Yang Ke felt that it made sense, so he really went to tell Lu Zhanting about it.

At this time, Xia Wanqing was on a mysterious road to the cemetery, feeding a group of stray cats on the side of the road with a lunch box filled with fragrant fish meat.

Since Xueqiu was abused and killed by Yu Hong, Xia Wanqing doesn't plan to get another cat to raise, and it's not bad to occasionally get some food to feed stray cats.

She will not only feed these stray cats, and when she encounters cats that have been abused and disabled, she will also use her own medical methods to diagnose and treat them.

At this time, Xia Wanqing was squatting on the side of the road, holding the box of rice fish and feeding the stray cats.

These stray cats don't know where they came from, they are all gathered in one place, with a variety of coat colors and breeds.

After Xia Wanqing watched them smell the fish, she urgently meowed and sighed for them.

They are poor insects abandoned by people, just like the summer evening in the previous life, they are not cared for and cared for.

Maybe that's why she can help a little.

There is no one else in the vicinity, and Xia Wanqing also passed by here because she often went to the cemetery to visit her deceased mother Zhuang Xiaoqing, and she also met these stray cats.

She doesn't come to see them every day, but whenever she does, she doesn't forget to bring them something to eat.

The cats also gradually became familiar with her, and whenever she came, they meowed around her and meowed, and were very intimate with her.

She used the color of the cat's coat to give them a name, or their size.

For example, the black kitten is called Xiaohei, and the white is naturally Xiaobai, and if you can't see any color, it is called Xiaohua, as well as Xiaohuang, Xiaogray, etc., and it looks like a big one, so it is called a big one.

When I first came to feed them, there were only five or six stray cats.

I don't know why, but when I came back a few months later, the cats went from five or six to more than a dozen, and their coat color was much more.

Seeing so many cats at the same time, the rations she can bring are limited, and Xia Wanqing is also very worried.

She can't afford to keep so many cats now, so she can only feed some of them.

Just when Xia Wanqing was playing with the cats, she felt that there was suddenly a gust of cloudy wind on the road, and the wind blew up the leaves on the ground, swirled in the wind, and fell down.

The sky was overcast, the color of lead, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Xia Wanqing noticed that there was a small pavilion on the side, which was a special place for people who came to sweep the tomb to rest.

Since it's windy, it's better to go there and take shelter.

So, with a little yellow milk cat in her arms, she took the lunch box and ran towards the octagonal pavilion on the side of the road.

The stray cats followed her and ran towards the pavilion with joy.

As soon as a man and a group of cats entered the gazebo, the downpour really fell, almost dripping people with cold.

Xia Wanqing looked at the rain curtain outside the gazebo and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so dangerous!" ”

However, she didn't have an umbrella with her, so she had to stay until the rain stopped for a while.

She put the lunch box on the ground and let the cats eat it to their heart's content, while she watched when the rain would stop.

At this time, a person wearing a black poncho suddenly flashed next to him, and it seemed that he had also come here to hide from the rain.