some accidents caused by accidental injuries due to washing machines.

Zhou Jiu watched silently for a while, went through the route in his head, simulated the marching route and combat strategy again, and then turned around and flew back in the direction of his house, ignoring the dead cat at all.

The dark cloud covered snow cat, which had been vigilant and whispered threats, followed from the living room to the bathroom, stopped for a while, sniffed left and right in the house, and then retreated in confusion and nested into his own cat nest.

If you want to win in a fight, sometimes you don't rely on strength, but on intelligence.

Of course, sometimes, wisdom is also a type of strength.

Zhou Jiu landed at the window of his house and flapped his wings, because of the cold air of the air conditioner, the bats and birds that came to cool off at the window suddenly dispersed.

Zhou Jiu jumped twice, ready to enter his window, but as soon as he stood on the window, Zhou Jiu knew that something had come in, and he knew what it was.

Squirrel: "Purr-shh

Zhou Jiu stood firm on the edge of the trash can, looking at the squirrel sleeping with his small chest rising and falling and snoring with happiness on his face, he finally couldn't hold back and lowered his head and pecked.

However, the squirrel who slept to death ignored Zhou Jiu, and felt a pain in his left forelimb in his dream, so he turned over and hid his left forelimb.

By the way, I took out the big gray tail that was suppressed by my own body, and put it on my back as a small quilt.

Zhou Jiu looked at the dazed sleep, hid his left forelimb, and then handed it to his right forelimb under his beak, feeling that he really shouldn't be too wary of this thing.

It's just that you don't sleep in so many places, you have to sleep in the trash can, what kind of hobby is this, is it possible that the trash can is different and comfortable to sleep in?

Zhou Jiu couldn't figure out this guy's thoughts, and he didn't want to speculate on the heart of a squirrel, thinking about the upcoming big battle tomorrow, so he simply flew to the side of the sofa, covered the sofa pillow, closed his eyes, and slept.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Jiu picked up the sofa pillow and blocked the trash can fiercely.

However, it turns out that the soundproofing of the sofa pillows is really poor.

Squirrel: "Purr-shh

Ten minutes later, Zhou Jiu began to look all over the house for duct tape, trying to tape someone's mouth together.

Squirrel: "Purr-shh

Why on earth do squirrels snore?

It's still playing so loudly!

Zhou Jiu, who was sleep-deprived, exploded in an instant, carrying the squirrel with two claws, opening the window and throwing it out.

If it weren't for the limited physical strength of a bird, Zhou Jiu would be eager to pick it out together with the garbage can.

The squirrel got up in a daze, and the huge temperature difference made it very uncomfortable, so he jumped up and ran to the window to look inside, and innocently knocked on the window glass to take it in.

Actually daring to come back, Zhou Jiu rushed over murderously.

Squirrel:???

Zhou Jiu raised his claws and slowly opened the window.

Squirrel:!!!

The murderous aura that came to his face made the squirrel who had just woken up and stared in a daze instantly sober up as if he had been poured down from his head by a bucket of cold water.

It was too late to run, and the squirrel scrambled down and made a sound similar to 'boom' from its throat.

However, it's okay that it doesn't make a sound, and when it makes a sound, Zhou Jiu, who was tormented by the snoring in the middle of the night, is even more irritable.

At half past three in the morning, the community in the dark was silent.

After the precipitation of the previous night, the temperature has slowly dropped a little, and it is the time to sleep, the deepest and most fragrant sleep.

A few squeaks for mercy, the sound of claws running away, the sound of skidding and rubbing the ground in a panic, and the sound of wings flapping, pierced the silence of the night.

But these sounds are not enough to wake up a sleeping person.

The squirrel got into the forest, its little paws picking at the bark, separated by a few trees, cautious, pitiful, looking at Zhou Jiu, who was so irritable from lack of sleep that he was fried, and fried it into instant noodles.

Zhou Jiu flapped his wings and stopped on the branch.

When the squirrel saw that he was no longer chasing, he flattered him like the big golden retriever of Uncle Zuo's family, and wagged his tail.

It's already the middle of the night, no matter how much you rest, your mental and physical strength during the day will still have an impact.

Zhou Jiu suddenly had the illusion that the whole world was preventing him from doing things.

It's really a beep dog, no, it should be said that it's really a beep bird!

Zhou Jiu didn't mind, so he just stopped on the tree and found a place to sleep.

I can't continue to toss any longer, and tomorrow is the time when I need energy.

If you don't have a good rest, running to the dark cloud covered snow cat is simply going to send the bird's head.

This sleep went straight to noon, Zhou Jiu flapped his wings, went back to eat something, and drank water.

I saw a post-it note on the turned off air conditioner with a simplified middle finger drawn on it.

The air conditioner was turned on to 16 degrees, and I slept outside with the window open.

Zhou Jiu could imagine how irritable Qi Guanguan was when he woke up in the morning, it must be like ten volcanoes erupting at the same time.

But he couldn't find where Zhou Jiu was on the spot, so he couldn't roar in front of him.

Holding his breath in his heart, he suffocated himself into a puffer fish Qi Guanguan.

Finally, I couldn't help but draw a middle finger and talk about my determination to kill birds.