The civet cat came to the ear, stretched out its paws and touched the ear's head, and touched the ear in a daze.

What's going on? Why is it touching my skull?

"You call it ears, don't you? From now on, you will be in this area, I will cover you! "The civet cat is condescending, like a queen.

Seeing the envious glances of other stray cats and dogs, Ear tilted his head, and then turned his head to formally look at the big white cat in front of him.

The temperament is noble, the body is beautiful, the hair is shiny, the eyes are bright, and the whole body is full of indescribable beauty.

It's a pity that such a big white cat lives on the streets.

"Little one, don't look at me like that, I think it's good like this." The civet cat was looked at by the pityful gaze of the ear, and couldn't help but stretch out its paw and tap lightly on the ear's head.

The ears were perfunctory, and they still didn't change the pitiful and lamentable little appearance, which made the civet look very toothache.

"Your name is Harpy, isn't it? Have any stray cats and dogs complimented you? The civet cat was going to change the subject and ask about Harpy.

Harpy is still as steady as an old dog, as long as he does not encounter fierce and vicious stray cats and dogs, he can maintain this virtue.

"Praised, so don't praise me anymore! I know I'm good, and I know I'm righteous, thank you! Harpy raised his head and praised himself for being a smooth, not stumbling at all.

The civet was stunned for a moment, then raised a smile and got a new understanding of Harpy, well, knowing that this pug is easy-going, funny, and not as dull as it seems.

Other stray cats and dogs are lying in the nest and have nothing to do, listen to their chats, listen to stories, sometimes sigh, sometimes laugh, and time flies quite quickly.

"Are you going to continue to look for your mother with ears, or are you going to live here?" The civet asked.

Ear glanced at Harpy, and saw Harpy nodding to himself, and then Ear said: "I've been busy running around lately, and I'm a little tired, so I'll stay here for a few days, and we'll leave when we find better weather." ”

On a snowy day like this, it's really not the time to hurry, sharpen the knife and cut the wood! Wouldn't it be better to wait for the weather to be on the road?

What's more, now that the weather is cold, looking at the weak and sparse ears, the civet cat's gaze towards the ears is softer.

"Ears, do you know who I think of when I look at you?" The civet asked suddenly.

The ears and pupils are focused, and the civet cat asks like this, doesn't he know the news of his mother?

"Who?" Ear asked with some excitement.

The civet squinted and smiled, and whispered mysteriously: "Sanmao! ”

"Sanmao?" The ears are confused, who is Sanmao? Why do you think of Sanmao when you see me? What does he do?

Harpy glanced at the sparse visible flesh-colored hair on his ears, and immediately understood what the civet said, and couldn't help but laugh.

Harpy said it really wasn't meant to be.

Ears continued to look confused, and saw that other cats and dogs were also laughing.

Did they get poked in the hole or what? Or is there something Sanmao doesn't know about?

The civet glanced at Harpy, turned and walked away.

Harpy's eyes widened, was this to give it the difficult task of explaining? No way!

In case the kitten makes the kitten cry, it has to bother to coax it, so it doesn't want it!

So Harpy hurriedly said: "Sister Bingxue is smart, let's tell the story of Sanmao to my ears!" ”

The civet paused, and the girl ran back to its own nest.