When I left the neighborhood, there was only a little boy, and the little girl had already lived here, and now she is home.

Zheng Si followed the little boy not far away, and after leaving the lakeside villa area, he walked along the avenue and turned a corner, where there was a community that was built ten years ago, and where the child's family lived.

Zheng Si is the first time to come here, compared with some communities on the other side of Lao Cai, this place is not much different, maybe the communities built at that time are similar.

The child's family lives on the second floor, and before he enters the building, he can see a cat with yellow and white flowers squatting on the windowsill on the second floor. This should be the twelve-year-old cat, compared to Ah Huang and the sheriff, the emotions revealed in the cat's eyes are calmer, I don't know if it's a problem of age or its own personality.

The kid looked at the cat on the second floor, smiled and beckoned, and went upstairs. In the past, his cat could easily go down from the second floor, and he couldn't close it, but now he can't, and he honestly stays at home a lot, at most he lies on the windowsill to bask in the sun and look outside.

Zheng Si didn't follow up. Seeing that the cat on the second floor returned to the house from the windowsill after the child entered the building, Zheng Si decided to go directly to the second floor to take a look, anyway, he is just a cat now, and he is not a person, so he should not be regarded as a thief.

This kind of old housing community and the like are easy to turn, not to mention that many residents like to install a shelter at the window to block the rainwater and the air conditioning and drainage of the upstairs residents.

After turning to the windowsill on the second floor, Zheng Si didn't go in, so he squatted on the windowsill.

The area of this house is not large, and it is about the same as the Jiao family. However, this is a two-bedroom living room, probably the old community houses like to design the bedroom area larger, and the living room is much smaller.

This room does not have a balcony, looking at the photo on the bedside table, it should be the room of the child's parents. The door was not closed, and Zheng Si could see the situation on the other side of the door from the windowsill.

The old cat crouched half a step away from the door, and when he heard the familiar footsteps, his tail slowly hooked and swayed, looking at the gap under the door.

After the sound of the security door opening. There was no immediate sound of the wooden door opening. And a long piece of turquoise grass sticks out of the crack in the door below. This was pulled by the kid in a flower bed in the community when he returned. Zheng Si looked at it just now and wondered, what is this kid doing pulling grass? Zheng Si only thinks that a child of this age owes it, and he always wants to play with something, now it seems. Not really. And. Watch the two interact. This should have happened more than once, perhaps for several years.

The old cat looked at the swinging grass and stretched out his paws to grab it.

If it's Ah Huang, they're there. I've been jumping left and right for a long time, scratching and scratching like a neuropath, and the slightest movement can be tossed as if I had discovered a new world.

The cat didn't jump left or right, and perhaps as the child said, it couldn't jump now, and wasn't as fond of jumping as the young cat.

Although it didn't jump much, the speed of the claws was relatively fast, and after pulling the grass into the house, the old cat bit it twice and ignored the grass nailed to its paws, and continued to stare at the door. This time, instead of staring at the crack in the door, I looked at the place where the door was locked.

The wooden door opened, and the boy entered the house, threw aside the bowl he was carrying, picked up the old cat and smoothed it before putting it down.

The parents are not at home, the child's grandmother is resting in the room, and the big room is divided into two, one for the child's grandmother to sleep on, and the other for the child.

The living room dining table is a ready-made dish, still warm, and the rice is in the rice cooker.

Unable to eat, the boy first took out the red string braid from his pocket and put it on his cat.

After being put on a woven ring, the old cat was a little unaccustomed to it, and rubbed it twice on the corner of the table, but soon compromised under the child's reassurance, and did not rub it again for the time being.

The child scratched the old cat's chin and whispered, "Don't run around, don't fall like last time, it's not good to fall again when you're old, don't you know if you're not young?" ”

As for the red rope, he didn't plan to tell the truth to his family, and if he was asked, he would say that he bought it for two yuan. If his family knew that he had spent fifty yuan to buy a cat with such a thing that didn't even have a stone accessory, he would definitely be scolded and deducted from the small pocket money.

He didn't know much about the natal year, but he heard Nini mention that people in their community bought red ropes, and thought about the older cat upstairs, so he decided to buy one temporarily. He didn't necessarily believe in those things, maybe he was just looking for psychological comfort.

When the child was eating, the old cat seemed to want to jump on the high stool next to the child, and after walking to the high stool, he looked at the high stool, as if he was measuring the height of the stool, and he saved up his strength to jump, not as neat as Ah Huang. Maybe people can't see anything, but Zheng Si knows more about the cat's movements and can see the difference.

The boy picked up a piece of chicken and rolled it in a bowl, removing the oil and sauce from the outside of the chicken before giving it to the cat on the stool next to him.

Looking at the appearance of the cat eating meat, Zheng Si felt that although this cat looked old, it would not decline soon, but he didn't know how many years he could live, after all, the lifespan of most cats was only about ten years, and some were shorter.

When he turned his head sideways, the child noticed that there was a black cat on the windowsill of his parents' room, but by the time he walked over, the black cat had already jumped off the windowsill.

Zheng Si looked at the window on the second floor after landing on the ground, walked to the flower bed next to the building and squatted, he planned to stay here for a while.

