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"Meow! Mom, you're looking for me?! ”

That night, the black cat boy obediently jumped down from the hairless and hairless skin of the moth-eaten moth-eater board, and barked affectionately. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Standing in front of him was a gray old earth cat, also lame on one leg, with an expressionless face.

"Meow, my child, you have grown up, where have you gone to the wilderness, you can't mix like this anymore, if you mix it up again, you will really mix it into a ball, you have to learn some real skills, or how will you live in the future!"

A long sigh, like many mothers, a worried sigh.

"Meow, what can I learn? What's more, I can't learn all the skills of cats! ”

The mouth is quite hard, and he has a reasonable look.

"Meow, in a few months' time, I'll take you to a place where ...... There is a real ability! ”

I wanted to say it again and again, but I still revealed something, and I got a little bit into it.

"Meow, Mom, where are you going to take me? Where is there any other real ability! ”

I can hear that I really care about it, and there is still salvation, at least my curiosity is not lost.

"Meow, my child, you'll know when the time comes, you can concentrate on practicing more of the skills I taught you now, those are all basic skills."

The speaker has the intention, but does the listener have the intention? That's all for later!

The old native cat is very good to the black cat boy, and he is also very strict, and he never says more than what he shouldn't say.

Looking at the distant back, the black cat boy fell into deep thought.

The years are not forgiving, and she is also aging!

The black cat kid is grateful to the old native cat, it is twelve points, two hundred points!!

The first memories of coming into this world are still very clear - "Meow, wake up!" Meow, wake up, my child! ”

In the confusion, there was a voice calling him softly, constantly calling softly, it was an old and kind voice, like the silent spring rain of moisturizing things, like the breeze of willow silk.

Mother!

In the confusion, there was a hand caressing him warmly, constantly caressing warmly, it was a long and longing memory, like a sweet dream sneaking into the night with the wind, like a sweet memory.

Grandmother!

"Meow, meow! Are you calling me? Who's calling me? Is it a mother or a grandmother? ”

Under the constant whispering, the black cat boy struggled to open his eyes, one eye, and the other was open and closed, and he was blind when he opened his eyes.

Meow ...... Damn! ”

The moment the little black man opened his eyes, he almost fainted, he was frightened - a bright red tongue was licking his head!!!

"Meow, child, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, from now on, you will treat me as your mother!"

Finally, under the gentle wind and drizzle, the little sunspot accepted the reality in front of him.

Although his heart was full of resistance, his body was not controlled at all, obediently or instinctively relaxed, curled into a ball, closed his eyes, and let the big cat in front of him gently pick up with his mouth, limped, and walked towards the depths of the grassland.

In the first few days, the black cat kid had a strange feeling, which in an afterword was that the chick wore high felt boots - he couldn't kick and control his new skin, so he had to go with his feelings.

In the depths of the grassland, there are several yurt houses with new and old ones, and the style is very strange, like mushrooms that sprout after the rain, which I have never seen.

"It's home!"

The big cat said, gently putting down the kitten in its mouth.

"Meow a mi, where is this!"

Xiao Heizi opened his eyes with longing, looked around timidly, and couldn't help but curse in his heart, all the fantasies just now turned into bubbles, and there was neither the imaginary "three rooms and one living room" in front of him, nor "Simmons", but only a crumbling broken felt bag, and a large haystack behind this broken felt bag, and a small grass nest on the top of the haystack.

It's small, but it's soft, it's cool, and there's a sense of being on top.

The strangely shaped felt bag in front of me seems to have been seen somewhere, and it seems familiar, but I can't remember it exactly.

"Meow, where am I?"

The little black man lay in the small grass nest on the top of the haystack, looking at the sky stupidly, full of paste, puzzled.

At this moment, what he did not notice was that the big cat was squatting far away on the thickest branch of an old elm tree with a crooked neck, squinting as if it were sleeping.

In the eyes that narrowed into a slit, a fine light shot out, scanning the whole body of the kitten that had just been retrieved, including every hair and every piece of skin.

Then, an imperceptible smile flooded his cheeks, and his eyes were a little mysterious.

Toddler!

Tossing and turning!

Climb trees and walls!

Womanize!

Eat, drink and be merry!

Attract bees and butterflies!

……

In such a very strange world, Xiaosunzi has to learn everything from scratch, including drinking water, walking, talking, hunting, sleeping...... Wait a minute.

Luckily, he has a good teacher who is super patient, don't look lame on a leg, that old native cat's kung fu is unfathomable, and it is definitely not a "three-legged cat".

At least, that's what Kuroko and the cats in the neighborhood think.

Fortunately, the lame old cat seemed to know the origin of the one-eyed little black cat, and never forced him to learn any tricks such as catching rats, showing a very empathetic style.

He's most afraid of rats!

A great man once said that no matter whether it is a black cat or a white cat, it is a good cat if it catches a mouse.

In this way, this little black cat is definitely not a good cat, at least not yet!

Because of this, he is not less sneered at by the cats who claim to be the master of rat catchers.

Among them, including Xiaofen's parents, the old tanuki with the same color, and the old couple with the same obscene eyes, are really the same color.

The strange gazes did not ruin the little black cat's good mood, and he found more and more that it was also excellent to be a cat. For example, a fragment left in his memory bank told him that he had to sweat a lot from the wall. But now, the body is as light as a swallow, jumping up and down, like walking on the ground, climbing trees in the house, eating small spicy shallots, effortlessly, stepping on the snow without a trace.

What's even more rare is that there is also a pair of night vision eyes that can see the end of the autumn clearly, by the way, it's one, meow a mi!

In fact, he is very accustomed to living with only one eye, as if it was like this a long time ago, and it has become natural.