13. Three cats (hairy) wander
"Choke on! Choke on! Don't look at me as a little milk cat, but I know a lot of stories! Choke on! Choke on! Do you know that Sanmao died early, and God knows if he killed himself? You don't know I don't know, what the fuck knows... The devil counts as a bird,......γγγγγγγγγγγγγγγγ I cursed the traitor to die early, and I didn't know if he committed suicide. β
"Hey! Imp, you can still sing Allegro! β
"This chief is really good at blowing, and he even called me: Hey! Little ghost, I'm not Guo Xiaogui, his name is Guo Rugui. This chief is really good at pounding, I don't know how to call me Wei Xiaobao. I'm a cat, but it's nothing - hey! Gremlin. The three cats (hairy) wander can enter the hole, and the little ghost will blow the lamp. β
"Stop! Stop! Commander Ma Jinlong couldn't help but interject and said: "Stop singing Allegro, you should talk about the death of Sanmao!" β
"Good! Hey! Hey! The little milk cat spat and spat hard, and "whoosh" took out a villain book from behind the buttocks, as if it was "Sanmao Wandering", and read it vigorously-
Indeed, most people generally believe that the famous female writer, playwright, traveler, and orator Sanmao hanged herself in her bathroom in Taiwan on January 4, 1991. This is even more, Sanmao actually died in a hospital. However, Zhang Jingran, the author of the recently published book "The Crying Lily - Sanmao Died of Murder", pointed out in the book that the conclusions circulating in society and the Taiwan police that the suicide was not reliable, and that Sanmao may have actually died of murder.
Zhang Jingran, the head of the Hong Kong Painting and Calligraphy Publishing House, once published "Sophistry - Analysis of Ma Zhongxin and Sanmao Truth". A few days ago, Zhang Jingran was interviewed by a reporter and talked to the reporter again about the doubts about Sanmao's suicide.
Refuting the theory of "misanthropy due to illness", the cause of death filled in by the Taiwan police in the "post-mortem application" was "misanthropy due to illness". His mother's "careless life" was so easy to draw conclusions.
Zhang Jingran pointed out that if it is said that "tired of the world due to illness", then Sanmao does not know how many times he will die. It must be known that Sanmao has been sick since she was a child, until she left this world. Many of her works were completed through illness, including "Rolling Red Dust". Some people may say that Sanmao suspected that he was terminally ill, felt pessimistic and disappointed, and his days were numbered, and he ended his life by hanging himself in this extremely depressed, extremely gloomy, extremely depressed, and extremely decadent mood.
But does Sanmao really suffer from an incurable disease?
Indeed, Sanmao once suspected that he and his mother had the same disease - endometrial cancer. For this reason, she decided to be hospitalized for further examination.
On the evening of January 2, 1991, Sanmao was hospitalized at Veterans General Hospital. At 10 a.m. the next day, the doctor performed a minor operation on Sanmao. According to the surgery, Sanmao was suffering from a general gynecological disease, not the cancer she suspected
Sanmao's attending doctor, Zhao Guanzhong, clearly told Sanmao after the operation: After the operation, with medication, the endocrine will slowly improve, and the menstrual affairs will be normal, and told her not to worry. The hospital decided to arrange for Sanmao to be discharged on the 5th. But no one expected that Sanmao would leave this world in the early morning of the 4th.
So, who can explain how she could have committed suicide in despair after the hospital had already ruled out cancer for him?
Refute the "red dust" pressure to say
Another reason for the once-popular Sanmao's suicide was that the film script "Rolling Red Dust" she wrote did not win the Best Screenplay Award.
In this regard, Zhang Jingran retorted that in fact, Sanmao had long been mentally prepared that "Rolling Red Dust" would not win the Best Screenplay Award, and she took this matter very lightly. On November 21, 1990, nearly one month before the Golden Horse Awards, Sanmao wrote in a letter to Zhang Leping and his wife in Shanghai:
"The film I worked so hard to write broke the news, we participated in the Golden Horse Awards, the largest film festival in Taiwan and Hong Kong, and I was nominated for the Best Original Screenplay Award, but I didn't believe that I would win the award, I don't see this very lightly."
