When Zheng Si returned to Jiao's house, the outer layer of hair was wet. It's been in the snow for too long, and when it goes out, the snow is quite heavy, so it's no wonder it's not wet.

Fortunately, the hair on the body is thicker, and it can also keep warm. However, when the cold wind blew outside, Zheng Si still couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing Zheng Si come back, the hair on his body was wet, and Xiao Yuzi hurriedly took out the hair dryer to blow Zheng Si.

"It's so thick snow outside, and I didn't see any other cats in the compound, so we went out for a walk with our black charcoal." Jiao Yuan said.

"And the Sahara."

As he was talking, there was a sound of waking downstairs, and Zheng Si heard it clearly, it was the cry of the Sahara. However, the cry at this time was obviously lacking in energy, and it was far less high-spirited than when he went out to have fun before.

Jiao Yuan smiled, and immediately opened the window of the living room and looked at the building diagonally opposite. Xiaoyuzi also moved a low stool over, took off her slippers and stepped on the low stool to look at the situation outside the window.

Zheng Si was also a little curious, jumped on the windowsill and looked at the side where the dog barked from.

The dog barking under the building diagonally across from him was Sahara. At the same time, on the balcony on the second floor of that building, Ruan Ying, the grandson of Academician Ruan, was standing there, leaning on the railing of the balcony, holding a bowl of kelp pork rib soup in his hand and drinking. ”

"Wang...... There was a little whining in ...... scream, which was obviously weak, and I wanted to go upstairs to gnaw bones, but I couldn't enter the door.

Sahara's big foot slapped the big iron door of the gate, patted it and then retracted its paws, it remembered that this big iron door could not be slapped indiscriminately, and if it slapped once, it would have to be pumped when it went home later.

In the end, Sahara squatted in front of the iron gate, whining with a flat tone from his nose, opening his mouth twice to yawn and teasing his mouth twice.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that its owner opened the door and let it in, and then let it squat outside for a longer time for fear that it would get sick.

As soon as he entered the door, the Sahara, which was originally wilting, instantly returned to blood, his big tail shook vigorously, and the one who went upstairs was rubbing and jumping.

There are many people in the courtyard who watch the play like Jiao Yuan, due to the different directions of the residents, some watch from their own balconies, and some look out from the side bedrooms or the windows of the living room. Sometimes there are people who make a fuss. Just now, someone asked Sahara to come to their house to gnaw bones, but Sahara still has a little backbone, but he just moved his buttocks, and he was firm and unshaken.

Jiao Yuanzheng was talking about the difference between raising a dog and a cat in the scene just now, when he suddenly heard the sound of sneezing next to him.

Zheng Si sniffed, and after a few seconds, he couldn't help but "sneeze" again.

Jiao Yuan and Xiao Yuzi stared at Zheng Si, and after Zheng Si sneezed twice, Jiao Yuan shouted to Jiao's mother in the bedroom: "Mom, Hei Tan seems to have a cold!" ”

"What?! Got a cold?! Jiao's mother immediately put down her work and stepped on her slippers.

Zheng Si also had a bad premonition, did he really catch a cold?

"Do you want to take your temperature?" Yuzu asked.

Take your temperature?

Zheng Si thought about the situation of seeing some pets being inserted into thermometers in the pet center, and trembled. Paralysis, don't plug in the back door to measure your temperature!!

Jiao's mother didn't know much about this situation, so she thought about it and called Xiao Guo.

"Cold? Does it have conjunctival hyperemia? Do you have watery eyes or a lot of eye droppings? Xiao Guo on the other end of the phone asked.

"Not really."

"How's the eating?"

"It's not dinner yet, I don't know."

"You can take your temperature first, but if you take it yourself at home, you can use the temperature measurement method at the root of your hind legs, which is more convenient......"

Zheng Si jumped on the desk, pricked up his ears to listen to the conversation between Jiao's mother and Xiao Guo on the phone, and was relieved to hear that there was no need for rectal temperature measurement.

After Jiao's mother finished calling, she took out the thermometer and shook it, and when she turned around, she saw that Zheng Si was already lying there on her side, her tail clamped tightly, and she raised one of her hind legs.

Jiao's mother couldn't help but smile, when other people's cats took their temperatures, they had to have some "foreplay" and have to be appeased, and now it's their cat's turn, needless to say, it has already posed itself.

Zheng Si's idea is that as long as you don't use rectal thermometry, everything else will do!

However, it seems that this also dewed...... Forget it, it's not that it hasn't been revealed. Who made themselves a cat now? Don't be too pretentious, there are a lot of cats hanging around the road with dew spots.

Jiao's mother put the prepared thermometer at the junction between Zheng Si's hind legs and the abdominal wall, and waited for Zheng Si to maintain the posture of measuring her body temperature for about 5 minutes before Jiao's mother took out the thermometer.

"Thirty-nine degrees." Jiao's mother frowned. According to Xiao Guo, it seems to be a little higher.

