Chapter 60: As long as you don't pick your mouth

The water droplets condensed on the eaves fell lightly in the pool, and there was no shadow of fish competing for food, thinking that it was about to enter winter, so they all hid in a warm place.

The clouds are boundless, and there was a lonely wild goose before, but now there are few waves. The clouds are white, comparable to the cat hair on my body.

My cat fur was thick and soft, barely enough to survive the winter. Obviously, the hair is much longer, but ordinary people think that I have grown meat. I'm worried.

Wan Niang is especially happy, she feeds and takes care of her every day, and finally raises a white and chubby cat, and now she has more ingredients.

Her eyes were getting happier and happier every day, and every time she woke up early in the morning, she would pull at the tender flesh on my body, and then she couldn't help but clap her hands......

Once you eat too much, you will not stop growing meat.

So I washed my face with tears all day long, sad and sad, seeing that my cat meat was growing and could not be stopped, ashamed and embarrassed but helpless.

The harpy on his head chirped and laughed, and the delicate iron cage closed his body and couldn't shut his mouth. He laughed at me.

"Cat, cat, look at you now, it's too late to escape! I'm afraid I'll be too tired to walk two steps......"

His chatter gave me a headache. When I am completely recovered one day, I will turn into a human body, and I will pinch this bird out.

Throw it into the pan and cook it. Let this bird know what is sinister in the world...... I thought about it, tears welling up in my mouth.

I knew that I would die, and I couldn't escape the fate of entering the plate, but when the day of death came, my heart could not be settled. admires the predecessors who were fearless in death, such as the cousin who hanged himself at once.

"Cats are inherently dead, either because they are fat, or because they are tender. The harpy screamed, not knowing whether he was comforting me or making fun of me.

On the twelfth day of Wan Niang's raising me, a banquet was set up in my cousin's house, and the people in the kitchen were very busy. Pots and pans clang.

I rolled up the cat's body and buried it in the nest, hiding the whole cat's head in the delicate cat's body, afraid that they would notice me. In a few moments, I was sweating profusely.

At this time, I carefully stretched out the cat's head and looked up at the bird demon in the cage, who knew that the bird had gone to the cage, and the bird was clever and had already escaped.

After a while, I didn't see a blade coming, and I exhaled and relaxed. I saw these cooks walking out one by one with their plates, and the plates were rich.

"The bird is fat, the meat is tender!" said a cook, who was admiring the plate and walked out. I couldn't help but snort, sniffed, the cat's eyes were moist, and I don't know which of my compatriots suffered and entered the Hades.

A few flat boats lie on the shore of the lake, the dust is not clean, the water is clear, and there are especially a few birds flying back and forth. The silence and tranquility in the painting overflow here, turning into a water color that does not know the beginning and the end.

The cobblestones paved a long road, but fortunately my cat's claws were thick and not caught by the stones.

There was a single figure in the pavilion, looking at the shapeless lake in the cold breeze. It must be that after the cousin was full of food and drink, he picked up leisure.

But when I got closer to the pavilion, I realized that this lonely figure was not my cousin. The apricot eyes are slightly drooping, the long eyebrows are sad, and the profile is clear.

Fortunately, my cat's claws are thick, and I walk softly and don't stir. And I'm fat this time, I'm afraid that acquaintances won't recognize that this fat cat is me.

So I wiped the sweat from my forehead and wanted to leave quietly.

The people in the pavilion poured wine, and they didn't warm it, so they touched their lips and pecked at the glass.

Suddenly, I heard him accidentally choked, and he coughed constantly. I couldn't help but shudder. Drinking is enjoyable, but the body is the most important. How can this mortal body withstand the cold autumn chill.

I paused for a moment of sorrow, and before I could come back to my senses, I heard a shout.

"Come here. ”

Scratching the cat's head, seeing that there was nothing else around, he thought it was calling me.

At this time, he saw that I had not moved for a long time, and pinched his fingers, and I was pulled to me by his magic with the flesh on my body.

It was even more chilly in the pavilion, and I couldn't help but shiver.

I was about to run away from the pain of the fall, and as soon as I sat up in front of me, another light came from behind me, and I was restrained and unable to move.

The wind chimes rattled like a pipa beating, and a complex fingering caused a non-stop sound.

I opened my eyes and looked in front of me, and it turned out that I was being restrained by this man and could not move.

The face in my eyes was very clear, and it disturbed my heartstrings.

"Fat. He pinched my chin and let out a breath on my cheek. That's when I realized that I had been incarnated by him.

"Actually, I recognized you when I was in the restaurant......

"Brother......," I said timidly. There was no one around, the wind was slow and noisy, and I was firmly pressed by my brother and couldn't move, and my body and bones were not pressed.

His slightly pursed lips were like water-colored rouge in the lamplight, light and charming, and I swallowed. "I told you not to be afraid of me, but you weren't very obedient. ”

My cat's legs trembled non-stop, and I hung my head and didn't dare to look at his eyes that were close to the bottom of my heart, and my heart was like a pound.

His thin hand pinched my shoulder, and the other hand pinched my cheek, and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and my face was moist and soft to the touch.

"You're afraid of me because you see those, don't you?"

The image of that day flashed in my mind when he was pregnant, and my breathing began to rapid.

"Forget about that and come back to me. ”

"Don't you like my brother?"

He whispered softly, like warm water that wanted to pour into my throat, tempting.