Although he was defeated, Sanmao did not take the "Best Original Screenplay" award to heart. Sanmao, who has been "wandering" in many countries around the world for decades, will not be so careful! It is nonsense to say that Sanmao died under the pressure of "Rolling Red Dust".
refute the "trapped by love" theory
Zhang Jingran pointed out that although Sanmao was disturbed by the whirlpool of "love", he was by no means trapped by love. After Jose's death, Sanmao also contacted several boyfriends, but to no avail.
A married man once courted Sanmao, but Sanmao knew very well that the man's wife loved him very much, and he was thinking differently.
Sanmao clearly rejected him, Sanmao said: "In my moral concept, even if a married man is good to me, I will never be tempted." β
On an island in North Africa, a brilliant advertising artist in Spain proposed to Sanmao, who also had a crush on him. But because of his profession as an advertiser, he was exposed to beautiful models in various postures, which made Sanmao very worried.
She told him honestly, "If we get married, I can't bear to live in fear of losing you all the time." β
For love, Sanmao is rational and realistic.
When Sanmao was on vacation, he met a dignified, handsome and free young man, and Sanmao was moved, but in the end, neither party left a mailing address.
Still in North Africa, Sanmao met a bank manager. When Sanmao was going back to Taiwan, the manager found Sanmao to confide in him, and he asked Sanmao to give him 10 days to go on vacation together. Sanmao was moved by his true feelings and agreed to his request - but not now, but agreed in 10 years. What a clever Sanmao.
Zhang Jingran said that in Sanmao's emotional world, he has always advocated wisdom, courage and morality, and Sanmao will never commit suicide because of love. In addition, Zhang Jingran also used his own evidence to refute the reasons for Sanmao's suicide, such as the theory of emptiness and loneliness, Jiang Lang's talent, suicide and so on.
"Sanmao committed suicide and said" There are too many doubts! In addition, Zhang Jingran also raised many doubts about Sanmao's suicide - Sanmao once clearly stated in "The Joy of Life": "I will not commit suicide again." β
Sanmao had already scheduled the 1991 schedule to March and April 1991, and revealed these processes to friends and reporters many times. In the early morning of January 1991, she also wrote a letter to Jia Pingwa, telling Jia Pingwa that she would go to see him in four or five months. How can Sanmao have a reason to commit suicide at this time? What Jia Pingwa said is too dishonest!
Sanmao has repeatedly and unequivocally rejected death. Sanmao said in "The Immortal Bird": "A responsible person has no right to die. In 1990, Sanmao replied to a person with misanthropic tendencies: "If suicide can solve the problem, then there are no living people in the world." Let me tell you, it's not just you who want to kill yourself, many people want to kill themselves. You give me a good life. Don't be too sure that Sanmao is definitely not as immersive as you, she can live, and you can live; If she doesn't kill herself, you don't kill yourself; If you don't live well, I won't let you go. "
Sightings and conclusions are the opposite
Zhang Jingran said that the deceased's method of death, the tools that caused the death, the appearance of the corpse, and the environment at the scene of the death are important bases for judging his suicide and homicide, and how can the situation in the eyes of Sanmao's mother (who arrived at the scene before 8 a.m. on January 4) and the police (who arrived at the scene at 10:15 a.m. on January 4) be completely different.
According to the information provided by the police, when the cleaning lady at the hospital found Sanmao's body, "Sanmao's body was half-hanging above the toilet and he was already dead of anger." A pair of coffee-colored stockings, one end of which is wrapped around Sanmao's neck, and the other end is tied to the iron hook of the hanging drip bottle. When the forensic doctor arrived at the scene, "Sanmao, who was wearing saffron pajamas on a white background, had been placed on the hospital bed", "Sanmao was wearing saffron pajamas on a white background, and there were deep and obvious stocking hangings on his neck, from the front of his neck up to the ears." The tongue is outstretched, the eyes are slightly open, and the blood has sunk to the limbs, which is grayish-black. β
However, the information provided by Sanmao's mother, Ms. Miao, was: "Sanmao sat on the covered toilet, clasped his hands together in a prayer shape, his head slightly drooped and his face was serene. The stockings hung loosely around the neck like a necklace, and there were no strangulation marks on the neck, nor any signs of struggle when he was out of breath. β
Strangely, the same eyewitness at the scene, and Ms. Miao arrived two hours before the police, the police and Ms. Miao provided such a very different information from the scene.
