Lang Zhisong named his cat a little. Slightly the most beautiful cat Lang Zhisong has ever seen, it was a kitten when it came to Lang Zhisong's house - just weaned, no different from other kittens. It was brought to Lang Zhisong's house in a shoebox, which later became his oversized bed. When he was a little younger, he was lively and active, and he didn't see it as a different cat at all. Yes, it is indeed a beautiful kitten, but it is not fundamentally different from other beautiful kittens. Its beauty is nothing more than that of a kitten, far from being incomprehensible. Later, when it grew up a little, its beauty went beyond the scope of cats, and it looked like a person no matter how it looked, and of course it looked like those who could be called handsome and beautiful.

So, you must have thought it was a little bit of a tom, but you're wrong. It is a female cat, and she has never been married in her life, which means that she has always been a child, which makes her beauty even more extraordinary. It doesn't have the coquettishness of other beautiful female cats, and the slight beauty is sharp and compelling, which makes people dare not face it, and it is unaware of itself. If it were a person, Lang Zhisong would most likely peek at it from the side and avoid direct contact with it. But it's a little bit of a cat, and when you look at it, Lang Zhisong can be as unscrupulous as possible. Although its mysterious gaze frightened Lang Zhisong, Lang Zhisong comforted himself and said: This is just a cat, a strange cat. Besides, Lang Zhisong grew up watching it.

When I was a little smaller, I didn't see anything unusual. Likes to play with all kinds of ropes, small balls, and jump around the room.

Looking for fish bones under the table, sometimes accidentally stepped on by the owner, a slight scream of the sloppy man. Because it is too small, it is not easy to attract people's attention, and it is not as cautious as it was later. At that time, it was a slightly newborn calf, and it was not afraid to move between the thick cylindrical legs.

Lang Zhisong often lay on the bed, curled up his legs under the quilt, and a soft mountain appeared. Dash to the top of the mountain, or blink your breath at the bottom of the mountain and stoop down like a real big cat that haunts the African plains. Lang Zhisong's hand also joined, it is another strange animal that has never existed in nature, attacking or retreating, flying, landing, and slightly not thinking that it is Lang Zhisong's hand. It takes it very seriously and never slackens.

Later, it was finally able to connect Lang Zhisong's hand with himself and consider it, at least it understood: Lang Zhisong's hand was controlled by Lang Zhisong. Although Lang Zhisong is a large person (compared to a kitten), he is not malicious, and even cares for him. Since Lang Zhisong's hand was similar to a slight size, he regarded it as a playmate. When he is happy, he will play with Lang Zhisong's hand for a while, if he encounters a little lack of interest, how Lang Zhisong's hand teases it will not help, even if Lang Zhisong makes the man-made mountain completely collapse, it is useless. The slightly shrugged shoulders and shook the quilt, and the hair grew away.

I grew up a little bit and lost my curiosity about the world like a kitten. But it's still moving, but the difference is that the rhythm is now completely in its own hands. So far it was still a kitten — a half-sized cat to be exact, and it's hard to say when and for what reason it became different. What happens in childhood must be crucial. Unfortunately, during this period, Lang Zhisong was away from home for several months, and it is unknown what happened. Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if Lang Zhisong stayed at home at that time and didn't leave, Lang Zhisong couldn't know everything that happened to him. After all, it is a cat, living under the bed and at the foot of the wall, which is very different from the world of Lang Zhisong's activities.

Moreover, it can't speak human language, and the thoughts and needs of cats, no matter how carefully observed, are not fully understood by humans. Anyway, when Lang Zhisong came home again, it changed slightly, and it became very abnormal and weird, which was incomprehensible.

Lang Zhisong has not been out for a long time, three or four months, and no more than half a year at most. Half a year, compared to the life time of cats, is several years. In other words, for a little bit, Lang Zhisong has been gone for a few years, and these years are the critical period of a little growth. If it is implemented in people, it may be an important stage in the formation of personality. As the old saying goes: when you see old at the age of seven, that's what it means. During the period of a slight "personality" formation, Lang Zhisong happened to be not by its side, and during this period, something must have happened that was crucial to it and insignificant to Lang Zhisong. This must have happened, but it is impossible to fully trace it.

The most suspicious one was when the neighbor's child came downstairs to borrow a little.

