The 1802 room was extremely cool, Song Jinhe roughly wiped the sweat on his head, and began to rummage through the space to find the goat milk powder he had bought at random before.

She remembered that cats seemed lactose intolerant, and this kind of kitten was even more so, so she didn't dare to feed them directly with milk.

Cheng Qianhuai was responsible for melting the goat's milk, but he couldn't find any suitable containers, so he could only use a large cotton swab to dip enough goat milk into the cat's mouth.

It was clever, and after smelling the smell, it hurried over, and put the goat's milk into its stomach one by one, and its spirit was very good.

Song Jinhe sighed: "This is a big fate, it is not easy for its mother to live to the scorching heat, I didn't expect it to be so lucky." ”

She reached out and gently touched its round little belly, calling out the name she had prepared for it.

"Bells, little bells."

Cheng Qianhuai looked up at her: "Its name?" I thought you'd think about it for a long time. ”

"It's taken casually, and the name is shouting smoothly."

Song Jinhe looked at its pink and tender cat's paws, and gently rubbed it.

It feels very good, she likes it.

With such a small life to move in, 1802 is a lot more lively.

Usually Song Jinhe is lying on the sofa boring and watching dramas, but now he has a lot of enthusiasm, and he tirelessly calls the name of the bell.

Cheng Qianhuai had a headache: "If you want to raise it, you must solve the basic survival problem."

Excretion needs cat litter, as well as cat food snacks and the like, how are you going to get it? ”

This stopped Song Jinhe, she did hoard a lot of things, but she didn't think that she would raise a cat in the last days, so the pet supplies in the space were almost 0.

There is no need for cat litter or the like, as an animal, the bell can survive in the space, and the endless grassland is a natural cat litter box.

Food, the fish in the lake are large and small enough for the bell to eat, and from time to time give it a chicken and duck to supplement the nutrition, so it seems that it doesn't have to bother much.

Song Jinhe smiled and rubbed the bell's little belly: "Isn't there fish, shrimp, chickens and ducks in the space, you don't need to worry too much about food, as for excretion, just let it go directly to the grassland in the space." ”

It's very convenient, and it doesn't take much effort to have such a cat.

Cheng Qianhuai suddenly realized that Song Jinhe's space is indeed omnipotent, and now it seems that everything is solved.

It doesn't seem to cause any trouble, but it's just an extra mouth to eat.

But the last thing Song Jinhe lacks is food.

The belly was round, and the bell was already asleep with his face up, so Song Jinhe found a soft cushion and put it on the ground, which was regarded as its cat nest.

Take care of everything, the time has come to 2 o'clock in the morning, Song Jinhe is used to going out day and night, but he doesn't feel too sleepy.

"I want to eat claypot rice and fried rice cakes today."

She looked at Cheng Qianhuai with a smile: "It would be better if I could have a few more fried chicken legs!" ”

"No problem, you play by yourself for a while, and I'll call you when I'm done."

Cheng Qianhuai put on an apron and walked into the kitchen, the consequences of angering Song Jinhe some time ago have not passed, and it can be said that she is obedient.

Although he was originally like this, now he is a little more flattering.

Eating the marrow and knowing the taste, he has been alone in the empty room for 3 days, and he always hopes that he can have a soft fragrant jade in his arms earlier.

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The boring life passes quickly, the bell has been a month, and now it can wander around the house with a small belly to play by itself.

Song Jinhe put it into the space when he went out, although he often shuttled between space and reality, the bell did not panic too much.

The heat is getting longer and longer, and the water is getting scarcer.

Humans suddenly found that the river had dried up to the bottom, and at most you could see a little wet silt at the bottom of the river, and the rest of the river was basically dry and cracked.

More and more people are dying due to water shortages, and some are actively digging for groundwater, only to get only a few buckets of muddy and dirty water.

Although Building 3 has stockpiled water in advance, it does not dare to relax now, everyone's water is rationed, and distributing it can only ensure that they will not die of thirst, and their lips are cracked.

Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai seem to be different now, after all, their lives are too nourishing, and they can't see the slightest appearance of suffering and sin, so they have to wear hats and masks to cover them when they go out, and their voices must be hoarse to avoid revealing their stuffing.

This made her even more reluctant to go out, after all, if she was discovered, she would inevitably cause trouble, so she usually just stayed at home and teased the bell, rarely went out, and never went to the market again.

Her life is moisturizing, but Wen Qiao, who is waiting hard, is very boring.

She rested at home during the day, and waited in the tent for Song Jinhe to come at night, but there was no news.

She even wondered if Song Jinhe had encountered any danger or trouble.

No one went out during the day, Wen Qiao was drinking the ice porridge handed over by Jiang Xu on the bed, her lips were red and bright, but she pouted a little dissatisfied.

"Song Jinhe hasn't come to me recently, is she in danger?"

Jiang Xu knew that she cared, and let people inquire about the news in advance.

"No, maybe it's because it's hot, she hasn't been out of the house much lately."

"I want to move in with Song Jinhe, okay Jiang Xu."

Wen Qiao's eyes were shining, in fact, Jiang Xu was usually very busy, and he was busy for the market at other times except for his rest time.

She knew that the bazaar was very important to the whole Yuncheng, so she would obediently not bother him, but she would indeed be unhappy if she stayed alone for a long time.

finally had a friend, Wen Qiao didn't want Song Jinhe to come to her forever, she also hoped that she could get closer to each other.

Jiang Xu frowned slightly when he heard this: "It's not good, I can promise you everything else, but this one can't work." ”

Wen Qiao's little temper surged up in an instant: "Why can't it? Why can't I live close to my friend?

Do you have to leave me alone every day? ”

Jiang Xu reluctantly put down the ice porridge in his hand, picked up a soft tissue and wiped her mouth: "This is not the same Xiaoqiao, I still have the burden of the Yuncheng Market on my body, and I have to take care of the safety of my brothers."

Now we live around the market, and if there is anything, it will be more efficient to open the market.

But if you move to the western suburbs, you have to walk for nearly an hour every time you come to the market, and the brothers are tired, and the control of the market is not timely. ”

He softened his voice and coaxed her: "If you want to see Song Jinhe, can I send someone to bring her?" Let her stay with you for a few days to help you relieve your boredom. ”

Wen Qiao frowned and looked at him, and stepped back a little irritably.

"Jiang Xu! What do you think of Song Jinhe?

She's my friend, not a prisoner!

Why do I always have to listen to you, you have been in charge of me since I was a child, and now that I am grown up, you will still be in charge of me! ”

Wen Qiao was obviously not lightly angry, and directly slapped away the big palms with distinct bones, not wanting to be touched by him at all.