In addition, there are several objective reasons why Sanmao's mother does not believe that Sanmao committed suicide:
"First, the drip hanger in the bathroom is only 160 cm above the ground, and the toes are straight after hanging, so that they can easily touch the ground. How is it possible to be as the police provided the cleaner said: Sanmao's body is half-hanging above the toilet? How can that length? Second, the door of the ward was hidden and could be entered with a push, and there was no deliberate preparation for suicide. Thirdly, the stockings showed no signs of pulling, but were simply loosely hung in front of the neck. "
Zhang Jingran said that it was the conclusion of the police and the media that "murdered" Sanmao, and made most people believe that Sanmao died by suicide.
So, who exactly murdered Sanmao? The reporter was fortunate to see the proof of the book and found that although the author refuted the "Sanmao suicide theory", there was no evidence that Sanmao was killed. It seems that the cause of Sanmao's death will eventually become a mystery for the ages.
Please take a look at a letter from Sanmao's father to Sanmao:
Sanmao's father wrote: You went to the mainland alone for a month, and the first thing you did when you came back was to give me two gifts. You carefully held a handful of soil from my father's grave and a bottle of water from our Chen family's old house in the Zhoushan Islands in the middle of the night. Perhaps, what you expected was for me to cry out on the spot for my father, but I didn't. The reason I didn't have it was that I just didn't. You wait for a few seconds, and then suddenly you cry and say, "This is the only thing I can repay you in this life, and nothing else."
With that, you turn around and gently close the bathroom door.
Maybe I am confused for my father, and the photos you washed out when you came back from the mainland, especially the part about your hometown, you interrupted me again and again when I was reading the newspaper and explained to me that this is to worship my ancestors in the ancestral hall; This is crying at Grandpa's grave; This is in the city of Dinghai; Who is this, and what does it have to do with me in three generations...... You may want to talk to me more about your hometown, and I don't ask too many questions, but I'm answering your words. You begged your siblings to look at the photos at home, they didn't come, you must have had a lot of experiences you want to talk about, and we tried our best to support you to listen to you, but because your parents are old and can't afford to talk at night, you suddenly fell silent. It wasn't enough to take your hundred photos to your apartment, you stole my homeland and water.
But seven or eight days ago, you showed me the magazine "Crown", which had some pictures of you, and you pointed to the last picture and said, "Dad, look at the calligraphy I wrote in the mainland - this is proof." β
But I forgot that you were not straightforward at that time, you gave me hints three times, pointing to that photo and talking about the east and west, and the two big "okay" in the words have broken out of the air. These two words are your life's pursuit, but there is no time and space for you to write them, otherwise you wouldn't write like this, and your mother and I are still unconscious.
Three days later, you leave your parents with a letter and you take nothing, including flat shoes for you to walk in. I read your letter, and looked at the empty room where the man had gone to the building, which was full of your beloved things, and you didn't move any of them, including the enlarged picture of your husband that you had placed at the bedside.
I know that there is no turning back from your realm this time. Perhaps, your mother thought that your departure was another exercise, and that you would come home again in a few days, but I assume that you have tasted the desolation of being a god. Or rather, you have embarked on this ruthless path step by step, and we have not been able to keep up with you. You are not old, but you are one step faster than us. The mountains are peaking with snow, Ping'er, Ping'er, Why do you want the white land to be really clean?
After you have lived with us for 3 years, you suddenly disappear, and there is no contradiction in between, just the practice of your gradual enlightenment and actions after enlightenment.
You yourself are a philosopher, but you are mixed with an obsession with literature, and the feelings between the two are often different, but you have watched "Dream of Red Mansions" all your life. "Dream of the Red Chamber" is a mixture of Chinese philosophy and literature. Ping'er, I see that you are currently in a broken relationship but not "anymore", remember what you said to me, right? You say, "It's good, it's good, if not, it's not good, she has to." You promised your mother not to harm lifeβnot the body, not the spirit alone.
"You read for most of the day, and you still didn't say whether Sanmao killed him or committed suicide?" Commander Ma Jinlong said impatiently.