The child is not of school age, it is natural for children to like animals, and the child's father is a colleague of Lang Zhisong's brother, and his mother is a friend of Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law. The child came to borrow the cat, although Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law was unwilling, but there was no reason to refuse. She handed Coco (the child who borrowed the cat) a little solemnly, and the latter went downstairs with the furry ball in her arms. Although Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law can't rest assured, she can't take care of it, if that is the case, it will be too stingy. She just repeatedly told not to feed raw fish intestines to a little, and repeated the words to let Coco return on time, and then reluctantly left the corridor and returned to the room. Two hours later, Coco went upstairs and knocked on the door to return the cat, even earlier than the agreed time, and he must have been tired of playing - the child and the cat have no longevity. Slightly out of Coco's embrace, he ran quickly across the living room and under the bed and disappeared. Although it looked a little panicked, Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law noticed that its fur was undamaged and unharmed. He didn't vomit until the next morning, indicating that Coco didn't give him raw fish intestines. But it just cowered under the bed and refused to come out, and let out a terrible scream that had never been heard before. No matter how Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law called it, it was useless, no matter how gentle and soft her words were, it was in vain, and Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law was already in tears. She sniffed and tapped the edge of the cat's food bowl with a small spoon, which contained milk, and later replaced it with fish soup and whole braised crucian carp.

No one knows what happened within two hours of being loaned out, and since then his temperament has changed slightly, and he has embarked on an extraordinary path of strange cats. It no longer dares to wander between the legs of the table and the legs of moving people, and even the family members find it difficult to know where it is, and even if they know where it is, they cannot get close. Everyone knows that Lang Zhisong has a kitten, but no one has ever seen its real figure. The person who came learned about the fact that Lang Zhisong had a cat by virtue of a special smell, not a deliberate fabrication by Lang Zhisong, but it was almost impossible to trace the source of the smell.

The more this happened, the more the children's curiosity was aroused, and they kept calling around Lang Zhisong's house. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law, as a slight master, sometimes helps to call, but she is very relieved, because she knows that even if she goes out in person, she will not show up easily. The children who came with the guests climbed high and low, and even rummaged through the cabinets, and Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law was secretly amusing on the side. She knew that she had hidden a little, that it was a clever kitten, and that it was hiding in a place that those stupid kids couldn't have thought of. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law herself doesn't want to guess where she is hiding, and she will be frightened if she knows the exact location, so it's better not to know, it's better to trust a little unconditionally. Lang Zhisong's mother had a whim, saying that in the future, she could hide her passbook in a slightly hidden place, so that she could reduce her losses in case thieves visited...... Although it is a cat raised by Lang Zhisong, it directly belongs to Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law. The idea of raising a cat is hers, and usually, she is also the one who takes care of a little more, and she is directly responsible for everything a little. The whole family, except for Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law, is just helping and doing their best, and has no specific obligations. Slightly irritated, pooping and peeing everywhere, the convenient places it chose were very hidden, and they kept changing. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law is responsible for cleaning up the slightest excrement, which is frowned upon enough, and the excrement has to be found out in advance. As mentioned above, a little bit of a master of hide-and-seek, it can hide itself without a trace, let alone a bubble of cat feces much smaller than its size. If it's a bubble of cat urine, it has no volume at all. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law found them out completely by smell. Every day, she had to ask Lang Zhisong's brother or Lang Zhisong to help move the bookcase and lift the brown bandage of the bed. She sweeps up cat droppings, sucks up cat urine with dry cinders, and washes and dries contaminated objects. From then on, Lang Zhisong's house was untidy and even chaotic, with furniture crammed into a pile in the center of the room, always looking like it had just moved in or was about to move away—a moving company's truck was waiting downstairs. In this temporary living environment, people's emotions are inevitably affected, and they are like fish in water for a while. In those years, Lang Zhisong's home was like a wilderness jungle, it was difficult for humans to have a place to stay, and the air was always filled with the fishy smell peculiar to felines. After a long time, the nerves were gradually paralyzed, and by the time the smell was so indifferent that it could hardly be smelled. The sensitivity of the nose has been greatly reduced, and it is no longer easy to accurately find a bubble of cat feces, and it will take more time and more failures than before. Because she knows that her nose is not as effective as before, Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law is always suspicious of something she missed. She was suspicious all day long, looking around and snorting while snorting, and developed a habit of doing so, like a cold patient who has not healed for many years.

There are also beautiful and moving moments, Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law sits at the table, holding a little in her arms, and the latter is on all fours, revealing her pink belly. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law concentrated on catching fleas a little. There was a bowl of water on the table, and Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law first squeezed it to death with two fingernails for each one she caught, and then moved it to her fingertips to soak in water. Half an hour later, the water was black and full of fleas. The fleas on the body seem to be endless, so Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law always has the opportunity to serve it, and the warm and touching scene is repeated again and again. At this time, no one in Lang Zhisong's family could contact anyone except Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law, and even Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law left a little bit of blood on her hands. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law didn't think so, and she didn't go to the rabies vaccine. Lang Zhisong's brother threatened her and said that the incubation period of the rabies virus is up to 20 years, and it may occur one day in 20 years. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law retorted: A little clean and self-conscious, never in contact with the outside world, it is impossible to be infected with rabies Z The reason why it even bites its family members and behaves obediently is due to psychological reasons and has nothing to do with the virus. Lying in the crook of Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law's arm like a baby, it was so beautiful, her eyes were round, and she let Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law's fingers rummage on its belly, and flicked the soft hair on it. It looks a little comfortable, and even closes its eyes, and it seems to make a grunting sound in its throat, but don't fool it with its appearance. Perhaps at this moment, when you are completely relaxed and unguarded, in the midst of this lullaby of peace, the helpless infant will suddenly leap to its feet and stretch out its terrible claws. Once Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law was too concentrated, her head hung too low, and she almost didn't gouge out her eyes slightly. In this way, her nose was still scratched and left with a permanent scar. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law's work of taking care of a little bit is not only arduous, but also full of dangers, no wonder you need to be distracted!