I was silent for a long time, which made him impatient, and the friction on his fingers was impatient. I'm afraid I'm going to loosen my face.

"Not all fathers are worthy of being fathers...... he explained.

"No ......"

"I won't like you in the future. ”

I shook my head, my eyes moistened, and I pulled at his arm with all my might, only to provoke him with little effort.

Looking up, his eyes turned like ice cubes for a moment, and the center was cold and ready to chop me to pieces.

He slowly got up, his eyes clear and peaceful, and a smile on his lips.

I don't know if I was crushed, my body was sore, my brain was swollen and painful, my body was dizzy when I got up, and my eyelids couldn't open wide.

I must have been really crushed, and I couldn't help but feel sad, and I wanted my brother to compensate me and heal me.

Seeing that his hair is thick and thick, he is already a cat.

After I rubbed my eyes and cleared up, I couldn't see my brother's shadow, thinking that he was afraid of compensation and bankruptcy.

The world is bitter and cold, the cold of autumn and winter hurts the body, and there are many laypeople who pray for peace and smoothness, who are not greedy for power and money, but there are still shackles and shackles, and they are not free and free, and suffering comes from it.

Seeking a little comfort, but also seeking happiness in suffering, how many people have not been annoyed or injured for a long time?

I was so worried that I didn't think about it, I missed my brother when I came to miss it, and if I didn't like it, I didn't like it, but it was a duck's mouth. Second, he was ashamed of the heavy flesh in his belly.

But the strange thing is that my meat is so tender that it can fit into the cutting board, and Wan Niang can't afford to put me in the pot.

The long wait grinds people, like the neck of a person who has been beheaded, little by little being sharpened by a machete, dripping with blood, and the pain is long, and there is no end in sight.

I couldn't bear it, so I put the chopping board in front of Wan Niang, lifted my ass and sat on it, signaling her to give her a refreshing look.

Wan Niang still knew when she saw this, and after a while, she showed distress, pulled my body, and hugged me tightly.

My flesh was squeezed and it hurt a little.

"I have some feelings for you, but I can't put my mouth down, I can't put my mouth down. ”

Her face rubbed my cat's head, and my mind drifted for a while, and I was moved to tears. Wan Niang gently pinched my belly with her hand and followed my cat hair.

"When I get married, I will carry you with me, and I will have a familiar companion. ”

She said to me.

Later, I learned that Wan Niang was going to put down the butcher knife and go home on a blind date, and I heard that the blind date son she was found by the family was a gentleman who taught in the crepe.

I was also excited, followed Wan Niang to eat, accompanied her back to get married, and lived a quiet and leisurely life, which is my heart's desire.

Tsk, I have a place to go in the future, and I don't have to worry about eating the last meal and wandering the streets.

"I haven't met that son, but I've heard that he is a kind and kind man. ”

She touched my cat fur and revered for a long time, and I was afraid that her reverie would be too much and drool would fall on me.

After this winter, I left Gangneung and went back to live. ”

I look forward to passing the winter early, the autumn cold in Gangneung is unbearable, and the winter solstice somehow suffers. It's better to get back to spring earlier and warm the way home.

The biting cold will always come and go quietly, and it is very rare to see the warm sun. After the autumn cold, unconsciously autumn has been indifferent, and the cold winter is quietly coming.

There are flowers in spring, there are moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer, and snow in winter.

A thin layer of fine snow falls in the evening, and when you wake up in the morning, the snow outside has almost melted. The meaning of early winter has not yet been winter, but I dare not go out of the nest in the cold weather.

The cobblestones on the road are as slippery as ice, and pedestrians have to be cautious.

But I'm buried in Wan Niang's arms, so I'm not worried. Wan Niang was dressed thick and warm, and I was lying comfortably and so comfortable that I couldn't open my eyes.

This time she was talking to my cousin with me.

"It's good ......"

Jun Ze heard her say that she was going home to get married, and she didn't say anything, and her face was flat.

"Don't miss me, childe. ”

The clouds are as misty as mist, and this path is long into the clouds.

Wan Niang touched the cat's hair and sighed, thinking that she was also nostalgic for the people in the house.

"You've always been the only one who gave me something to eat, so I wouldn't want you. ”

Jun Ze said this strangely sadly, and couldn't help but sympathize with him for the difficult years in the mansion that he was not welcomed.

But no matter how much he is called to pick this and that, only Wan Niang is willing to cook for him to eat until now among the hundreds of cooks in the house, so that Jun Ze did not starve and die again.

At this time, I heard a narrow stream flowing gently beside the roadside, and a few yellow and boneless leaves were lying on the surface of the water, as thin as cicada wings, and as safe as mud.

I twisted my body, changed my lying position, and as soon as the wind entered my body, I shivered for a while, and quickly buried myself in Wan Niang's arms.

Wan Niang said softly.

"But Childe wants to listen to me, as long as you don't pick your mouth, you won't have to worry about eating. ”

I think so. I don't pick my mouth, so I have survived tenaciously to this day.

Jun Ze snorted softly.

The wind was strong again, and my face couldn't hold back, and I was really depressed.

At this time, Jun Ze approached, holding his hand and not knowing what to do, he was afraid that he was not going to punch him.

I closed my eyes and was beaten.

Later, when I saw the residual leaves on his hands, it turned out that Wan Niang had a residual leaf on her head.