"Do you need to talk about it, do you need to ask?" The little milk cat shouted unconvinced: "Sanmao is his killing, not suicide." was assassinated in the hospital by the Military Secret Bureau, and declared that she committed suicide because she was terminally ill or because she had the appearance of a kefu, trapped by love, and depressed. β
"According to the secret message I just received, the gunfire of the Secret Bureau has already begun, and the killer has been secretly shot to kill the mouth." I saw that the cat director reported to the cat commander: "It was the invisible killer of the secret bureau and the impermanence of black and white that hooked the souls of Sanmao and Weng Meiling, Teresa Teng, and Leslie Cheung. Not only that, Bruce Lee and his son Li Guohao were included in the assassination list of the Secret Bureau. And spread the news that it was due to emotional distress, depression, cancer, and other causes of death. There is also the Japanese Black Dragon Society secretly causing an accident, and deliberately delaying the best treatment time, so that a generation of singer Huang Jiaju died! β
"Is that really the case!? This matter is top secret and must never be mentioned again! The cat commander was secretly taken aback, and ordered: "Hurry up and blow the assembly horn, and let the eighteenth column of the stray cat army assemble with me." β
"Meow-meow-meow-" The cat commander gave an order, only to see a big-eared cat looking up to the sky and roaring.
In an instant, swarms of cats swarmed in.
I saw the cat commander standing on the high stone and said, "Soldiers, you have finished your picnic. We're going to have a celebration here! Everyone said, okay? β
"Meow meow meow ......" The group of cats cheered, and thousands of heads flocked.
"In the first program, let the cat parents and little milk cats of the three families with the slogan "Three Cats Stray" perform a show."
As soon as the words fell, the stray cats of the family of three couldn't help but slowly walk in front of the group of cats, and said to the group of cats together: "Thank you for the trust of the cat commander, our family of three will sing a song for you now, called stray." β
"You're only a family of three? Our family is a family of nine, don't we have to wander with the brigade? I saw an old she-cat muttering.
"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read." The cat director took over their words and said, "Now we can take refuge in this paradise for a while, a rare time of tranquility. So let's combine work and rest and have fun! β
"Alright! I'll sing first. Sing a song called "The Legend of Shrimp Ball", which is actually the song of "The Wanderer". The little milk cat barked, and sang to his heart's content: "Three cats wandering, running around for a living." Human beings are like a city, cars are like flowing water, horses are like dragons, and the flower moon is in the spring breeze. Regardless of stray cats and dogs, the car rolls over our flesh and blood, too disrespectful of our little animals, we are also poor little creatures.
When I was a child, my mom left me a song. There is no sorrow, no sorrow, the heart is full of joy. La-la-la, la-la-la!
It is said that the sea is bitter and salty, and who knows the sorrow and bitterness of wandering. The scars all over the body, the hatred and injustice, the footprints of the wanderer, blood and tears. Ah wandering, wandering, wandering, wandering, wandering footprints, blood and tears.
has experienced the storms, rains and colds of the world, and walked through the ditches and bumps of the world. The warmth and coldness of human affection, the difficulties of the world, ah the heart of the wanderer, looking forward to spring. Ah wandering, wandering, wandering, wandering, wandering, in the heart of the wanderer, looking forward to spring. β
At this time, I saw the female flower cat singing emotionally: "Don't ask me where I come from? My hometown is far away, why wander, wander far away - wander -
For the birds flying in the sky, for the streams that flow clearly, for the wide grasslands. Wandering far away, flowing ~ waves ~
And also! And also! For the olive tree in the dream, the olive tree. Don't ask me where I'm from, my hometown is far away - why wander, why wander far away - for the olive tree of the dream~in~!
Don't ask me where I'm from? My hometown is far away, why wander, wander far away - wandering ββ......"
"This song is only for heaven, how many times can I listen to it in the world? Where is the empty and lonely people, people are willing to accompany them on the journey. The cat director couldn't help but muttered to himself affectionately.
"How many faces, dazed and drifting, what are they looking for? In order to live, people run around, but their fates are intertwined. How many years have condensed into this moment, looking forward to the reunion of old dreams. Ten thousand trickles into water, and eventually converges into a river, like a surging song. Year after year, my life is just for this day, so that the blood can be connected again. Wipe away the blood and tears from our hearts and keep our roots. β
"Meow! Good! The old cat finished singing and won a cheer. At this time, I saw the cat commander stop: "Sure enough, they are three versatile stray cats." I will give you a human name, the cat father will be called Ma Yinlong, the cat mother will be called Mao Meimei, and the little milk cat will be called Ma Xiaolong. β
"Why don't you call it Mao Xiaolong?" Unconvinced, the mother cat questioned the cat commander.