In addition to going to work, she just takes care of a little, and now Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law rarely has time to do housework, and the cooking is unknowingly handed over to Lang Zhisong's mother. Lang Zhisong's mother is in her sixties and her health is not good, so she used to be Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law in the kitchen. Now Lang Zhisong's mother is in charge of the kitchen and stirring the huge wok, and Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law doesn't even do it. Starting from shopping for vegetables on the street, Lang Zhisong's mother took care of everything, and finally washed the dishes at her old man's house. Considering that Lang Zhisong's mother is an only daughter and has not been able to do housework since she was a child, it is not easy to do this step. She has enjoyed a lifetime of happiness, and when she is old, she still has to go to the kitchen to serve her daughter-in-law to eat and drink. At the beginning, Lang Zhisong's mother didn't come back to the taste, and she was quite proud - now she can finally preside over the kitchen and make a table of meals on her own, and she can actually renovate it all at once. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law praised Lang Zhisong's mother for making it delicious, and she was ashamed of herself. Lang Zhisong's brother and Lang Zhisong had no choice but to echo him. For a period of time, Lang Zhisong's mother has been very motivated to cook. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law also goes to the kitchen every day, and that's for a little. She boiled the catfish intestines on the fire, until the room stinked so much that everyone covered their noses. But sometimes, Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law's cat food is also full of aroma, which is the fresh small fish she personally buys on the street, and can swim in the basin after buying it. Every holiday, Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law has to buy it herself, cook it in the kitchen, and finally clean the stove and bowls herself, but all of this has nothing to do with Lang Zhisong's diet (including herself). In order to cook a little in time, sometimes she will compete with Lang Zhisong's mother for the kitchen. Lang Zhisong's mother is old, and her actions are inevitably slow. What's more undesirable is the cat food made by Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law, whose aroma overshadows the human food cooked by Lang Zhisong's mother, making Lang Zhisong salivate. Once Lang Zhisong's brother ate a spoonful of cat food made by Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law, and praised Lang Zhisong's mother for making it delicious. Another time, Lang Zhisong tasted a bite of the sweet and sour fish made by Lang Zhisong's mother, and it was so unpalatable that he thought it was a little dinner. With these two misunderstandings, Lang Zhisong's mother's enthusiasm for cooking plummeted, and she was no longer able to move the iron pot of stir-fry like a real master.

Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law didn't help Lang Zhisong's mother do things, it was not intentional. She circles around a little bit all day long, to a large extent, for Lang Zhisong's mother. If she doesn't care about it, Lang Zhisong's mother still has to take care of it? If she doesn't cook the food of the cat, Lang Zhisong's mother, wouldn't she still give a share to a little bit? None of these are the most important things. The important thing is that Lang Zhisong's mother is naturally sensitive to small bugs. In the summer, if there is a mosquito in the room, she can't sleep, and if she is bitten by a bun Lang Zhisong, her mother will itch and can't sleep all night.

She has a strong reaction to mosquitoes, and she especially provokes mosquitoes, if there is a room where mosquitoes only stare at Lang Zhisong's mother to bite, Lang Zhisong's mother is a natural and excellent mosquito repellent for others. Mosquitoes are still like this, and fleas are even more miserable. Since raising it a little later, Lang Zhisong's mother's body is also covered with blood marks, of course, it was not a slight scratch, but Lang Zhisong's mother did it herself, which was caused by the lump she scratched and flea bites, so in the final analysis, it was because of a little. Seeing that Lang Zhisong's mother was a little tired, Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law felt deeply guilty, and there was nothing else she could do but spend more time catching the fleas on her body. It is impossible to give it away in a slight. Lang Zhisong's mother has already seen that Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law treats a little bit like her own son. Her old man and Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law are both women who are well aware of righteousness and knowledge, if it weren't for a little, the relationship between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law would be a mess.

