Strange Life of a Cat - Chapter 135

[Chapter 124 When Will I Have My Own Car?]

Zheng Tan squatted on the toy car. Although the car started running, its speed was too different from the “no-load” speed. Zheng Tan was not afraid of being thrown off.

According to Zheng Tan’s thoughts, he certainly hoped that the toy car could run faster, so that it would be fun and exciting.

However, it can’t be too demanding now, it’s good to have fun.

Just as Zheng Tan thought, Liu Yao didn’t really mean to hit him with a toy car, probably just curious.

Moreover, this child is definitely not very naive, at least psychologically precocious than children of the same age, which should have something to do with his previous experience.

Zheng Tan sat firmly on the toy car, tucked his tail to his side, so as not to be run over by the toy car or hooked by the branches sticking out from the flower bed.

The backyard was fairly clean, except for some blown leaves, etc., while the branches were pulled by Liu Yao or some “steamed buns” took out from the side flower bed.

In general, there are not too many obstacles, and the toy car drives fairly smoothly. Liu Yao is also proficient in handling the toy car. After running for two laps, he did not rub the flowerpot on the ground as a display, and there was no accidental collision.

“Bantou”, who was still eating the branch just now, watched it for a while, then spit out the branch and ran towards Zheng Tan with joy, running and jumping, following the toy car.

After running a few steps, he stopped and leaned forward, pouted his butt, and screamed at the toy car twice.

Tong Qing carefully observed Liu Yao. Compared with before, the child’s eyes were much less gloomy, as if the gloomy sky suddenly had a tendency to become cloudy.

Good thing.

No wonder the boss wants the cat to come over.

Tong Qing couldn’t help sighing.

between people.

It is easy to be psychologically alert, especially a child like Liu Yao who has experienced some things with his mother before. He has a strong sense of guarding against people, rejects strangers, and it is difficult to get close to people he knows, which is why Liu Yao One of the reasons not to play on the front lawn and the other kids over there at the buffet table.

Not only Liu Yao, if Fang Shaokang sent a child of the same age to contact Liu Yao, the people on Lao Liu’s side would be more or less suspicious and wary. Everyone knew that Lao Liu regarded Liu Yao as a treasure, and it was not good from Lao Liu. Start.

Just look for small ones.

But animals are different.

Even Lao Liu and his subordinates probably wouldn’t have thought that this cat came here with some careful thought.

What can a cat do?

Even if he can fight, he has a lot of strength. After all, isn’t he just a cat?

The toy car carried Zheng Tan around in a circle in the yard.

A section of plastic runway was erected artificially in the yard.

Toy cars can run on it.

Even if Zheng Tan was planted, he could barely run on it, but it was a little harder when climbing the slope.

But adding a “mantou” in addition to these two…

“mantou” watched the toy car carrying Zheng Tan towards the plastic runway and wagged its

tail.

He followed behind and took two tentative steps on the runway. With its size, it was a little crowded on this plastic runway, but there was no abnormality in the two steps. Immediately, he became more courageous and accelerated, chasing the toy car in front of him. black cat.

Zheng Tan sat on the toy car, turned his head to look behind when he was driving on the plastic runway, and saw “Bantou” also following, and was worried about whether the runway would be overloaded, and the runway didn’t shake much. It didn’t collapse, so don’t worry.

But Zheng Tan just felt relieved when he saw “Bantou” running over, no matter what, it still stomped twice as it ran.

click!

A section of the “runway” collapsed, and the “steamed bread” fell to the ground. The plastic runway was only ten centimeters high and would not be injured.

When it fell, the chin of “Bantou” slapped on the runway in front of it that had not collapsed. After falling to the ground, he shook his head, raised his paws and poked his mouth, and then continued to follow the toy car as if nothing was wrong, except this time. It didn’t jump on the track, it just followed on the ground, or it ran forward and put its chin on the edge of the track to watch the toy car.

Because the plastic collapsed in the middle, Lao Liu’s subordinates looked at it and couldn’t fight it for a while. When I came here this time, I didn’t bring any spare parts, so I couldn’t have another runway.

Fortunately, Liu Yao did not intend to continue to let the toy car on the runway, but just controlled the toy car and drove the black cat around the yard.

Zheng Tan squatted on the toy car, thinking about it again.

The car is really a good tool. When I was a human, I liked to drive around when I was depressed. Just like many people run to vent, Zheng Tan always likes to drive.

But, now that he has become a cat, can he still have his own car?

It’s hard…

Even if there is a toy car like this that belongs to him, even if the size of the car is bigger, as long as the control is in someone else’s hands, Zheng Tan always feels uncomfortable, as if his destiny is in someone else’s hands. of.

However, even if Zheng Tan is given a control handle, Zheng Tan may not be able to control it flexibly. The palm of a cat is just a little bit bigger, and the claws and meat balls are always less flexible than human fingers.

well!

Zheng Tan raised his head forty-five degrees in sadness.

Unfortunately, the “mantou” next to him couldn’t understand Zheng Tan’s mood at all, this guy was having fun.

The ignorant are fearless and carefree.

In layman’s terms, ** dogs are so much fun!

Zheng Tan saw “Steamed Bread” cheering next to him, he stretched out his paws and slapped him. Of course, this force would definitely not be as strong as when he was slapping the cat before, and it restrained a lot, as if he was usually peaceful. The power of the cats and dogs in the compound to play.

This paw went down, and a few dog hairs were also hooked.

However, the “steamed buns” were thick and too many, so I didn’t care if there were so few, and I didn’t seem to feel much pain.

