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Introduction:

Four legs, one head

The coat color is gorgeous and hard to find

There is nothing difficult to get to heaven and earth

The body is dexterous and calm

The night is my home hunt

Coronate me during the day and celebrate

Little hosts

Welcome home

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The days are always extraordinarily long in summer, and one can't help but wonder if the clock at home is out of order, or if the old man is dozing off.

Of course, no one answered these two questions for me, my mother-in-law was doing farm work in the mountains, and my grandfather went to Fangjiaping to eat wine (eat wine: participate in the banquet), and now I am alone here.

I crouched under a walnut tree and watched the ants move.

The black ants lined up in an orderly line towards their new home, looking like a cut of wool from a distance, and up close, they were all black, holding various things in their hands.

Some held food scraps, some animal carcasses, and some white insect eggs.

I followed them step by step, and from time to time I put a small stone on it, and the small branches blocked their progress, and they would always be disrupted by the foreign objects I had placed, and they would make a mess, but they quickly organized the team and resumed their course.

I once told my mother-in-law why the ants moved, and she said it was because it was going to rain and they would drown if they didn't move.

I believe it, and I've been visiting them a lot since then, bringing them food, especially when they're moving.

I thought, the ants are so pitiful, they will move once the next rain. If it were me, I would have drowned a long time ago, hahaha, no way, I'm too lazy.

But just today, I found out that I was deceived, obviously they were moving yesterday, but it didn't rain today, I was afraid to blame them, I waited from morning to now, it's afternoon, and it still hasn't rained.

I couldn't wait any longer, and came to the place where they moved yesterday, only to find out that they had started moving again.

There wasn't a drop of rain today, ahhhhhhh

Hmph, liar! My mother-in-law will definitely not lie to me, that is, the ants have deceived my mother-in-law.

Hmph, you little black worm! Little liars.

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Then think deeply, since the move is not because of the rain, it is their own joy, new, hate, old! This really shouldn't be. It's like Aunt Yan, hum! I heard that I will leave at the end of this month and will move to a new home.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I added another stone to the colony. Hum! I'm not going to let you move, but I've added stones so many times that they always find their way back again.

This nasty obsession! This nasty ability! I was speechless and looked at the sky.

I can't help it, I know that everything I'm doing is in vain, they will still move to their new home, and they will still leave their new home.

I'm angry, but I can't just give them the death penalty because I'm angry that they lied to me, because they like the new and hate the old.

If it could be as big as me, I would definitely fight it, but they didn't, they were small, smaller than my little thumb.

I can't hit them, that's bullying the small, it's not right.

It's been a few days in late July, the sun is still red, and the weather is still very hot.

Grandpa went to the banquet in the morning, and he hasn't come back yet, and he has also been to Fangjiaping for a banquet in the past, so he should have arrived home a long time ago.

I looked back at the empty path, and I couldn't sit still, and I thought Grandpa would come back soon.

My mother-in-law and grandfather have always loved me, but on weekdays, it is my mother-in-law who takes care of my daily life. So grandpa's presence is not big.

But that doesn't mean Grandpa doesn't love me. In the few memories I have, except for me, I surrounded my grandfather and asked him to tell me stories about demons and monsters.

It was my grandfather who brought me all kinds of things. When I went to the mountains to do farm work, my grandfather would bring me back every time he saw fruit that could be eaten. The big ones were in the pockets of his clothes, and the small ones he carefully held in his hands and brought them to me from afar, but he was reluctant to take a bite.

Even when he went out to eat at the banquet, his grandfather would bring back the candy and melon seeds that were distributed to him at the banquet for me to eat.

Now that I think about it, I suddenly think that my grandfather is so cute. He was like a dragon in Western mythology, bringing the princess (i.e., me) back to his lair and watching it day and night. Even the few who went out would bring back what he considered to be the most precious gift for the princess.

So what will grandpa bring back for me at this banquet? Is it a delicious candy, or a big bag of melon seeds, or something else?

I'm looking forward to putting the ant thing behind me. I ran in the direction of the apricot tree, the field next to the apricot tree was very high, and I could overlook the road where my grandfather had returned.

I leaned on to the small tree next to the field and poked my head cautiously.

Well?! No one. Ah, an indescribable disappointment hovered over my chest.

I turned my back away from the field and returned to the path, shuffling in disappointment.

I thought to myself, do you want to? Get some sleep first. When I woke up, Grandpa should be back.