The key is a little, and the key is a little bit of fleas. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law also bought a cat collar - a drug collar to prevent fleas, and put it on a little. As a result, the fleas escaped from a little bit, and they were a little free from its suffering, and they were happy, but the escaped fleas were not eliminated, they scattered in all directions, and finally gathered on the bedding of Lang Zhisong's mother. Lang Zhisong's mother didn't wear any cat music, and the consequences can be imagined. She was a little more difficult to do, with no cat collar and no one to catch fleas for her all day. Looking at Lang Zhisong's mother's body that was scratched miserably by herself, Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law couldn't recognize it, and removed the cat from her neck slightly. Most of the fleas return to live on a little fur after hearing the news, but a small number remain. Although one flea bite is enough to keep Lang Zhisong's mother awake all night, she has just been liberated from hundreds of fleas and thousands of bites, although there are still more than a dozen fleas on her body and dozens of bites, she still feels relaxed. In other words, Lang Zhisong's mother's ability to endure fleas is gradually increasing. Watching Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law diligently catch fleas under the lamp day and night, Lang Zhisong's mother couldn't say anything.

Lang Zhisong's brother, as a filial son, vowed to destroy all the fleas cleanly and thoroughly, and annihilate them all before they escaped from the body. He brought a can of spray to kill flies, cockroaches and all kinds of mosquitoes, and aimed it at a little bit of a wild spray. A strange cry of déjà vu sounded. Instead of escaping into a place like this behind the cupboard under the bed, it jumped on the windowsill. Maybe the attack came from inside the room, and they felt that there was no safety in the room, so they fled outside. Lang Zhisong's house is located on the seventh floor, but fortunately the window is covered with a plastic curtain, otherwise the consequences of jumping out in a little recklessness will be unimaginable. It grabbed the curtain and had to leap upwards because it was hindered from moving forward. The slight forelimbs had broken the screen, the claws had lifted the weight of the whole body, and the lower limbs were still clinging. Its limbs were spread out, and it appeared in the rectangular light of the window, and the eyes of Lang Zhisong were only slightly blackened due to the backlight.

I couldn't go up and down slightly, and let out a scream. Brother Lang Zhisong held the sprayer in his hand and sprayed it squarely. A mist containing a strong smell of dichlorvos wafted through the room and condensed into droplets dripping from the slightly damp fur.

Lang Zhisong's brother wants to solve the problem once and for all, and this is a rare opportunity in the face of a ferocious little (it fixes itself in the center of the window and cannot move). Brother Lang Zhisong squirted as much as he could, consuming most of the potions. The slight cry turned faint, and it fell almost unchanged to the floor beneath the window.

Brother Lang Zhisong knew that he was in trouble, and he did his best to save a little. He rinsed it with clean water for a while, changed basin after basin of water, and then simply put it under the faucet. The latter does not struggle and is at the mercy of it.

How difficult it is to take a bath in normal times! Every time, Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law took it upon herself to let Lang Zhisong's brother hold a slight hind leg. Every time I gave a little bath, it was at the cost of a few more blood marks on Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law's arm, and because of the slightly stronger resistance, I couldn't wash it completely and thoroughly every time. This time, I finally had a lot of fun, not only did I make soap twice, but I also rinsed it repeatedly with water. Lang Zhisong's brother used a towel to wipe it slightly, and then sent out a slow hot air with the weak shield of the hair dryer, and he even cut the "nails" of the front and rear paws slightly. When Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law came home from work, she only saw Lang Zhisong's brother taking care of a little bit, and the slight weakness and obedience made Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law a little jealous. Because of her jealousy, she couldn't find out the truth clearly, and Lang Zhisong's brother used a sprayer to hide it. After vomiting a few times, it gradually recovered, and now it is impossible to trust anyone except Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law. It raided Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law with double madness, the only one who could have approached it. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law's arms are covered with new and old scars, overlapping and scrofula, and she has also practiced a set of dodging skills in a slight exchange, if she is replaced by someone else, the scars on her hands will be several times more.

Of course, Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law was aware of the cold after a little bathing and the change in temperament after the cold, but she didn't dig deeper.

She must have suspected that Brother Lang Zhisong had done something to her, and the woman's instinct told her that this matter was very important, and once it was revealed, there might be a possibility of divorce. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law was reluctant to divorce Lang Zhisong's brother, and Lang Zhisong's brother was the same, so they learned to avoid each other and kept a little bath secret. Brother Lang Zhisong's appearance of being a thief is like a woman outside.