Zheng Tan felt that he didn’t know how to get along with the bear children anyway, so he squatted on the toy car to kill time, occasionally thinking about his thoughts, slapped “steamed buns” when he was upset, and drove past the flower beds and decorations in the toy car. When he was over the flowerpot, he hooked a few claws on those flowers and plants, and caused damage.

Sometimes a twig will be fished from the flower bed, clamped with bent claws, and knocked against the “steamed bun”.

Dogs like “mantou” can make their neck muscles strong and physique strong in their usual activities such as playing, biting, and fighting.

In the future, Lao Liu should also make corresponding training.

It’s just that the original “mantou” is so active, and there are a few more, what will it be like in the future?

It is estimated that, like Ah Huang, looking at a serious and serious look, he actually has a second-hand heart.

When Lao Liu took time to come down to see his son, he was overjoyed when he saw his son’s expression, and it was rare to see his son in a good mood.

Lao Liu figured out the whole story from his subordinates, and he was hesitant to give away the “steamed buns” before.

Now decide to stay.

Looking at the situation at the moment, even if “Bantou” is not very smart and not as flexible as other dogs, at least he can play with his precious son.

That’s enough to justify its worth.

As for other people’s opinions or ridicule.

Lao Liu sneered in his heart.

Compared to my son, that’s a fart.

“Bantou”, who was having fun with the toy car in the yard, didn’t even know that such a performance would make Lao Liu change his mind.

The city’s “Regulations on the Administration of Dog Raising” has little restraint for people like Lao Liu.

Following Lao Liu can at least make the “steamed bread” better in the reinforced concrete metropolis.

After finally waiting for lunch, the pet’s “dining table” was placed in another place, and there were also people specially assigned to take care of it, and the cats and dogs were separated.

Zheng Tan wasn’t with those cats and didn’t want to join in the fun. He stayed outside and found a place to eat with Tong Qing. Fang Shaokang sent someone to bring the food, and Zheng Tan just waited to eat.

When I came here just now, I saw the offspring of the serval cat that he slapped himself. The guy saw Zheng Tan from a distance and avoided it, and Zheng Tan didn’t bother to pay attention to it.

One person and one cat were eating leisurely outside. When Zheng Tan had almost eaten, he saw two people walking out of the villa.

One is Zhao Le, and there is another young man who I saw on the second floor before, seemingly called Wang Bin.

Looking at the way Zhao Le and Wang Bin get along, they should be quite familiar with each other.

Zheng Tan was thinking about whether to listen to the gossip. Zhao Le had already seen Zheng Tan over there and came over here.

After finding a wooden bench and sitting down, Zhao Le asked Tong Qing about Zheng Tan’s food. The food that Fang Shaokang sent was almost eaten, and he couldn’t tell what he ate.

Tong Qing gave a brief answer, looking at the two of them who probably had something to say, it’s not good to stay here forever, stand up and walk a little further, and it’s not good to leave, because Zheng Tan is still staying in the same place.

Zheng Tan thought he could hear some gossip, but the two of them didn’t seem to be as Zheng Tan thought. They were familiar with each other, but unfortunately they didn’t care about each other.

The topics the two talked about ranged from Zheng Tan, the cat, to Wang Bin’s exercising at the grassroots level, and then to Wang Bin’s younger brother “Er Mao”.

However, when the two talked about the “Er Mao”, their tone was full of helplessness.

Zheng Tan wondered, what kind of person is this “Er Mao” who can make Wang Bin and Zhao Le have such an attitude.

After lunch, many people left, and they were all busy people, so there was no time to stay here all the time.

Usually, many people like to set up dinner parties. Fang Shaokang is a different kind of person. When Zhao Le asked why he arranged Chinese food but not dinner parties, Mr. Fang yawned: “Early to bed and early to rise is good for your health!”

Zhao Le thought hit the wall.

Of course, not everyone left, and there were some who just had time and stayed a little longer, such as Lao Liu.

They will continue to chat with Fang Shaokang.

Zheng Tan stayed there to play with Liu Yao and Mantou for a while before returning home.

I don’t know what Fang Shaokang said to Lao Liu. One day, when Zheng Tan was lying on the sofa at home watching TV, he heard Jiao’s father calling Yuan Zhiyi and talking about this sudden big client, Boss Liu, Zheng Tan. Sigh to know, this thing really happened.

Dad Jiao and Yuan Zhiyi also learned some reasons from Fang Shaokang. UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com Yuan Zhiyi bought a bunch of food for this purpose, part of it was for the two children, and part of it was for Zheng Tan.

Before coming, Yuan Zhiyi burned three sticks of incense in front of the black lucky cat in the office, and he didn’t know who taught him this.

In the past, Zheng Tan would have been more interested in those foods, but now, Zheng Tan’s mind is not on this.

It’s okay not to touch the toy car. After contact, Zheng Tan kept talking about it in his heart. For a few days, he dreamed that he was driving a car out for a ride, not sitting in someone else’s car, nor squatting on a small electric or a small grapefruit. The basket of the bicycle, but drive the car by yourself.

So Zheng Tan spent the past few days trying to figure out how to get a car that suits his cat like now.

Who should I look for?

Are you going to find Mr. Fang again?

Even if you look for it, you can’t say it yourself, how can you express your meaning?

Could it be that you send an email or text message to Fang San, “Fang San, I’m a black charcoal, you quickly get the car out for me”?

Thinking about it is unreliable.

This matter has to be considered in the long run.

(To be continued..)

[End of this Chapter]