My cat bones trembled as if they were about to fall apart in the next moment.

When my brother comes, he will stomp his feet and trample them into pieces......

I couldn't help but feel a chill to my bones.

Suppressing fear, looking at the stars and moon through the window screen. Lan Gui Chengying is lonely and cold, the sound of flowers falling is shallow, and the rain in the short corridor is lightly hit, disturbing a night's dream.

Cat's eyes were already more alert in the dark, and his slender shadow jumped from my eyes into my heart.

I clung to the cold wall as my brother approached, his steady breathing and footsteps like boiling water, pouring on my already thin cat.

He is vicious, what he does is against morality and morality, and he is good at disguising himself with a gentle and humble attitude. What is the lovesickness for him, the friendship for him, is that I, a half-stupid goblin, have been bewitched and calculated.

Pushing down the lamp with difficulty, he wanted to suppress the brother who came over, his strength was not what I could predict, and with a wave of his hand, the glass lamp shattered all over the ground.

I ran out of the door in a panic, my long, heavy skirt dragging on the floor, my steps not very brisk. How can it be so light to escape from the clutches, and it is not enough to grind a few catties of bones into soup.

There was a force of gravity behind me, and I was so impartial that I hit the wall in front of me, my bones were cracking, and the pain immediately penetrated into my lungs. Before I could utter a groan, the man behind me approached and turned me over with a spell, and my face was clearly confronted with him.

He shuddered, and his face was solemn.

"Brother. "I dragged the cat against the wall and looked pitiful to him. His long eyebrows were lowered, and his eyes were worried, trying to pull his mercy and not kill.

He closed his eyes and suppressed his thoughts, crouched down, and said, "What do you see? What are you doing here?" He reached out from his long sleeves to touch my cheek, and there was a slight blood stain on his fingers, and the fishy smell hit my nose and made me uncomfortable.

"Don't be afraid. ”

"Come with me. ”

I bit his palm, and a hundred cats would not dare to go with him. When I raised my eyes, I saw that his face was as light as warm water, and the smell of blood on his hands became thicker and thicker in my mouth.

Spit out his bloody hand, and without saying a word, pushed him to the ground, he was like torn rice paper.

I used all my strength to hold up my weak bones. The strange thing is that he has been gone for a long time, and he has not found it.

Fortune and misfortune are uncertain, love and hatred are difficult. The front is afraid of happiness and thinness, and the back is afraid of unprovoked traces.

The long alleys are empty, the drizzle is like a flocculent, and the lead-colored world is bleak and silent. I finally couldn't resist the pain in my body, and turned into a soft kitten, and collapsed on the ground weakly.

The cat hair all over my body is wet and clicky, and if I am twisted up, a bucket full of water can quench my thirst for several days. I couldn't help but feel a pain in my bones......

The cat's head drooping with water, and his eyelids can't resist the hammer of the raindrops. The evening curtain was torn apart, and the early dawn was cold, but there was still a cow's hairy rain.

There were endless pedestrians, and the girl and the son traveled together in the long building of this ancient alley, and a wet oil-paper umbrella filled the alley.

But none of the kind girls and sons saw me, and the wet cat lay in the corner of the wall, and I thought that it would be nice if someone would carry me under the eaves to hide from the rain.

I licked my own cat hair, and it didn't dry out. Sorrow comes from it, sorrow comes from it. When the cat's brain was dizzy, I felt a pair of soft palms pick up the wet and heavy me.

I was put in a basket with a curtain over it, and it was dark.

Oh hoo.

I want to be taken by the Rausch cook, my cat has a short lifespan, and it will be eaten when it is rained. Anyway, I'm alone, and I don't have much to live for.

I hope the cook will cook me better.

Sure enough, she is really a very professional chef. This time, she carried me into the overcrowded vegetable market.

The shouting and shouting continued, and the sound of bargaining came and went. I shuddered, thinking that she was going to buy some side dishes to stew with me, but too, it was not good to stew a cat alone.

"How to sell it......"

"A pound and eight dollars ......"

"Black-hearted!

This demon girl's voice is so touching that I shed cat tears.

"I've traveled north and south, and Rausch has never seen it. ”

"A pound of vegetables in Jiangdu is not so expensive, and another stall is two dollars less than you......"

I secretly consoled myself that everything was like a floating cloud, like a floating cloud. After a walk and a walk, the food basket was almost full.

These fruits and vegetables were crowded with me, and at first I felt uncomfortable. But thinking about it, I have to steam it in a pot with them at that time, and I can't help but feel a sense of affection for these fruits and vegetables.

I slumped in it and slept for an unknown amount of time, and when the cook lifted the curtain, I was poured out with my fellow melons, fruits and vegetables.

The cook's eyes twinkled, and she took out a dry towel and rubbed it for me. My cat was rubbed dry, and I pinched the fur, and sure enough, there was not a drop of water stains.

A feeling of comfort all over the body.

I opened my eyelids and saw this cook lady, who looked delicate, with very standard curved eyebrows and big eyes, thin lips and pink cheeks.

