Chapter 2: Cats

"Holy! What the heck! ā€

Jun Yan screamed in fright, and almost fell off the chair, and the medicinal oil in his hand also rolled to the ground, fortunately he hadn't opened the lid yet, otherwise he would have spilled the greasy on the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½?

The snow-white ball circled back and forth on the desk twice, and then jumped onto the bookshelf, and then stopped. At this time, Jun Yan also relieved herself, and she also saw the true face of this snow-white mass clearly, it was actually a cat with pure white fur!

Wrong! On its back, there are several red spots that are noticeable. These red spots, like fireworks in full bloom, are not brilliant in their patterns, but in a skyrocketing trend.

Jun Yan looked disgusted, but she didn't drive away immediately, but got up and moved a few steps, opened the window, and waved at the white cat, wanting it to leave on its own.

"Let's go, let's go, go back to your house."

But this is simply playing the piano to the cat, and it can't hear a word, and it doesn't seem to understand the meaning of the gestures. I saw that it stared at Jun Yan with dark blue eyes, staring straight at Jun Yan without even moving its eyelids.

Seeing that the gesture was ineffective, Jun Yan deliberately lowered her face and made what she thought was the most vicious appearance, and her tone became fierce, "Look at it, go quickly!" If you don't leave, I'll ...... I'm going to do it! Hear no! ā€

Obviously, intimidation didn't have any effect, the white cat blinked, and after meowing, it didn't mean to move, but continued to look at Jun Yan intently.

"Are you deaf, hurry up! I don't have cats at home, stay and be careful that I abuse you! Jun Yan once again threatened, for cats and dogs, although she is only Ye Gong and a good dragon, she will never do such a thing as abusing cats.

"Meow!" This cat meow is actually a little aggrieved!

"Don't pretend to be pitiful with me, hurry up and go to your master." Knowing that it would be nonsense to continue, Jun Yan gritted his teeth, and couldn't care about the pain in his hands, so he reached out and grabbed the white cat's neck.

Since she was a child, she had heard the old people in the town say that it was a very unlucky thing for an alien cat to enter the house. If grandma knew about this, she would have to be anxious.

"Meow, meow......"

"Don't meow, keep meowing, your master should be in a hurry." Jun Yan was glad that the cat didn't stretch out its claws to scratch herself, and after placing it on the eaves, she quickly closed the window.

However, the cat did not jump away, but squatted on the eaves of the window and continued to look at the people in the room through the glass. This picture, to be honest, is indeed a bit infiltrating. Jun Yan glanced at it, then closed the curtains, and it was good to be out of sight.

After a simple cleaning of the wound, the broken skin was no longer so painful, but the bruise on the right knee became deeper and more swollen, and naturally the pain was worse.

Finally finished taking a shower, Jun Yan originally wanted to play with the computer for a while, but when he saw that the time was almost eleven o'clock, he still obediently didn't turn on the computer.

And when I was just taking a bath, the wound on my hand accidentally touched the water again, and now it hurts like being bitten by a bug. She had to reapply the potion, put on a band-aid, and then turned off the lights and went to sleep.

"Meow."

At the moment when the lights dimmed, a cat meow sounded outside the window, which scared her all over, and then she remembered the cat she had just driven away, so she muttered in her heart: "It's really depressing, why don't you leave, whose cat is it?" ā€

"Meow."

screamed again, followed by the sound of a sharp weapon scraping the glass, that kind of sound Jun Yan couldn't stand the most, she could feel the hairs on her whole body stand up, not to mention how hairy she was.

"Meow."

"Don't scream, they all said to let you go, did you hear it!" Jun Yan covered his ears and shouted in a low voice.

It's just that the method of covering your ears is not very useful. The sound of the cat meowing and the sharp object scraping the glass still came to her ears in the slightest, and she struggled in annoyance about whether to get up and chase the cat away.

However, after the cat had screamed a few times outside the window, it fell silent, and the sound of scraping the glass was not heard again. This result was exactly what Jun Yan wanted, because of the pain in her knees, she didn't bother to get out of bed to clean up.

Jun Yan woke up the next day and found that the abrasions were even more uncomfortable than last night, and as long as she moved, it hurt so much that she wanted to shed tears. I finally walked to the bathroom, and my grandmother's voice came from the first floor.

"Yanyan, are you up yet? The porridge will be cold in a while. ā€

"Knowing grandma, I'll go down in a while."

The answer was very simple, but when he lowered his head and looked down at his knees that were swollen like steamed buns, Jun Yan sighed silently, the wound can be covered with clothes, but he doesn't have the ability to pretend to be fine.

Since the first grade of primary school, my parents have gone to other provinces to work, and they only come back two or three times a year.

And grandma is sixty-four years old this year, she limps like this, and it is impossible to hide it from grandma under her nose, but she really doesn't want grandma to see and worry.

After washing up, changing into long-sleeved pants in summer, Jun Yan went downstairs slowly. In short, since she woke up, she has been able to walk with all kinds of walls. She has a deep understanding of what it means to be walking with her legs.

Looking down from upstairs, grandma was not in the hall on the first floor, Jun Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and naturally left immediately. She wanted to speed up, but unfortunately her knees were not strong, and the amplitude of her movements was slightly larger, and her palms of her painful hands were sweating.

There was already a bowl of white porridge on the table, and that plate of pickles was still not eaten yesterday. It didn't matter, because Grandma also fried her favorite poached eggs.

After pulling out the chair and sitting down, she craned her neck and shouted to the door, "Grandma, have you eaten?" ā€

Outside the house, it was the grandmother's old and slow voice, "I've already eaten, don't bother, it's almost nine o'clock now." ā€

"Oh, got it, I'll eat it now." Jun Yan pursed his lips, picked up the bowl, took a bite of the fried egg, and ate it with relish. After all, it's not the mouth that hurts, and it doesn't take much time to eat breakfast.

"Meow."

Just as she put down the dishes and chopsticks and was about to get up, a cat meow came from the door, and she was sure that she had heard correctly, and what shocked her even more was that her grandmother was talking like a child.

"Good little kitten, are you hungry again? Isn't it? Tut-tut, good, grandma will go out to buy you fragrant dried fish later, ...... good"

"Meow, meow, meow......"

Ahh This cry is obviously selling cuteness, okay! Jun Yan didn't know why, when he heard his grandmother coaxing a cat like this, he suddenly felt a little angry. So after putting away the dishes and chopsticks, he went into the kitchen unhappily.

That's not right! Didn't you become lame for a while? How can you be so bold!