Uncle Zhao supported Aunt Zhao, who had weak legs, and in a hurry, he hugged the cat on the ground like a cat who had just gotten off the roller coaster.

"Hey, what's wrong with your little ancestor?"

The dark cloud covered the snow cat with its eyelids, glanced at its master, and meowed very aggrievedly.

This is the first time that the dark cloud covered snow cat came to settle in the Xianyuan community, and it was the first time that he was so aggrieved, as if he had lost a fight, and complained about his grievances.

This kind of anomaly is also a bad omen.

Aunt Zhao held on to the sofa, bent down to pick up a piece of teapot fragment on the ground, and recognized this piece of crushed terracotta slag.

This is the old man of his own family, the old purple clay pot that has been used for more than ten years, and he is so distressed that his eyes are dark.

"Little Ancestor, what's wrong with you?!"

The same sentence, 'Little Ancestor, what's wrong?'

The previous sentence is distressed about the depressed spirit of his cat.

The latter sentence is a terrible question.

Aunt Zhao got up and walked inside and outside the house, turned around twice, and there was tea in the living room, and the tea was still soaked in various fragments.

In the kitchen, spices were scattered all over the floor, and a string of plum blossom footprints were pasted with flour and soy sauce, all the way to the bathroom.

The bathroom is pretty good compared to the messy living room and kitchen.

As long as you don't look at the pile of weirdly colored cat food paste, and the inexplicable miscellaneous laundry detergent, toothpaste, toothbrush, towel and apron in the washing machine, you can still see the past.

It's just that it's going to be cleaned up for a long time!

Aunt Zhao went into the bedroom to take a look, but the bedroom was peaceful, except for the tape that disappeared from the screen window.

Zhou Jiu stopped in the grove with duct tape in his mouth, trying to dig a pit and bury the incriminating evidence of the two feathers.

The squirrel stood on the branch and probed his head to look at it, and in order to see more clearly, he thought he was particularly careful.

In fact, he stepped on a piece of bark slag, and even smashed some on Zhou Jiu's head, which was already discovered by Zhou Jiu.

Zhou Jiu looked up and looked at the sneaky squirrel.

The squirrel swooped, hid behind a branch, and only hung down a fluffy, gray fluffy tail, which wagged nervously twice.

"You ......"

There was no one in the grove, and although Zhou Jiu spoke smoothly, he only said a few words considering the stupid squirrel's comprehension ability.

"Get down!"

The squirrel pretended not to hear, and at the end, quietly scooped up his tail and carried it in his arms.

Zhou Jiu spread his wings and flew up, landed on the branch, stretched out his claws, poked and covered his eyes, pretending not to know anything, and was covering his ears and stealing the bell of the stupid squirrel.

Then he picked up the frightened squirrel that almost became the first to fall from a tree and die.

Squirrel: "Boom......"

Why do squirrels still babble?!

Forget it, even snoring, it's not unusual to be able to snor.

Zhou Jiu flapped his wings, stretched out his paws to hold the squirrel's head, and motioned it to look down, the squirrel was originally looking at what Zhou Jiu was doing below, but now that Zhou Jiu was looking at it, it was not happy, and twisted its head.

Zhou Jiu directly let go of his claws, causing a brain meltdown on its head, and the squirrel was louder.

"Dig the pit, bury it. ”

Squirrel:???

Zhou Jiu took the squirrel down the tree and went into battle in person, showing it how to dig a hole in the ground, then put the tape sticking to the feathers in it, and finally bury it.

Zhou Jiu, who unknowingly completed the whole process: "......"

The squirrel stretched out his paws like a baby and patted the pit that Zhou Jiu had just filled in the soil.

What do you say I want you to do, Zhou Jiu indifferently pushed the squirrel away, feeling that the bird was very alive, with ups and downs.

It couldn't have been better.

Zhou Jiu turned around and flew back, slumping on the sofa like a dead bird.

At the end, I forced myself to get up, closed the web page on the coffee table computer, and deleted by the way, such as: What should I do if the cat at home falls into the washing machine?

What to do if a cat vomits?

Will cats that vomit cat food be in danger of life?

Is it going to die if the cat is depressed?

Various questions and interviews similar to those described above.

Zhou Jiu suddenly remembered a cartoon he had watched, in which a cat and a mouse fought against each other all day long, smashing the house to a mess, but he thought that he really killed the other party by mistake, and then tried his best to save the other party.

I used to watch it and was really a little moved by this kind of plot of killing and falling in love, but now I know how sick it is when I do it myself.

On the other hand, what Zhou Jiu didn't know was that the dark cloud covered snow cat had recovered its vitality, and while the old couple of the Zhao family were working hard to clean the house, they repeatedly tried to sneak out and retaliate back.

But the old couple who were relaxed on the surface, but actually determined, and strictly guarded the policy, joined forces to block it back.

The old couple has always been sharp, and the hand-in-hand mahjong of the old couple of the Zhao family on the mahjong table has cut all the surrounding major teahouses and mahjong, invincible.

In the past, it was not true for various reasons, but now that I am in my heart, I will work together to block a cat, and it is still not a problem.

On the other hand, what Zhou Jiu didn't know was that the evidence of the crime that he had just worked hard to bury with his own paws was gouged out by a stupid squirrel when he turned his head.

The nature of squirrels to store food drives them to bury food in the soil from time to time, and when they bury too much, they will even forget where they have buried themselves.

And this stupid squirrel, let it dig and bury things, it pretends not to know, and it can dig things up more than anyone else.

The tape, covered with dirt and dead leaves, was a bit heavy for the squirrel's size, and the squirrel hesitated, tearing off the two black, white-spotted feathers that had been glued to them, and hid them in his hollow with joy.

Qi Guanguan and Xu Yin finished shopping and went home with big bags and small bags.

As usual, Zhou Jiu, who also turned on the air conditioner and covered the sofa pillows, tore it up before going to wash up and chat and play.

Zhou Jiu didn't know where the girl came from to talk so much, and it was really a purposeless nonsense.

Qi Guanguan: "Yinzi, do you know that the star who has been very popular recently is the male star who plays the senior?"

Xu Yin: "You know, his lips are super beautiful!"

Qi Guanguan: "Is it like YSL029?"

Xu Yin: "Yes, gentle and white!"

Qi Guanguan: "If you want to be white, you can eat almond powder!"

Xu Yin: "Yes, yes, the macaroons at the intersection are delicious!"

No purpose, no clue.

What is YSL029, some kind of bullet model?

Zhou Jiu was bored on the sofa, fluttering and rolling, and then stood up and flew to the window to listen to the sound.

In that familiar place to the west, someone was on the phone, and it seemed that the topic was still calling the veterinarian.

Ten years ago, the pet hospital was not as much as the future would bloom everywhere, and the general pet was sick and sent to the nearest "animal husbandry station" or something like that.

This kind of place is an old veterinarian and reliable.

And compared to the pet hospital that will be 1,000 smaller than shaving and tying in the future, I don't know how much cheaper.

Aunt Zhao was calling the nearby Mayou, who is also a veterinarian at the animal husbandry station, to ask what was going on with her dark cloud covered snow cat.

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