It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, but it was not summer after all, the weather was cold, and there was no one outside.

Song Ci hugged Nuan Nuan out of the community, a gust of wind came out, and the little guy shrunk his neck.

"What's wrong? Are you cold? Let's go back when it's cold. ”

"It's not cold, it's not cold."

Nuan Nuan immediately shook her head when she heard this, she knew that they were going to the night market, so how could it be cold.

"Then you'll come down and go by yourself?"

"Okay."

Good guy, in order to go to the night market, now she agrees to anything.

And Song Ci wanted her to come down and walk, mainly because they went to the Sanlixiang Night Market, and they could walk directly along the Huancheng River.

On the other side of the Huancheng River, there is a wide green belt, so naturally there is no danger to vehicles, and many people have dinner here at night.

There are a lot of four-season greens planted on the green belt, and even now that it is late autumn, it is still green.

Nuan Nuan is a little taller than Si Si Qing, with a small point.

From a distance, it looks like a brain is moving.

The little guy da-da-da, burying his head and rushing forward, this is probably the Hokage run mentioned on the Internet, and the posture is very cute.

"Be careful."

Song Ci suddenly reminded because he saw a cat squatting on the way forward for Nuan Nuan.

But in an instant he reacted again, because it was not an ordinary cat, but the soul of a cat.

However, Nuan Nuan did not pass directly over the other party's body, because the cat instantly jumped to the side to dodge.

It's a tabby cat with yellow and black fur that looks beautiful.

"Meow~"

The little flower cat barked at Song Ci.

Song Ci beckoned to it and asked it to follow.

The tabby cat was very spiritual, and immediately got up and followed behind Song Ci.

"Daddy, hug."

At this moment, Nuan Nuan suddenly turned around and opened her arms to hug.

"Didn't you say you were going to go by yourself?" Song Ci said.

"But I don't want to leave right now." Nuan Nuan is straightforward.

"If you don't want to go, go home." Song Ci was not angry.

"Then you can take me home." Warm Road.

Song Ci looked back at the way they came, if they counted from the door of their homes, they had already walked half the way, what is the difference between carrying her home now and carrying her to the night market?

He suddenly reacted, this little thing was probably planned a long time ago.

However, Song Ci was not angry, but a little happy in his heart, because this shows that the little guy is smart.

However, he didn't show it, and asked with a straight face, "Have you planned it a long time ago?" ”

"Hee-hee?" Nuan Nuan didn't speak, just showed him a big smile.

Song Ci helplessly bent down to pick her up, reached out and tapped her on her small forehead.

"You little clever ghost."

"Daddy, I love you."

Nuan Nuan said, and kissed Song Ci lightly on the face.

"I'm telling you, don't come here, I'm not grandparents."

Song Ci said this, but his heart blossomed, and the corners of his mouth were about to reach the root behind his ears.

Nuan Nuan put her arms around his neck, and her little face rubbed against his cheeks.

Song Ci hugged the little man, and there was an indescribable warmth and warmth in his heart.

Song Ci hugged Nuan Nuan, much faster than she walked by herself, and soon came to the night market in Sanli Lane.

The moment you walk into the night market, you feel like you've come to another world, with the lights lit up and the air filled with the aroma of all kinds of food.

Nuan Nuan felt that her eyes were not enough, so she looked at the neon lights in the distance, looked at the nearby food stalls, looked at the colorful hydrogen balloons floating in the air, and looked at the rows of small commodity stalls on the side of the road......

Nuan Nuan hugged Song Ci's neck and asked, "Where is Grandpa?" ”

Although it is a night market, after all, it is late autumn, the weather is cool, and it is already more than nine o'clock, so there are not many people, and a few pedestrians are walking on the street.

"I don't know, let's look along both sides." Song Ci pointed to the stalls on both sides of the road.

The whole night market was not long, so Song Ci quickly found Song Shouren's stall.

Song Shouren sat on the pony, curled up, folded his hands, and there was a small stall in front of him, and there were some bits and pieces on the stall.

"Dad." Song Ci walked over with Nuan Nuan in his arms.

"Why are you here?" Song Shouren stood up with a happy face when he heard this.

"Grandpa." Nuan Nuan opened her arms and asked him to hug him.

Song Shouren hurriedly took her from Song Ci's arms.

"Grandpa, are you cold?"

"Grandpa is not cold."

"You're a liar, your nose is red."

Nuan Nuan said, leaning up her hot little face and rubbing it on Song Shouren's face.

"I'll help you make it so you don't get cold."

At this moment, Song Shouren's eyes were red.

"Grandpa is not cold, grandpa is not cold......"

He said this, but his voice trembled a little.

His neck retracted, not wanting to get warm.

"Dad, let's collect the stall and go home."

"It's still early, wait until ten o'clock."

Song Ci didn't persuade him anymore when he heard this, but said: "Then I'll help you watch it for a while, and you can take Nuan Nuan around." ”

"Okay."

Before Song Shouren could speak, Nuan Nuan had already agreed first, and his little head was connected, and he couldn't wait.

Song Shouren's words, which he wanted to refuse, were directly stuck in his throat.

"Here's for you."

Song Shouren took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Song Ci.

"What is this?" Song Ci took it and asked.

"The price of things."

It turned out that Song Shouren had just set up a stall, and there were too many bits and pieces, and he couldn't remember them, so he wrote them on paper.

Song Ci sat down on the pony, and the tabby cat, who had been following behind him, immediately ran forward and squatted at his feet.

"Meow."

Song Ci reached out and picked it up and put it on his lap.

The moment they touched each other, the tabby cat showed its form.

Song Ci stroked his hand twice.

"Meow~"

The tabby squinted its eyes with a lazy look.

"What do you want me to help you with?" Song Ci asked.

"Meow Meow...... Meow Meow ......"

Because of its ability to communicate with sentient beings, although the tabby cat just keeps meowing, Song Ci understands what it means.

"I see, I know, I'll see when I go back."

The tabby cat is not a stray cat, but a domestic cat that died of illness and was buried by the river around the city.

This is very common, after the death of a nearby person's pet, the body is not suitable to be thrown into the trash, and the crematorium is a bit exaggerated, so the final outcome is almost always to choose to find a suitable place to bury.

The greenery along the river around the city is the most suitable place, where pets such as kittens, dogs, and birds are buried and eventually turned into nutrients for plants.

Those who have a heart will also remember the location, and every time they pass by, they will be nostalgic, which is already the best ending for these pets.

But today the tabby cat found him, not for himself, but for a friend.

A feline friend.