"Hey, I'm so hungry." Xiaoqiu took the rice cake cat to the park in the downtown area to visit the cats in their twilight years.

In the bustling crowd, the rice cake cat walked in front and led the way.

The ball placed his hat on the ground, the sunken side facing the sky.

"Sit down!" The ball gestures and flicks. The rice cake cat glanced at her, stood in place, and didn't move.

"Roll in!" The ball arm is in a circle. The rice cake cat turns a blind eye and tickles.

"What are you doing~" Xiaoqiu's mobile phone is out of battery, and he doesn't bring any money, so he's very hungry.

"I'm an inventor, I'm an artist?" Gollum ~ Rice cake cat and small ball both have belly drums.

I didn't have any equipment, so I couldn't conjure up any food out of thin air.

"Okay, okay, for the sake of food, I'll cooperate with you once." The rice cake cat rolled and sat down, crawling forward, "so tired that I was like a dog." ”

The old woman who was passing by took out two rice dumplings from the bag.

"It's still stuffed with dates." Xiaoqiu doesn't like to eat sweet zongzi very much, and always feels so tired, "You have to learn to be satisfied, um." "Let's chirp, chirp, eat.

"Some of them are good eaters, and they are picky eaters." The rice cake cat enjoys its booty.

"I want to have Yao Beizhu to eat, and I won't be picky." The little ball gnawed on the zongzi and peeked at the rice cake cat pitifully, it was good to be a cat. ”

Visitors to the park give rice cakes to the cat Yao Beizhu to eat, what a blessing, "super large, wow!" ”

"It's here!" A large grassland with the rustling of sycamore leaves. The ball points to the cabin in the park, which is a shelter for stray cats.

The cat roof is covered with catnip grass.

"When you're old, you'll have trouble moving." The ball crouches down and touches the cat's ear. But he was touched by a cat's paw.

Also, when counted, cats are equivalent to human beings in their sixties and seventies, as old as their parents.

I haven't been old before, I don't know how good it is to be young, and the elderly cat's movements are not as agile as before.

"Come in and sit down, the kittens prepare food for the guests."

"I can't get into such a small room." Xiaoqiu looked at the shiny little wooden house, about one meter three.

"Xiaoqiu, did you know me on the first day?" The wooden house designed by the rice cake cat must have hidden a mystery.

On the outside, it looks like a wooden house that is three meters high, but on the inside it is more than three meters high.

Of course, the cats that live here don't fight.

On the table is this famous snack, one of each.

"What a blessing." The rice cake cat unceremoniously squints at the sizzling octopus, which is perfectly covered with sesame seeds and sauce with octopus whiskers.

"We're old, we can't bite anymore, we have good food, and we don't have much appetite." The cat in the twilight years is a tortoiseshell cat with black lips that are a little wrinkled and look loose, like the folds on the chin of an old grandmother.

The house is surrounded by cat climbing frames, and the cats have their own nests.

Xiaoqiu picked up a crispy bowl of cold noodles with shredded beans and chicken, and ate it with a hula hula meal, accompanied by pork bone soup and sprinkled with some chopped green onions.

When it's time for a nap, the rice cake cat lies on the bed prepared by the elderly cats.

"The facilities around here were all renovated with the help of rice cake cats." The twilight cats are grateful for the invention of the rice cake cat.

"We knew the ball was coming, so we prepared a big bed." In the twilight years, the cat goes back to its nest for a nap, and it is easy to feel tired when it is older.

It was pouring rain outside the window, and tourists who were still taking pictures just now, or practicing dancing, singing, or playing chess in the park took care of their belongings and left quickly.

Fortunately, the wooden house is perfect for rain and moisture protection.

The cats rested quietly, and water droplets slipped off the leaves.

I don't know how long it took to wake up in the afternoon. The little ball and the rice cake cat are ready to go home.

A large leaf unfurls, supporting the rice cake cat and the ball, carrying them back to the base. The rain outside had stopped, and the air was sober and cool.

When I got home, it was already dinner time. Today is cooked by Chef Kiki Cat.

The rice cake cat nibbled on cat food, secretly glancing at the black pepper beef tenderloin and braised duck leg in the small ball, "It's really good to be a human being." ”

The piggy on the side is looking for a way to make money again.

Others are obsessed with consumption, and pigs are obsessed with making money, so it's no wonder that many piggy banks are in the shape of pigs.

Yun Yi finished the filming work, returned to the room in the base, and began to prepare for what he wanted to do, he had reached the stage where he could pick songs and choose scripts, but he still hoped that he could do it himself.

"Yun Yi hasn't eaten yet, send it to him." Mother Ball cooked a bowl of tomato beef noodle soup.

Xiaoqiu was wearing slippers made of cat hair, "Warm up, I just said that it can always come in handy if you lose so much hair." "The rice cake cat treats himself like a sheep.

"Cloud One." Xiaoqiu knocked on the door, "Dinner." ”

"Put it at the door." Yun Yi is accustomed to writing with a fountain pen, from the previous brushes, pens, ballpoint pens, and pens to the current keyboard typing and voice input, Yun Yi's favorite is still the blue ink fountain pen.

The ball turned and walked away.

"Oh, I forgot to say it, thank you!" Yun Yi was a little polite.

What exactly are you working on? The ball was curious.

The rice cake cat knows that he can't say it to Xiaoqiu, and after reading Xiaoqiu's comics, Yun Yi wants to surprise her.

A cool breeze hits and takes a deep breath...... Listening to the sound of cats picking cat litter, a fresh ...... mixed in the air What a smell!

"Rice cake cat, go take a bath~" The ball takes the catnip spray. The rice cake cat came running like a rabbit.

"As long as you don't get wet, you can take a shower as much as you want." Cats flock to the rice cake cat, and even more attractive than perfume is catnip spray.

"It's really nice for you guys to take a bath here?" Yun Yi walked through the living room with a bowl of soup that he had eaten cleanly.

The hairy cats rolled all over the ground and walked between them, as if they were crossing an obstacle.

"Recently, I have been shooting a cat food commercial." Yun stretched his waist, and it seemed that he was going to stay up late again.

He was not satisfied with the ad copy and redesigned it himself many times.

"Let's think about it." The rice cake cat shakes its body.

Yun Yizheng lacked inspiration and gladly accepted.

The rice cake cat fell asleep together after helping to finish thinking about the copywriting, and the orange cat fell asleep with the dried vegetables pillow on the rice cake cat.

Yun Yi fell asleep on his desk. The ball pushes the door to send warm milk to Yunyi and a wet food package to the cat.

There is a hand-drawn storyboard on the table, a cat food advertisement designed based on the contents of the small ball comic diary, and a series of cat litter advertisements. Yun Yi wants to use his influence to help more small animals.

It's not about love, it's about responsibility, it's not about doing it for others to see, it's about doing it for your own peace of mind.

Xiaoqiu couldn't hold Yunyi again, otherwise he would have put him flat on the bed.

That's it! Xiaoqiu thought of an idea, she directly moved a chair and dozed off on the table with Yunyi.