Coco later came to borrow the cat a few times, but Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law was still inconvenient to refuse because of her acquaintances, and of course, she never fell into the hands of Coco for the second time. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law said generously: "Borrow a cat to play? Yes, as long as you can find a little. "Coco went to Lang Zhisong's house to find a little, no matter how hard he tried, he always got nothing. After that, the game of playing cats became a game of finding cats. Since a little bit can never be found, it arouses Coco's competitive spirit at first, but only discourages him in the end. Sometimes Lang Zhisong can't help but wonder: Where did he hide himself a little? was able to escape a shrewd and shrewd child like Coco. After Coco left, Lang Zhisong opened the drawer in the middle of the desk, wanting to take out the stationery and write something, but the fluffy and warm ball under the tentacles was actually hidden in it. It enters from the empty space behind the table, and of course it is not possible to imagine opening the drawer and closing it by yourself, no matter how clever you are. A bubble of cat urine was left behind while spilling out of the drawer, pouring it on the manuscript paper, letterheads and other stationery, and there was a special faint smell of fishy smell on the letters written by Lang Zhisong to his friends and the manuscripts sent to the editorial department for a period of time.

It has always been very sensitive to the sound of footsteps going upstairs, even if it is eating, it must stop when it hears the noise in the hallway. It stretched out its neck and pricked up its ears like a dog, until it realized that the footsteps were not coming from Lang Zhisong's house, and then he relaxed and buried his head to continue eating. It reacts especially strongly to the sound of Coco's footsteps, which disappear as soon as they appear in the hallway, no matter where they go. Coco's family lives downstairs and goes up and down the stairs at least twice a day, so they hide at least twice a day. The footsteps actually only reached Coco's house, or went down from Coco's house. On average, the footsteps only lead to the door of Lang Zhisong's house once every two months, and then because Coco can never find the slightest bit, the number of footsteps approaching is becoming more and more rare. As Coco grew up, once every six months, and then it was simply gone. The slight reaction is still the same, as long as Coco is not old enough to stand on her own and still lives in her parents' house, she will have to go up and down the common stairs every day, and the slightest overreaction will not stop. Even though he was an adult, his steps were steady due to the change in physique, and he could still hear that it was the terrible Coco walking, and he couldn't help but tremble. As soon as Lang Zhisong looked at his slight appearance, he knew: Coco went downstairs, Coco came home, or there was Coco's kid in the chaotic footsteps. Lang Zhisong's judgment is foolproof.

Later, he lived a little more than seven years. The seven years were spent in the accompaniment of Coco's terrible footsteps, which never stopped, sometimes with regularity, but also with accidents. Maybe when it will come to the door of Lang Zhisong's house. Coco knocked on the door, and he had grown into a tall young man, strange to him, but Lang Zhisong firmly believed that it was Coco—the sound of his footsteps going upstairs made him scatter a little, and he fled without a trace. He doesn't come to the house to borrow cats anymore, he comes to copy the electricity meter to collect electricity bills, or because Lang Zhisong's toilet leaks and the roof of their house is damp. In short, for the sake of some public welfare or private interests in the neighborhood, the young man has been able to help his parents share the responsibilities. He was more ashamed than when he was a child, squirming in front of the door, and children at this age were the least confident.

He must have forgotten that he had come here to borrow a cat when he was a child, and that he would carry it downstairs for two ordinary hours.

These two hours were too ordinary and boring for him to remember, but for a little while, they were unforgettable, thrilling, fateful and doomed. Lang Zhisong was impulsive, and really wanted to tell this unconfident and forgetful young man: For Lang Zhisong's family, he is God, as long as he stomps his feet, he will definitely be scared to the core.

A slight fear of Coco can't be alleviated for life, and it's a different story for Lang Zhisong's brother. First, Brother Lang Zhisong's damage to it was not as much as Coco's (as for how Coco hurt it, it is still unknown, so it became more and more serious in imagination), and second, the time of the incident was also later. Although it is a little worse, it is also somewhat psychologically prepared. What's more, Brother Lang Zhisong didn't mean it, and the injury was slightly due to negligence. For a cat that is a little more intelligent, this difference is still noticeable. Lang Zhisong's brother lives in this house, and he has time to gradually understand this. After Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law died of breast cancer, she had no choice but to get close to Lang Zhisong's brother. Brother Lang Zhisong is the same, he has no choice. When Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law was alive, in order to defend the interests of Lang Zhisong's mother, he repeatedly proposed to give it away, and at that time, it was theoretically possible to abandon it. Now, however, there is a slight meaning of inheritance. Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law made a formal "Tuo Gu" when she was dying, saying that she was most at ease with this little bit, and hoped that Lang Zhisong's brother would treat it well in the future. Brother Lang Zhisong agreed with tears in his eyes, and Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law closed her eyes with confidence. Therefore, no matter how Lang Zhisong's mother complained about the fleas and how she went crazy with grief and anger, she scratched the leather sofa at home and ate all the flowers on the balcony, but Lang Zhisong's brother always listened to it. He didn't mean to take the opportunity to abandon it for a while. He was much more tolerant now, and forgave the slightest act of destruction as a child's cute and legitimate naughtiness. Now it's not just a cat, it's his son, not only his son, but also a child without a mother, not only a child without a mother, sometimes even his mother herself, a representative of Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law. Brother Lang Zhisong couldn't help but look at things and think about people, and transformed the resentment into a little warmth.

