Chapter Twenty-Six: One Ear

Well, I'm not arguing with you about this, the evidence is gone, and it's a vain thing to say. Even if she confronts Xiaoyu, she will definitely not admit it.

After saying that, if I make this matter clear, Ding Ling may be able to reflect the real purpose of feeding me with ham sausages to wild dogs.

Her intermittent shrewdness really made me afraid to take risks.

Noon, after dinner.

I took the ham sausage in my mouth and went to call Ding Ling, who was chatting hotly with enthusiastic netizens. She looked down at me and smiled and asked, "Do you know catnip?" ”

What the hell is that?

I put down the ham sausage and scratched her trouser leg. When are you still bullying catnip? It's time to feed the dogs!

When she saw the ham sausage, she suddenly realized, and hurriedly said goodbye to the enthusiastic netizens, and picked me up and was about to go out.

This is not good, if it is up to you to feed the wild dogs, and not to say that you will not be disappointed, just say that the wild dogs have seen you, and it will cause me a lot of trouble to take him as my subordinate.

So I writhed and meowed, and she put me down and said, "I'm not happy that I won't hug it, go by myself." ”

I...... What did that damn enthusiastic netizen tell her? His temperament has changed dramatically.

I gestured to ask for a pen and wrote on the paper: "That dog is very timid, and your sudden appearance will scare him." ”

"What then?" She had no doubts and asked me for advice.

Sometimes I love and hate her innocence. For example, if she was plagued by a light rain in the morning, I hate her for being too easy to deceive. For example, go feed the wild dogs now, I love her so innocently.

"I'll tell the dog in a moment, and it won't be afraid if it agrees."

"Well, that's a good idea."

I continued, "At that moment, you see me swing my claws, and you throw the ham sausage over the wall." ”

"The wall? It's in ......"

I didn't wait for her to finish, but Meow interrupted and continued, "You can't make a sound, or you won't blame me for scaring the dog away." ”

"Alright, alright." Ding Ling pouted, seemingly annoyed that she couldn't see the dog 100%.

I glanced at her and led the way. I believe in Ben Meow, with the image of that wild dog, it is better to maintain a sense of mystery.

Going out and going downstairs, I walked ahead to lead the way, and soon came to the spot where I saw the wild dogs in the morning. Laboriously climb the tree, jump onto the fence and continue on.

After a while, it was time for the morning to flicker the wild dogs.

"Wow!"

Hush!!

I stopped the wild dog from greeting, and its voice was like a broken gong, which seriously damaged its image in Ding Ling's mind.

Wild Dog: I'm here, where do I eat?

Me: Ben Meow is also here, of course there is food. But you haven't forgotten the choice I gave in the morning, have you?

The wild dog is a little entangled, do you want to bend your waist for five buckets of rice? In fact, the days of wandering are not unfolded, but now the object to bend the waist is a cat, or a kitten that has just been weaned, which needs to be considered.

I didn't urge it, I crouched against the wall inscrupulably, my paw waving silently.

Ding Ling received the order and raised her hand to throw the ham sausage out of the wall. I saw a red shadow, flying out of the wall in a parabola, falling to the ground and rolling a few times.

I don't know if the wild dog is really timid or cautious at all times, but the sound of the ham sausage hitting the ground startled it to jump backwards, and it made sure that no one had sneaked up before going to see the ham sausage on the ground.

Me: Eat, but tell me your choice when you're done.

The wild dog approached the ham sausage and sniffed it, took a bite and feasted on it, licked his mouth after eating, and said: There is a smell of people on the package, you are a domestic cat raised by someone.

Hehe, I knew that the dog's nose was sensitive, but fortunately, I told Ding Ling early in the morning, see how Ben Meow fooled you.

Me: Wrong! This meow is a domestic cat that is raised.

Wild Dog: What's the difference?

Me: Of course there is a difference. Do you think a domestic cat has the ability to tell its owner to throw ham sausages outside the fence?

The wild dog's mind is a little cloudy: Then how did you get your master to throw ham sausage outside the wall?

Me: What about the master? It's terrible to be uneducated, do cat slaves know it?

The wild dog nodded as if he didn't understand, and then shook his head and asked: "Cat slaves can't understand cat language?"

I'm not giving it an answer, and sometimes using the imagination of the other person can achieve better results. I straightened up and stared at it condescendingly.

Take your pick.

It lowered its head: Okay, as long as you can eat enough, I will listen to you in the future.

I nodded: Very good, do you have a name?

It shook its head, I was in trouble, and it was not professional to choose the name Ben Meow. Or according to its appearance, crooked mouth, leprosy...... No, Ben Meow's first subordinate, the name can't be too cold.

Then by color, rhubarb? Great? Big Grey ...... Do you have three colors of fur on your body? Called yellow, white and gray? It's not catchy.

Annoying, annoying.

The wild dog waited a little anxiously, and he didn't have enough ham sausage, so he stuck out his tongue and snorted at me.

With a wave of my claw, another ham sausage flew out. Seeing it bowing its head and swallowing the ham sausage, I had an idea, one ear! Why did you forget the black cat sheriff you just watched?

This name is good, that is, image, catchy, and far-reaching. I'm going to give myself 36 likes.

From now on, you will be called One Ear, the first warrior of the Meow Legion. Follow Ben Meow to mix well, and eat and drink spicy food in the future...... Yes.

When I say this, the more I say it, the more awkward I feel? suddenly remembered, isn't this the line of bandits and traitors on TV? Quickly interrupted halfway.

I have a ham sausage gag in one ear, and I don't care what I say, and I hum and chirp. Then he thought that he was disrespectful to me, and quickly raised his head and said that he was loyal.

I thought of more appropriate words, and absentmindedly waved my paws: Eat, eat, eat.

Then I saw the ham sausage swishing out, and remembering the agreement with Ding Ling, I quickly gathered my claws and came back. The loss is big, and one ear is not fully loyal, what if you are full and turn your face and don't admit it?

But I never expected that my wrong move was regarded as a manifestation of generosity.

It happily greeted the rain of ham sausages, and told me: I have been wandering for three years, and I am used to seeing the hot and cold of the world, and I have seen too much of the warmth and coldness of people. It's the first time I've seen such a generous boss, so you just say what you want me to do, right?

Yo, my heart is like a mirror? It's not a loss to have been mixed in society for a few years...... I can't watch the Crazy Boy series in the future.,It's like a hooligan now.。

I cleared my throat and said, "Don't be the boss, please call me the Führer."

One ear: ......

Me: This meow is a meow who does great things, you follow me in the future, and you have to change the habits of the rivers and lakes, and strive to become a pure Wang as soon as possible, a noble Wang, and a Wang who is free from low-level interests.

One ear: ...... Oh.

Me: No, I want to explain the Führer, know the Führer. Or rather...... Hi! Meow Teller can do it too.

One ear: ......

The picture at this time is weird.

A cat with a very postmodern artistic temperament squatted on the wall, full of demagogic meows; A peculiarly ugly dog crouched under the wall, dismissive in the face of the scattered ham sausages.

At the intersection, after lunch, the old lady who led her little grandson to walk around the corner muttered when she saw it.

"Today's packaged food is really not worry-free, and even dogs don't eat it." She held her little grandson's hand tightly and asked, "Good grandson, will you eat ham sausage in the future?" ”

Her good grandson raised his head and replied categorically: "Eat!" ”

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