But when I turned my head and thought about it, I was not familiar with the demon girl, and I couldn't count the whole cat's paw in the restaurant I visited.

"Tsk, it's not fat enough!"

She put on her apron, pinched my arm and pulled my leg, and my heart beat like a drum.

It's the first time I've sat on a chopping board like this.

"The meat is a little fluffy and the taste is not good. The cook put the kitchen knife she was about to pick up. My chest tightened, and the knife was a little more refreshing, and I was sweating like this.

She shook her head in displeasure, and turned her head to cut the fruits and vegetables on the side, afraid that I would not be able to enter the pot at this time. Thinking that this dried melon, fruit and vegetable will go before me, I can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Later, she kept me as a pet.

Making a pet for the cook was my childhood dream, and the food and drink were so good that I died.

In the past few days, I have found out that this mansion is not the mansion of my brother and his cousin! This cook is my cousin's personal cook. Known as the first-class chef in Gangneung, I have coveted it for a long time.

But she didn't just keep me, she raised a lot of birds, and there were seven or eight birdcages.

She doesn't just play with pets, the chef's duty is to cook impeccable dishes.

Most of the other famous chefs are not only highly skilled, but also pay more attention to the perfect food, otherwise the dishes cooked with non-quality ingredients will not be called delicious. One of her unique features is the high-quality ingredients, starting from waste materials and raising them by herself.

This chef doesn't like to use high-quality ingredients, and she is self-reliant and raises a lot of good ingredients, but because of one word, poor.

If I were another cook, my skinny cat would have been thrown away, and I would still be able to eat and drink like this cook. Although I know that I will still die in the end, I am comfortable for now and I don't care about anything else.

It was only two days later, and when she saw that she had dismantled the bird cage and caught a bird, she was especially pleased: "But I fattened you, and I prepared this pot for you." ”

I lay in my nest and prayed to the fat bird.

The bird panicked, flapped its wings, and after a while turned into a human body. It turned out to be a harpie, but he was paralyzed on the ground, and when he looked closely, he found that one of his arms had been broken.

He cried to the cook: "Wan Niang, I can't get out of the pot now!"

"Now that my wife has my child, she will give birth soon, and I can't bear their mother and son......"

At this time, he pointed to a birdcage at the other end, and there was a mother bird in the cage, and the mother bird was stunned when she saw this. The mother bird chirped, but unfortunately it was an ordinary bird, and we couldn't understand what it was chirping.

Wan Niang and I both have some sympathy. Wan Niang said to him: "I'm sorry for you." ”

"If I don't cook with you, this mother bird will be quite strong......"

Harpy: ......

The mother bird was about to rip her throat out.

The bird demon turned to a heartbroken expression, and roared to break his bowels: "Look at her, she is about to give birth, my husband and father are really not good, and I let him enter the oil pot without seeing the child." ”

Hearing him crying and choking, Wanniang was so annoyed that she put down the kitchen knife and said.

"It's a delivery, it's a big deal. ”

Not only was this bird demon startled, but my cat's face was so shocked that it almost fell to the ground.

At this time, the mother bird in the cage was taken out, and the mother bird seemed to stiffen. Wan Niang carried the mother bird and placed it on the cutting board and looked at it.

She lifted a curtain to obscure our view.

I couldn't help but chew my fingers, and I couldn't figure out what it was like to deliver a bird.

Suddenly, I heard the iron pot flipping, and the cutting board was knocking up and down. From time to time, a few hints of fragrance came from there......

I don't know how long later, Wan Niang came out of the curtain, and when the curtain was opened, there was a strong fragrance that made me swallow my saliva.

"Keep the big and the small..."At this time, Wan Niang looked at the bird demon on the ground.

Harpy: ...... He swallowed. After hearing this, I wanted to frown and squeeze out tears.

"It's all gone. ”

Wan Niang pulled out a triumphant smile, her eyes were pretty, and her eyes were flowing and clear.

I was stunned.

This time, the bird demon saved his life, but it was a pity that the mother bird entered the oil pot for him.

The harpy returned to the cage, restless day and night, always thinking about getting out of the cage. But he had broken his wings and couldn't fly.

While I was asleep, he began to pick me up with him.

I annoyed him with chirping. Staring at the cat's eyes and grinning fangs, he said, "You look delicious." ”

The bird's face blackened, its body paralyzed, and it didn't dare to move when it hugged the cage. After that, he was quieter.

I was too lazy to run away, Wan Niang valued me very much, so she looked at me laxly.

"Five days, cat, you don't have much meat. ”

She pinched me, and I exhaled, but fortunately, my flesh didn't grow much.

It is inevitable that the cousin's house will run into a cousin from time to time. It's okay in broad daylight, it's just looking at a pale, weak son.

If it's a big night, be careful.

Every time Wan Niang sees him, she has to be arrogant, because Wan Niang's good food can't get into his eyes.

"Taste like chewing wax ......"

"It doesn't taste much!"

This judgment is a great humiliation for a veteran chef. No matter how much effort you exert yourself, you have to deny it.

"It must be this deliberate attempt to make things difficult!

She roared, and it hurt my ears.