I took a nap, and when I woke up, it was about half past one in the afternoon, and Zheng Si woke up after hearing the voices of the two children.

It was supposed to be a child from the same neighborhood who came to the second floor to go to school with the kid.

"Hey, Wang Xing, your cat is sending you off on the windowsill again." One child said, "By the way, what's going on with the cat upstairs in your house?" ”

"It's not very good, I heard my dad say that the cat upstairs is seventeen years old, five years older than my cat, and he had convulsions and fell to the ground when he was playing with hairball last month, and his legs and feet were a little stiff...... A cat that used to be so fat now only has two or three catties left. Yesterday, when I went upstairs, I saw that the aunt upstairs was feeding it water with a needle, and she couldn't even drink the water by herself......" I didn't want to say much about this, Wang Xing turned to say: "Are you still over there this week?" ”

The other two children obviously knew the meaning of "over there" in Wang Xing's words, and nodded, "Of course you go, you also want to go?" ”

"Well, when the time comes, call me when you go over."

"Okay, but don't tell your family."

"Of course, I'm afraid my parents will know."

After leaving the community, Zheng Si didn't follow the three children anymore. He was hungry. Decided to go home and eat something first.

Zheng Si saw the child named Wang Xing again on Saturday.

In the morning, he followed Jiao's father out, Jiao's father went to the courtyard, and Zheng Si ran around the school. Exercising is a must.

When they saw the three children, they were all holding a snakeskin bag in their hands. The bag already contained some empty bottles. There are plastic bottles. There are aluminum cans, etc.

The "over there" they referred to turned out to be only Chuhua University.

Students in universities consume a lot and empty bottles are plentiful. Even if the weather is still cool, there are quite a few bottles.

Zheng Si followed them not far away, watching them pick out empty bottles from the trash cans or garbage heaps.

While picking it up, the three children over there were talking.

The kid named Wang Xing must have done this for the first time, and the other two children told him about their experiences. In addition to mineral water bottles, there are also those cans, which are aluminum and which are iron, which are collected and which are not, which are expensive and which are cheap, and it seems that these two children do this kind of thing a lot.

Wang Xing dragged the bag, this bag was his grandmother's previous mattress, and then it broke several holes, but he was reluctant to throw it, and kept it in the corner of the pile of debris, two or three years, when he turned it out, the bag was full of dust, and it was estimated that he had long been forgotten there by his grandmother. It doesn't matter if there are holes, although there are many holes, they are not big, and they are enough for him to hold bottles.

In the morning, they were able to pick up a lot of them and drag them to the waste collection area on campus to sell.

A full bag, after the price of various bottles is sorted and calculated, it can be sold for about four yuan.

What happens after you buy it?

The two children kicked the money and went to the Internet café, and decided to stay there for two or three hours in the afternoon. Seeing Zheng Si was speechless for a while, dare to pick up the bottle just for this? But it's also self-reliance.

Wang Xing didn't go, although he also wanted to go with him to play computer games, but he still owed debts, so he made an appointment with the two of them and picked up the bag himself.

Zheng Si didn't have anything to do today, so he followed the kid to see how much he would pick up.

As we walked, we came to the back of the Biological Science Institute, where there was a large trash can.

Wang Xing saw that there were a few bottles in it, and he was going to go over and rummage through them, but when he didn't think about to touch them, his arm was pushed, and he looked sideways, and there was only a black cat.

Black cat again?

Wang Xing frowned, didn't plan to pay attention to it, raised his hand to get the bottle again, this time he was not stopped by the cat, he was stopped by someone.

An aunt who is a cleaner in charge of cleaning the place told Wang Xing that the things in here are very dangerous and cannot be taken with bare hands, and the garbage here must be treated with special treatment after that, and it will not be with ordinary household garbage heaps.

This Zheng Si also knew that it was because of this that he stopped Wang Xing when he went to pick up the bottle.

After the cleaner left, Wang Xing looked at the big trash cans, turned back to Zheng and sighed, "Thank you." He now somewhat understood what the black cat had just done.

There is a person in a white lab coat dragging a large trash can out at the back door, Wang Xing plans to leave first, since the bottles here are more dangerous, then let's change places, so as not to get hurt in order to pick up the bottles.

"Black charcoal!"

Wang Xing paused when he heard the voice over there, he didn't know who the person was shouting, but he was picking up bottles at someone's place, and he always felt a little weak, and planned to leave quickly, but the people over there thought they were shouting at him.

Zheng sighed at the person and sighed in his heart, there is no way, you can meet acquaintances anywhere.

It was Jiao's father's student who dragged out the trash can, the big man Su Qu, now a second doctor, Yi Xin will be promoted to a senior brother after he graduates and goes abroad this year, but he still has the same temperament, and he hasn't changed. Like them, their personalities will not change much after a few years of master's and a few years of doctorate, and compared with people of the same age who have entered the society early, their temperament is still much simpler.

"Hey, who's this kid?" After Su Qu approached, he looked at the child next to Zheng Si and asked.

Wang Xing's face turned red with embarrassment, the first time he did this, his cheeks were not as thick as his two classmates, and he hesitated to answer directly, "I'm a passerby who came to pick up waste"? (To be continued.) )