Finally stayed up until the evening.

The Moretz couple went shopping, trying to put the wealth belonging to the pudding in their pockets, and never came back after going out in the morning, probably somewhere for recreation.

Du Yu didn't know how much money Mrs. Moretz could get every day when she worked here, anyway, it would definitely not be less, the staff who ordered the newspaper yesterday came to collect the money, and she didn't want to give that money, and she also scolded the newspaper delivery, so that there was no newspaper to read today.

There are a lot of black-hearted people, and it is rare for a black person to be like this, for the sake of his future life, he is not willing to let such a woman continue to stay.

Before Mrs. Moretz went out in the morning, she even began to plan for the future, and she was going to deduct 10,000 pounds a week for 12,000 pounds a week! Even in London, where every inch of land is at a premium, this kind of income is definitely white-collar workers, and the small abacus is really good.

Anyway, as long as he thinks of this couple, Du Yu is unhappy, and he can't wait to use the small wooden basin he eats to shoot the two of them to death.

If it's a normal cat, it's definitely a dumb loss, but luckily the pudding isn't ......

Bite the envelope and go out.

This is the second time Du Yu has gone out after becoming a pudding.

The day before yesterday, I was suffocated at home, and I was about to go out for a walk, but I didn't expect that as soon as I got out of the small door, I met an abominable bulldog and yelled at it.

The immoral dog owner didn't have a leash and never cared about this kind of thing before, but for a fat cat who couldn't run fast, it was a matter of life and death, and he immediately ran home when he was chased by the other party.

Now.

Pudding looked out and thought, "Great, looks safe." ”

I have seen a postman dressed in orange with fluorescent stripes on his bicycle.

It was still some way from the mailbox, and it needed to cross the street to get there, so it began to run, dragging the bloated fat flesh and biting the envelope in its mouth.

It had a mailbox on its doorstep, but after Mrs. Ross died, there were few letters, and she was worried that she would not stop at her doorstep.

The pedestrians on the side of the road are like behemoths, and the sewer smells so bad that people may not be able to smell it, but the pudding can smell it, and the disgusting smell makes it nauseous, so it quickly avoids it and walks against the outside of the sidewalk.

People's downward gaze always inadvertently reminded Du Yu that he was no longer human, and many pedestrians were talking.

"This cat is so fat!"

"Hey, it's still holding a letter in its mouth, it's so good. ”

"I think I've seen it, could it be the one who just inherited the inheritance? Harrods is near here, I remember that the cat lives here, I guess that's right!"

"Wow, that's fat!"

The sound of gossip sounded, and some people tried to crouch down and touch it, but they were all dodged by the pudding.

One of the most heard words is "fat", so much so that Pudding has rolled his eyes, and he was ready to lose weight a few days ago, but unfortunately he is in a bad mood and needs food to fill his empty and confused heart, so that he can find some security...... Well, it just can't help it.

It may be stuffed with fat in its head, and once it opens its mouth and starts eating, even if the small pot of cat food is full, it will soon enter its stomach.

When I finally saw the postman, he was just a few meters in front of him, and he was about to ride his bicycle to continue picking up the letter.

silently recited the sentence "thank God" in his heart, and then thought about how he died, how he became this fat cat, and he suddenly stopped thanking.

Panting and speeding over, it was too short for the postman to see it, and had already begun to step on the soles of his feet.

In a hurry, for a moment he forgot his identity, and remembered that he couldn't speak to scare humans, so he opened his mouth and shouted: "Wang!"

It's always a little weird.

When he reacted, the report letter had slipped from his mouth, as a cat actually learned to bark as a dog, Du Yu was ashamed of this, and silently comforted himself that after becoming a cat, his brain was too small and not enough, so he was confused.

It was a little effective, the postman looked to the side, he was also a little confused, and he clearly heard the sound of a dog barking, why did he see a cat?

Out of professional habits, he was super sensitive to letters, and before he could figure out the source of the dog bark, after parking his bicycle on the ground, he came to pick up the letter, thinking that he had accidentally missed it.

I put it in front of me and looked at it, and the strange font on it made the postman think that it might be from the hand of some child, it was crooked and ugly, but there was no mistake in spelling, and it was put in the bicycle crate and mixed with a large pile of letters.

As soon as Du Yu relaxed, he suddenly noticed that his body was hanging in the air, and the postman picked it up and said, "Pudding, how did you run out, I feel a lot heavier, let me send you home first."

Poor old lady Ross decided to leave all her wealth to you before she died, what a lucky cat, even give me a tenth......"

A young postman with red hair and pimples on his face, who walks down this street many times a day, knows where Pudding lives.

I just got tired of running, and I didn't mind taking a ride, so I didn't jump out of the car until I got to the door of my house.

In fact, it was only seventy or eighty meters away, and when it ran before, it didn't feel so close, mostly because its legs were too short.

Finding the door open, he guessed that it was Katie or Mr. and Mrs. Moritz who had returned, and trotted in to the sound of footsteps, hearing Katie calling her name.

"So you're here. Katie smiled, "I'll help you boil eggs tonight, and I also bought some nutritious ointment, try it first to see if it tastes!"

was picked up by her again, and it was only a few days since they met again, but Du Yu felt that he couldn't leave her anymore.

Not only beautiful, but also very good personality, after all, a girl who loves cats, her temper will not be bad.

……

The next day began to wait, from morning to night.

I thought someone would come to investigate the Moretz couple, so I leaned against the window from time to time to look.

It backfired, and no one came until late at night, Du Yu comforted himself, guessing that it might be because the London postman was lazy and hadn't delivered the letter yet.

For the next two days, it was still waiting, but there was still no one to show up, which made it very unhappy.

Mrs. Moretz intensified her efforts and stole so many things, that she did not even intend to let go of the oak table in the kitchen, which was more than 200 years old, and the piano that Mrs. Ross Sr. loved before her death was moved yesterday and sold for more than 60,000 pounds!

Du Yu was so angry that he began to feel that it was a wrong decision to send the letter to the newspaper office, and that he should send it directly to the police station, and he was ready to write another letter and send it out that night.

He thought that the Hiddleston reporter a few days ago had stopped caring about this "poor" cat, which was really wronging the other party.

Mr. Hiddleston had just returned today from a business trip, and was about to catch up all night on the manuscript, when he accidentally found it in a pile of letters, a strange letter from "Mr. Cat......