Brother Lang Zhisong took the rice spoon in Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law's hand and began to boil the catfish intestines slightly. Once a day, he went downstairs to pick up burnt cinders for a little urine. The pace of urban development is extremely fast, and fewer and fewer people burn honeycomb coal. Lang Zhisong's brother went downstairs every day to ask for cinders from the residents who still lived in the bungalows. Later, they also used canned liquefied gas, and Lang Zhisong's brother had to go further until he walked to a place where there were poor people with coal-burning stoves.

In order to get the precious cinders, Lang Zhisong's brother gave a small favor, using publicly-funded medical treatment to prescribe a little pill to others, or give away one or two expired magazines, until the other party's appetite grew bigger and bigger, and Lang Zhisong's brother could not satisfy it. The burnt cinders were useless, and even if they weren't given to Brother Lang Zhisong, they would be thrown into the trash. For a period of time, Lang Zhisong's brother rummaged in the garbage can, and over time, his skills gradually became proficient, and his movements were clean and stylized like a real pick-up of rags. Lang's brother's behavior touched the kindness of his neighbors, including colleagues in Lang's brother's unit up and down the floor, and the family that opened a grocery store across the street to do small business. They heard that Lang Zhisong's brother raised a cat for Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law, and Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law went at a young age, which was really pitiful. Brother Lang Zhisong took care of a little bit clumsily and flamboyantly, and couldn't help but become a beautiful conversation among the residents of the small city. It is said that Lang Zhisong's brother has a good heart, and it is not easy, as if he is really trying to pull the children left by Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law. He begged for cinders and cat fish intestines from others like a flower child, and later he didn't have to go out in person, someone would send it to his door. Everyone knows that Lang Zhisong's family needs these two things. All the nearby coal-burning stoves will send the burned cinders to Lang Zhisong's house as long as they have the slightest conscience. Several times a day, there is a knock on the door, and when the door opens, a plastic bag of bloody fish offal is handed in. In these years, fish is cheaper than meat, and there are many benefits of eating fish, which cannot be compared with the frequency of fish eating fish in previous years. The internal organs of all the fish that were eaten in this area were gathered in Lang Zhisong's house, and even if he had a slightly bigger stomach, he couldn't stand it, and besides, he was just a kitten with an overly nervous and poor appetite. Lang Zhisong didn't want to brush off everyone's good intentions, so they had to accept it, except for some of them that were frozen in the refrigerator for preservation, and the rest were discarded in garbage bags intact. In front of Lang Zhisong's house, the burned coal base was also piled up, and even the normal exit was hindered. Lang Zhisong's brother and Lang Zhisong took advantage of the high moon and wind to transfer them downstairs in batches and phases, and threw people into the garbage transfer station. In order to carry a lot of garbage, Lang Zhisong's brother's overall labor has not decreased at all, and even Lang Zhisong has to help from the side. Of course, the feeling is different from what it used to be. Before, he took cinders and fish intestines home, but now he gets them out. The latter is in any case due to surplus, so the work is psychologically more down-to-earth than before.

Lang Zhisong's brother's slight act of raising him made the relationship between Lang Zhisong's family and the neighborhood greatly improved, and he moved around more frequently. Of course, the main thing is that they come to Lang Zhisong's house. Still reluctant to show up. This much-talked-about orphan is also too faceless. Now not only children, but also aunts and aunts are also calling around Lang Zhisong's house, looking for them all over the house. There are many people with mixed mouths, Lang Zhisong's family is making a lot of noise, and the floor is full of crooked footprints, not to mention a little, even Lang Zhisong also wants to find a clean place to hide himself. Of course, Lang Zhisong can just leave, and he does not have any obligation to Lang Zhisong in any sense. Lang Zhisong's brother will not be, he has to accompany the people who come and listen to them pass on the scriptures and send treasures. There are many visitors who have cats at home, and they have never heard of the need for so many cinders for the convenience of cats. They told Lang Zhisong's brother that he should train a little so that he squatted on the enamel toilet like a human to excrete, and that there should be at least a fixed place for easy cleaning. Using cinders, this is too primitive. Brother Lang Zhisong had no choice but to explain to them how strange this cat was, and that it was caused by fear of pooping and peeing everywhere. How scared, recognizable, shy and dislike of excitement, Lang Zhisong's brother hinted that it was very much like its master at this point. The visitors couldn't hear what Lang Zhisong's brother was saying, but they already knew that it was a strange cat. It is so strange that it does not like to be in the company of others, which is a typical orphan character. There are also people who believe that the reason for this is slightly due to sexual repression. "Is he still a virgin?" They asked. "Yes," said Lang Zhisong's brother, "it is afraid of even the family, let alone a strange cat." It's so big, and it's never been out of this building. ”

"This is the crux of the problem. It should find a wife for it, Chong Chong is happy. ”

A few days later, a Persian female cat that stood out after many screenings was sent to Lang Zhisong's house. It has the heavy responsibility of being slightly paired, and it lives in Lang Zhisong's house for half a month, and in the end it achieves nothing.