The results measured by this method of measuring body temperature will be lower, so Xiao Guo gave various range standards for this method of measurement. After all, the normal body temperature of cats is already higher than that of humans, so the standards are different.

Jiao's mother called Xiao Guo again and told her about the temperature measurement.

"That shouldn't be a big deal, you can give it some children's potion and see again tomorrow." Xiao Guo also breathed a sigh of relief on the phone, there are still some New Year advertisements behind him waiting for this cat to take charge. Otherwise, just relying on the few in the store, it is estimated that a lot of food will be wasted.

After getting Xiao Guo's statement, several people were relieved. Jiao's mother made some children's powder, and she didn't need to find a syringe needle to feed it, so Zheng sighed and drank it herself.

Cats are no better than people, Zheng Si doesn't want to make his current self half dead.

At dinner, several members of the Jiao family paid attention to Zheng Si's meal, and saw that his amount of food was still so much, and the few people at the dinner table were more down-to-earth.

With such a large amount of food, it should not be seriously ill.

At night, Jiao's mother suggested that Zheng Si should stay on the sofa to sleep, although I haven't heard of cats transmitting colds to people, but it's better to prevent it. SARS in 03 years has alerted many people.

It's not that she dislikes Zheng Si or anything, Jiao's mother is also very distressed by Zheng Si, and the sleeping place is laid out on the sofa, in addition to Xiaoyuzi's wool cloak, there is also a wool sweater of Jiao's mother, Zheng Si will definitely not be frozen.

Zheng Si didn't want to pass the disease on to other people, so let's make do with it on the sofa first, if the cold really becomes serious and can be contagious, it is not good to infect a few other people.

Not long after the lights went out, Xiaoyuzi opened the door and whispered to Zheng Si to come into the room to sleep.

Zheng Si didn't move, only rolled and made some movement in response. Everything is afraid of what if, if you really infect the cold to Xiaoyuzi, Zheng Si must feel that he is guilty.

Xiao Yuzi screamed a few times, and saw that Zheng Si just turned over, but was not ready to get off the sofa, so Xiao Yuzi walked over gently, put his hand on Zheng Si, and made sure that the cat under his hand was breathing strongly and steadily, and then went back to the room to sleep.

Not long after Xiaoyuzi entered, Jiao Yuan did the same thing.

On the other side of the bedroom, Jiao's mother put her ear to the door to listen to the movement in the living room.

"Both children are back in the room?" Dad Jiao asked softly.

"Hmm. All went back...... I'll go out and have a look. Saying that, Jiao's mother walked out of the door and lightly touched the sofa.

Zheng Si didn't bother to open his eyelids this time, just to sleep, and came to the servants in half an hour.

Early in the morning, Zheng Si was still sleeping, so Jiao's mother came over to take his temperature. Zheng Si formed a circle when he slept, and this posture was not good for measuring body temperature.

Seeing Zheng Si open his eyes, Jiao's mother put down the thermometer and touched Zheng Si's head, "Good, continue to sleep and take your temperature." ”

Zheng sighed: "......" Lao Tzu is not a child!

A few minutes later, Jiao's mother looked at the degree displayed on the thermometer, and finally showed a smile on her face.

"Looks like it's going to be fine."

In fact, the cold has not improved, Zheng sighed that he knew well, drank some medicine and slept for a while, now he is much more relaxed, and his nose is not as uncomfortable as yesterday.

Stretching, Zheng Si jumped off the sofa and went to the toilet to urinate in the morning.

Looking at Zheng Si's figure entering the toilet, Jiao's mother said to Jiao's father: "Why does the tail of black charcoal never?" ”

Other cats will put their tails up when they are in a good mood, but Zheng Si never will.

Zheng Si usually places his tail diagonally downward, and when he is about to touch the ground, the tip of his tail is tilted up a little more.

There are many black cats in the world, but the people of the Jiao family feel that their black cats are very different from other black cats, and they are easy to recognize when they are put together, because some small movements unique to their black cats can be distinguished at a glance by familiar people.

"Whatever, no one says that a cat's tail must be cocked. Besides, our black charcoal is very sensible...... It's just that occasionally the temper is not very good. Jiao's father said.

After peeing, Zheng Si didn't feel sleepy for the time being, jumped on the windowsill of the living room, and looked outside.

The sun came out, I watched TV last night, and the weather forecast said that there would be no snow in the next few days, and the year was almost over, and it was estimated that there would not be such a big snowfall, and there might not even be snow in the back.

The family compound was still white yesterday, and when Zheng Si looked at it today, the corridors had been cleared, not necessarily by the doorman uncle or the person in charge of cleaning, and many people in the family compound would come out to clear the snow idle.

In the past two days, there have not been so many guests in the Jiao family, and Zheng Si stayed at home for two days just in case and didn't go out. It wasn't until the third day, when the Jiao family came to have guests again, that Zheng Si went out for a walk.