"Because the little milk cat has to take its father's surname!" The cat director immediately explained for the cat commander.
"Humph! Patriarchal, I don't care about you aunts and grandmothers! After saying that, the mother cat Mao Meimei led the little milk cat Ma Xiaolong into the cat group. Immediately, the husband cat who had just been named Ma Yinlong also followed.
"For the second program, Lu Dalong, the commander of the first column, is invited to perform a program."
After the cat director finished speaking, he suddenly saw a big yellow cat walking forward, and meowed: "The three cats are all sad songs sung, and I want to sing a happy song for you now, do you say okay?" It is endorsed in the book that this big yellow cat is the "hero big yellow cat" who successfully escaped under Zhiguang's butcher's knife. And it is to devote himself to the "iron arm catching fast" Guo Zhao Guo Dutou attached to leaving Bazhou to the Nanyang official mansion, and the rivers and lakes are also known as "blue cat catching fast". Although it is a yellow cat, it is a blue cat with a blue cape, and a black cat with a black cape. Otherwise, how could it still be a member of the Black Cat Police Force and the Death Squad? It's just that Lu Dalong, the commander of the cat army, was temporarily appointed as the commander of the first column.
"Sing it! Don't sell cat officialdom out there. β
"Knotting - in the human realm ββ, but not - noisy cars and horsesββγ Ask the gentleman - how - can Er, the heart is far away - the ground is self-biased. Picking chrysanthemums - east fence - down, leisurely - ran - see Nanshan. There is truth in thisβthe meaningββ, the desire to distinguish and the forgetfulness of it."
"Good! Well sung! Well sung! The cats cheered in unison.
"Oops! I said everyone, I've finished singing Tao Yuanming's poem "Drinking", but I don't see you drinking! "Hero Yellow Cat," meowed.
"It's good to have food to eat, and drink alcohol!" A cat girl said disdainfully.
Lu Dalong, the commander of a vertical cat, couldn't help but respond: "There are chicken ribs, and there are wine poems, just right to drink." β
"Not only chicken ribs, I also found small dried fish by the river just now!" I saw a little white cat meowing. Endorsed in the book, this cat Xiaobai is the incarnation of Bai Xiaodie, one of the beautiful women who appeared in Luoyang later, "jade-faced white cat". And what about this white cat, it turned out to be a male cat who threw himself into possession of the beautiful woman who caught Bai Xiaodie. You say this male cat is not a hooligan?
"Oh! You are my column member Mao Xiaobai! Lu Dalong couldn't help but be overjoyed and exclaimed: "I heard that you are very good at reciting poetry, and this third program will depend on you." β
"Okay! Commander Lu, you really took the opportunity to lay eggs and push me out of the show. β
"Hurry up! Stinky boy! Cat Commander Lu Dalong urged.
"Good! Listen up! Instant poems, limericks: the king called the cat to patrol the mountain, and the cat said that the mountain road was bent and bumpy. It's better to sit down and smoke a cigarette, take a puff of a black cat brand cigarette, and then go to the barren mountains next year. The idea of the cat is particularly good, catch a bird and make dinner. If you encounter small fresh meat, it is really a good meal, why bother to find a picnic. We're all gluttonous cats, and we want to eat the overlord meal. A mouthful of meat and a sip of wine, and can sing and weave. Lanling wine tulips, Jiang Xiaobai is famous. One day famous wine, also come to a cat Xiaobai. Just like that: Li Baidou has a hundred poems about wine, and his skills can't be overwhelmed by Shuangxiaobai.
When the king heard this, he was angry, and asked you to patrol the mountain, and you cut it indiscriminately, so I will go to patrol the mountain immediately. If you don't reach the end of the mountain, you will be rewarded with ten whips.
The kitten had no choice but to go, and continued the three cats (hairy) wanderings, and you said that you were not angry. Singing mountain songs to patrol the mountains, carrying the flag and shouting. The king asked me to patrol the mountains, but I still patrolled the mountains without oil in my stomach, and you said that it was miserable or not. One day to be the king of Dai, to ensure that you eat the overlord meal every day. A kitten who doesn't want to be a king is not a good kitten; King Dai, who doesn't want to be a pawn, is not a good King Dai. A soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier; A general who does not want to be a soldier is not a good general. Hey! Hey! It's like a siege, and it's quite philosophical. β
"One more song! One more song! Mao Xiaobai's limerick poem is so wonderful! Director Cat couldn't help but praise.