It's not as fearful as it is to people, they are of the same kind after all, but they don't have the special closeness that they have with each other. The little female cat is the only cat she has seen as an adult, and she should (slightly) show great enthusiasm, but she doesn't. A little lukewarm to another cat, and not to mention the impatience that a female cat should have. It looked commonplace, not startled, but the she-cat was shameless, circling around a little, and at the same time making all kinds of lewd cries asking for mating. It stretched its head and face between its legs, sniffed around, and jumped onto the bench to avoid harassment for a moment. The kitten circles around the bench and lifts her paws from underneath to reach her tail slightly. If it jumps on the bench, it jumps off at once, and never stays on the same bench as it. Always avoid the side when eating, and let the little female cat eat first. The little female cat snorted in warning while biting the fish's head, not being allowed to get even closer to the food bowl. It slightly shows a very high wind and bright festival, and it looks very graceful, you must know that the food bowl was originally it. The little female cat had eaten and drunk enough to eat a little bite, and then she barely managed to eat two bites. In terms of excretion methods, the little female cat wins. Sure enough, it squatted on the flush toilet like a human, with its front paws propped up on the edge of the toilet. A little bit, as always, he sprinkled wild urine and wild feces everywhere, and although it made the house smell bad, it made Lang Zhisong avoid witnessing the cat's wonderful imitation of humans - which made Lang Zhisong feel very embarrassed. A week later, when he learned that the owner of the female cat was coming to visit, Lang Zhisong's brother hurriedly bathed the little female cat. It seems to be used to the routine, squinting and snoring when the wind blows. Brother Lang Zhisong also sprinkled some perfume left by Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law on the little female cat, and because of the familiar smell, Brother Lang Zhisong was in a trance for a while. He gently stroked the soft and clean fluff on the kitten's belly, and ignored the slight ignorance, which meant that she was not jealous at all. Later, the little female cat was taken away, and it was a little as usual, and it was incomprehensibly calm. Sometimes Lang Zhisong can't help but wonder, has the female cat ever been to Lang Zhisong's house? Have you ever been with a cat that isn't it? Yes, he is still a virgin and has not enjoyed the slightest pleasure in marriage, but Lang Zhisong's brother has married him after all, and Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law should also be comforted if she has knowledge underground. It's not that they don't have the opportunity to get to know the female cat, or that they don't have a female cat who takes a fancy to her, but that they are disdainful of marriage and the female cat. Since he has chosen the path of celibacy a little, everyone has to respect it.

After the death of Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law, although he was slightly favored by Lang Zhisong's brother for a while, the good times did not last long, because the flea problem was not properly solved. Before Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law died, she caught fleas a little under the lamp every day. Although Lang Zhisong's brother can pick up cinders and beg for cat fish intestines, it is obviously difficult for him to catch fleas a little. Imagine that Brother Lang Zhisong, a big man, holds a kitten in his arms all day long, rummaging through its belly, what kind of body does it become? Even if Brother Lang Zhisong can endure humiliation, he is not so careful. Catching fleas a little bit not only requires gentle love, but also requires superb skills, and Brother Lang Zhisong had no choice but to retreat. Although Lang Zhisong's mother suffered from fleas, Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law's bones were not cold, and it was difficult to make a suggestion to abandon it for a while. Later, it became the object of attention of the little girls and old ladies of the entire residents, and Lang Zhisong's mother's request was even more difficult to say. Considering that Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law had a good relationship with her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law before her death, Lang Zhisong's mother had a lot of affection for Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law, and her enduring it was not entirely involuntary. Lang Zhisong's mother also considered replacing Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law's job and catching fleas a little, but after all, she is old, her eyes are dizzy, and she usually needs Lang Zhisong's help to wear a needle or something, not to mention catching fleas, a job that requires a high degree of agility and accuracy? Therefore, Lang Zhisong's mother pinned her hopes on her future daughter-in-law.

Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law died just over a month ago, and Lang Zhisong's brother proposed to remarry, but considering that the object of the continuation of the string is premised on the following requirements, people who are keen on Lang Zhisong's family affairs suddenly realized.

The person must like animals, or rather, cats. Not only does she like to have cats, but she also has to be good at serving, to be exact, she has a set of flea catches for cats, and she doesn't have cats herself. Such conditions are very strange, and people can't help but wonder: is the family marrying a daughter-in-law, or is it looking for a stepmother for the cat? The girl on a blind date entered the gate of Lang Zhisong's house, smelled the zoo-like smell, and understood everything.