"Hey, Xiangxiang!"

Grandpa's deep voice came from behind me.

I turned around in surprise, but I didn't have time to speak. Grandpa took out a large handful of candy from his pocket and motioned for me to take it and eat it.

I took the candy and found the white, my favorite White Rabbit toffee in a pile of colorful packages.

I peeled one and put it in my mouth, and then peeled it off and handed it to my grandfather.

Grandpa shook his head in refusal and said let me eat, I stubbornly held it up, I knew that grandpa would agree.

Sure enough, my grandfather couldn't resist me and took it.

I turned and walked home, eating candy and slurring it.

"Ye yes (grandpa), you are very sweet (today) to come back a little long (late), to list (to) this time has already arrived at the editor (home)."

Grandpa smiled at me and said, "I brought you a little guy back today, and it can accompany you when I am not at home with your mother-in-law in the future." ”

"Grandpa, really? What a little thing? Show me, show me! My eyes lit up, and then I noticed that my grandfather was still carrying a bag on his left hand.

But this bag was brought out by grandpa when he went out in the morning, so could it be that the little guy put it in grandpa's bag.

Grandpa saw that my eyes were fixed on the bag, so he beckoned me to come closer.

He placed the bag in front of me and gently pulled it open, which contained an umbrella and a kitten.

The kitten lay motionless on the umbrella and seemed to be asleep.

Seeing this, I immediately lowered my voice and said to my grandfather complainingly.

"Grandpa, why didn't you say it earlier. I was so loud just now, if I woke up the kitten, it wouldn't be good. ”

Grandpa touched his nose helplessly and didn't say anything. Seeing that I was very happy with the kitten, he handed me the bag.

I carefully took the bag, put my hands straight in front of me, and tiptoed along.

Occasionally glance at the sleeping kitten in the bag, and be very happy.

We're home. The mother-in-law has not returned. I squatted next to the bag and kept looking at the sleeping kitten in the bag, reluctant to look away.

Kittens' coat is colorful. There are yellow, brown, black...

There are many colors, although they are not particularly clear. But this miscellaneous color did not lower the kitten's appearance.

Grandpa was very happy to see that I was so interested, and smiled but should I choose a name for the kitten.

I nodded, I had never seen so many colors appear on an object.

In my eyes, the only thing that can have so many colors and is very beautiful is flowers.

And so a name mixed with rustic and noble was born.

"Huahua, from today on, you will be called Huahua." I whispered.

I don't know how long I watched it like this, but I suddenly felt that the simple bag was not worthy of our cute little kitten Huahua. My playful kitten should have a bed of her own.

After thinking about it, children are always so energetic. To say that the wind is the wind, and to say that the rain is the rain.

I looked around the house, thought about it, and finally decided to use my mother-in-law's basket of eggs as Flowey's bed, so that I could take it with me to play with me in the future.

Remove the few eggs from the basket and put them on the stovetop. Then wet the cloth that you use to wipe the table with water. Wipe the basket clean, and that's it, the first step of preparation is complete.

In the second step, I ran back to the house where I usually slept, the house where the windows were covered with cardboard.

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I pushed open the yellow wooden door and opened the closet. Find the white fluffy winter jacket that I particularly like.

Rush into the kitchen with it and spread it out in a basket. Tie the extra two sleeves to the grips on each side of the basket. And just like that, a simple and comfortable bed was ready.

I lifted the basket to the side of the bag and stretched out my sinful hand.

Yes! The fur was as soft as I had imagined. I didn't dare to touch it more, so I picked it up and carefully put it on the bed I had just made.

As a result, I don't know if I used too much force. Or Huahua was already vigilant.

It woke up, and it stood trembling on the little white bed I had made for it. A little nervous, meowing, the voice is thin, and it sounds good.

I crouched down and smiled at it. Try to exude a friendly atmosphere.

Blossom saw that I didn't do anything to it. Stretched. As if relaxed, he nestled into the small white bed and licked his forepaws.

I just want to scream, it's so cute, but I'm afraid to scare Flowey. So, I tried to suppress the excitement in my heart. Cautiously, he stretched out his little hand and touched its body along its head.

Flowey is a very tame cat and has been in my house for a week. I haven't seen anyone scratch it, and everyone in the family loves it.

I, in particular, carry it with me everywhere I go. It can be said that where there are flowers, there must be me. Where there is me, there will be flowers.

The Undertaker's Spiritual Record