"Hmmm! Let's listen to another song for King Bendai! The cat leader couldn't help but laugh.
Mao Xiaobai heard this and said, "No! No way! My limerick poem is like a mantra allegro book, or let me sing to you the Tang Dynasty poem "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking" by Saint Du Fu -
Zhizhang rode a horse like a boat, and slept under the well.
Ruyang Sandou began to face the sky, and the road was salivating at the mouth of the koji car, and the hatred was sealed to Jiuquan.
Zuo Xiangri spends 10,000 dollars, drinks like a long whale sucking hundreds of rivers, and holds a cup of music and is called a sage.
Zongzhi is a chic and beautiful young man, looking at the blue sky with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind.
Before Su Jin Changzhai embroidered Buddha, he often loved to escape Zen when he was drunk.
Li Bai wrote 100 poems, and slept in a restaurant in Chang'an City. The Son of Heaven couldn't get on the boat, and claimed that his ministers were immortals in wine.
Zhang Xu had three cups of grass sage, took off his hat and exposed his crown in front of the prince, waving the paper like a cloud of smoke.
Jiao Sui Wudou Fang Zhuoran, talking about the four feasts. β
"Meow meow! Ok, good, good! The cats cheered.
"Calm down! Be still! I saw the cat director standing on the stone platform and shouted: "Now we cats can be entertained here temporarily, it is really a bitter pleasure." In the next show, I just want everyone to come up with ideas to see how we can conquer humans, gain a foothold in humans, and make humans love us instead of killing us to eat cat meat. β
"I'll start with that." I saw that the cat Xiaobai volunteered and said, "We can hide!" β
"Wow!" A cat girl retorted disdainfully: "Can you hide past the first year of junior high school, can you hide past fifteen?" β
"If you don't hide, what do you say?" Mao Xiaobai asked rhetorically.
The cat girl thought for a moment and said, "In my opinion, we should use the beautiful cat trick to conquer humans, so that humans will love us, not kill us and eat meat." β
"What a beautiful cat? Can you elaborate on that? β
"You don't understand this?" The cat girl was surprised: "It's that we cats want to make full use of our advantages, use our gentle and lovely bodies to conquer human beings, and use our gentle and lovely to make human beings want to love when we want to, and we can't extricate ourselves." No matter what kind of iron man or tough guy he is, when he sees the gentleness and cuteness of our cats, he will fall under our pomegranate skirt. β
"Doesn't this trick work for humans?" Mao Xiaobai asked suspiciously: "But human beings love beautiful women!" Will your beautiful cat trick work? β
"Why doesn't it work?" The cat girl continued: "I have a cat girl who was spoiled by her male owner and could go to bed and sleep cuddled, but the male owner kicked his wife out of bed! Since ancient times, the true love cannot be kept, only the routine can win the hearts of the people! β
"Whoa," the cat cried out in disbelief, "you can blow it thereβif possible, I would like to let the beautiful woman sleep with me." β
"Report-" I saw a Scud-like tanuki rushing to report: "A group of black cats are coming ahead!" β
Between the cats, I saw that the group of black cats had come closer. It is endorsed in the book that this black cat captain is the black cat sheriff, and he is the incarnation of the black cat catching Chu Renjie in the Xuzhou Yunlong Lake Guerrilla Brigade.
"Who shall I be? It turned out that Sheriff Black Cat led the team! The Cat Commander said to the leader of the black cat.
"Captain Cat! Let's get out of the way! Black Wind and the leaders of the Cat Killer Gang, Zhiguang and Zhiyuan, and other humans have come to hunt us down. β
Hearing this, there was a great chaos in the cats.
"Okay! They just don't want our cats to have a good life! The cat leader immediately made a decision and ordered: "We can't touch the stone with eggs yet, all the cat team, follow me into the cat ear hole as soon as possible!" They humans can't get in for the time being, and they can't catch us! β
Under the order of the cat's voice, all the cats got into the small ear holes, and suddenly there was no cat shadow.
What happens next, please see next time.