Lang Zhisong's brother couldn't continue, and he and Lang Zhisong's mother shifted their attention to Lang Zhisong again. At this time, Lang Zhisong and his girlfriend have been in love for more than two years, and they can get married. They welcomed Lang Zhisong to move back home after marriage, and Lang Zhisong's brother offered to give up his bedroom and Lang Zhisong's sister-in-law. Originally, Lang Zhisong's mother examined Lu Wanyi (Lang Zhisong's girlfriend) for a long time and never agreed to Lang Zhisong's marriage. Lu Wanyi saw the opportunity and pretended to like a little bit. She also held it in her arms a little and caught fleas a few times. Only Lang Zhisong knew that after each time, she would change the clothes she wore when catching fleas one by one, put them in a zippered plastic bag, and then throw them into the garbage bin under their dormitory building. Every time, she asked Lang Zhisong to accompany her to the street to choose underwear and jackets. At this time, Lang Zhisong realized: This is another flea catching day. Lang Zhisong whispered to Lu Wanyi: These clothes can still be worn after washing. She turned a deaf ear, Lang Zhisong did Lang Zhisong, and immediately discarded the clothes she had changed. Her eagerness and nervousness were like throwing away the bloody clothes of murder. It's summer, but I don't have a lot of clothes on my body anyway, and when the weather gets colder, it's hard to keep up the money needed to catch fleas. By the way, Lu Wanyi's expenses for buying clothes have always been paid by Lang Zhisong. Although she would rather wronged herself and wear as cheap clothes as possible to Lang Zhisong's house to catch fleas a little, Lang Zhisong was still tired of this trick. When Lang Zhisong's mother did not agree to Lang Zhisong marrying Lu Wanyi as his wife, Lang Zhisong really wanted to marry her, and now, seeing that Lang Zhisong's mother was about to loosen her mouth, Lang Zhisong did not have the original enthusiasm. It's so hard to say what people do. At a critical juncture, Lang Zhisong revealed Lu Wanyi's conspiracy to Lang Zhisong's mother. What excites Lang Zhisong's mother the most is that in fact, she (Lu Wanyi) doesn't like it a little, and she doesn't plan to live with Lang Zhisong at home after marriage.

Lu Wanyi knew that it was hopeless to marry Lang Zhisong, so she never caught fleas again. When she had to come to Lang Zhisong's house (she was still Lang Zhisong's girlfriend), she covered her mouth and nose unabashedly, did not touch Lang Zhisong's cup, did not sit on Lang Zhisong's chair, stood in the living room of Lang Zhisong's house, and tried her best to keep herself from leaning on. If possible, she would like to hang in mid-air. She looked heroic as she went deep into the tiger's den, and muttered desperately: "Stinky to death!" Stinks to death! ”

Lang Zhisong's family lives on the seventh floor, the top floor, and above the seventh floor is the roof that covers the entire residential building. There is a square skylight in the hallway, from where you can use a ladder to reach the roof. The roof of the building was desolate with a huge water tank supplying water to residents on the fifth floor and above, as well as a few television antennas erected sporadically. It's an empty and uninhabited place, and the area is not small. There are no comparable buildings around, and from the rooftops you can see the grand outline of the city, and the Jinling Hotel and the Yangtze River Bridge are respectively seen as a gray shadow. As soon as I stood on the roof, I felt a strong wind, at least the air was fresh, and my heart suddenly opened up a lot.

In the summer, some residents of the building climbed up to enjoy the coolness, and then they were forbidden to climb to the roof for fear that the naughty child would fall down. Except for the National Day fireworks, the residents in the building dragged their families and fished out from the skylight.

The conditions for watching the fireworks here are unique. Later, people used this place to watch lunar eclipses, comets, and all kinds of man-made or natural celestial phenomena. Because of the large number of people coming and going, the fragile insulation layer was broken, and the roof leakage of the residents on the top floor in rainy and snowy weather caused the rooftop observation station to be closed forever.

Brother Lang Zhisong somehow bought off the housing management department, got the key to open the skylight in the corridor, and quietly smuggled it up. He placed a cotton mat in the crack of the broken insulation for a little sleep, and lived on the roof of the building for a while. Due to the presence of the cement insulation, it is actually slightly exposed to sunlight and wind and rain, and it moves between the asphalt on the roof and the insulated cement slab, and the conditions are better than expected. According to Lang Zhisong's elder brother's words: "I have the largest per capita housing area in Nanjing. "No, the entire roof is now a little bit owned.

The area of the entire roof is the sum of the area of the four houses on each floor, plus the corridor, as for how much, Lang Zhisong simply can't count. The total population of the four households is about twenty, which means that a small one person (cat) lives in a place the size of twenty people, which is really different from hiding in a corner or drawer of Lang Zhisong's house in the past.