I didn't go out for two days, and sure enough, I still didn't feel comfortable. After coming out, Zheng Si felt that his whole body was stretched.

After climbing down a tree in the woods and getting active, Zheng Si walked out, but he didn't see Ah Huang and the sheriff, so he walked directly outside the school gate.

Zheng Si still walked to the side where the kitten was buried, and when he went to look, there were people's footprints there, and there were cats, which should be the uncle and the white female cat.

The female cat is still alive, following the uncle, even if the uncle's conditions are not as good as the family who moved away, but at least there are people who care about it, and that's enough.

After the weather clears, there are more pedestrians and vehicles on the road, and it looks very lively.

Zheng Si came to the alley of the old building area along the familiar road, and just saw the tattooed man wearing a thick down jacket swaying outside the alley, bumping into someone and scolding him directly, regardless of whether it was caused by his own S-shape.

Zheng Si hid around the corner and watched him leave.

The tattooed man also has a job, helping people watch the scene, being a little brother, and there are several shift changes every week, and today is the only time in his week. It is estimated that after the past, I still found a corner to continue to sleep on my stomach, and I knew that I must have watched a romantic action movie too late last night, and my energy was consumed too much.

After the tattooed man walked away, Zheng Si took advantage of the fact that when no one was there, he climbed over the fence from the backyard of the old building area.

The tattooed man lives on the first floor, the first floor has a large range, and the tattooed man also used a fence to circle a piece of land, which was originally used to dry quilts in the public area, but he also occupied it. People around him talked about him, but not only did it not work, but he was intimidated.

The doors and windows were closed tightly, but not on the kitchen side. There was a broken window in the kitchen, and it looked like it had been a long time, but it had not been repaired.

Zheng Si entered through the broken window, careful not to scrape himself on the broken glass piece.

After entering, Zheng Si looked at the small kitchen, which was not large in size, and garbage was piled up everywhere. It's getting narrower. There are a lot of disposable dishes and chopsticks around, and there are instant noodle boxes that I haven't thrown away.

There is a layer of stains on the stove, and a black layer on the ground is solidified, and it is estimated that it will not be clean if you don't scrape hard.

There was no gas jar, and the iron pot was rusty, Zheng Si looked at it, and in the entire kitchen, only the microwave oven was used the most.

It's no wonder that the kitchen windows have not been repaired for a long time, and the kitchen is not used much, so it doesn't matter if it is repaired or not.

The kitchen door was closed, and Zheng Si listened to the movement outside next to the door, and once again made sure that there was no one in the house, so he jumped up and tossed the doorknob.

The area of each household in the old building area is not large, sixty or seventy square meters. The living room was stacked with miscellaneous items, as well as a motorcycle. The brightest thing in the room is probably the only motorcycle, and it can be seen that the owner often scrubs it. Other than that, the rest of the place is full of all kinds of clutter and garbage.

The unfinished takeaway on the table has not been cleaned up, and the rice grains on the ground have dried up and stuck to the floor.

As for the bedroom, there were some magazines thrown randomly on the floor of the room, and each of the magazine covers was a big wave girl in scantily clad clothes. The wall calendar hanging on the wall at the head of the bed is also in this style.

There were a lot of things on the bedside table, the ashtray was full, and there were a lot of cigarette butts on the floor. And what is very incommensurate with this environment is that there is also a gift box of tea leaves on the table, as well as a purple clay pot.

There is a card with blessings written on the hardcover gift box, but it is not the name of the tattooed man, it looks like it was given to the elderly, as for why it is here with the tattooed man, it is unknown, and it is estimated that it is not a means to see the light.

After turning around, Zheng Si didn't touch the things here, returned the same way, closed the kitchen door, came out of the broken window, and left over the wall when no one was around.

There is a small restaurant not far from the alley of the old building area. It is estimated that he knows that the surrounding area is going to be demolished, and the boss also plans to move the storefront, and there are fewer things. However, business during the Chinese New Year is still good, and now many people will call a small restaurant to order food after a guest comes to the house, or directly book a private room to come over. On Chinese New Year's Eve, the hotel owner made a lot of money.

The kitchen is next to the main building of the restaurant, and there are many people washing and cooking.

"A case of beer in the sixteenth private room!"

"Okay, send it right away!"

A waiter dressed in a hotel overalls walked into the storeroom where the wine was kept, but when he moved the wine, he found that there was one bottle missing from a case of beer, which was originally twelve bottles, but now there are only eleven bottles.

Could it be that someone is stealing it? Forget it, no matter what it is, even if someone drinks it secretly, he has nothing to do with offending people.

So, the waiter picked up another full case of twelve bottles of beer and moved out.

After knowing that the store was going to be moved, the management here was not as strict as before, and the year was not over, the business in the store was not bad, and sometimes it was chaotic, and some people didn't know about it when they got some oil and water.

Therefore, when the people who came into the warehouse in the back saw the case that was missing a bottle of beer, they all thought the same as the people in front of them, and no one said it clearly.