Strange Life of a Cat - Chapter 184

[Chapter 173 Sister Lin?]

For this pendant, Er Mao has been carrying it since he was very young, but he doesn’t actually know much about it. There is only one piece, and Wang Bin didn’t even give it to him.

Ermao only remembers a sentence his mother said, “Wear it for the blessing of the ancestors”.

But the problem is that Ermao’s grandparents and grandparents are still alive, and even if they are not familiar with Ermao’s parents, they all know a little about Ermao.

This era is not so particular about clans and the like, at least Er Mao doesn’t care about that, but that doesn’t mean that Er Mao is not confused or curious now.

When a person is too idle, or full of worries and thinking about what to do to divert his attention, a little twist can also excite him.

For example, Er Mao at the moment.

As for the Jiao family, Er Mao also knew a little bit, so he shouldn’t have any blood connection with them.

And what makes Ermao most puzzled is, how could such a valuable thing hang on a cat’s neck at will?

Based on what he knew about the work and rest time of the Jiao family, there must be no one in the Jiao family at this time, most likely it was the cat who put on the pendant.

“Hey, black coal, where did you get this thing?” Er Mao held two almost identical jade plaques, raised his finger and poked Zheng Tan, “Tell me who gave it to you, maybe it’s my relatives, Just like what the book says, a distant cousin who lives in a lonely place and is waiting for me to rescue!”

Zheng Tan: “…”

Zheng Tan recalled the old reclining chair in the village with a wrinkled face and a slovenly hug .

Looking at the old woman with a cat, Er Mao’s look full of anticipation.

If he could speak, Ermao would definitely be beaten to death. Of course, even if he could, he couldn’t tell Ermao the truth. What if this guy found out that he didn’t have a cousin and could find only a poor old woman who was not interested in running all the way to recognize his relatives?

Do you want to keep this pendant for a year or two?

Things will be resolved sooner rather than later.

Er Mao asked a series of questions, some questions, maybe he was asking Zheng Tan, maybe he was asking himself, it was rare to encounter such a meaningful thing, but now he doesn’t want to contact his family.

Doubts were never answered.

Zheng Tan didn’t know how to respond.

I glanced at the room and found a map in the corner pressed by a large backpack.

Jumping off the table, Zheng Tan walked over to take a look, raised his paws and turned over the corners of the map that were not pressed.

On one side is the provincial map.

On one side is the city map of Chuhua City.

very good.

Er Mao stopped talking to himself.

He looked at where Zheng Tan was.

The map was bought when Ermao was wandering outside when he first came to Chuhua City. At that time, Ermao bought this map mainly to go to some scenic spots in Chuhua City, as well as the bus stops marked on the map.

Convenience by car.

After all, it has been useless for a while, and the pad is there to put the bag.

Looking at Zheng Tan, Er Mao rubbed the two jade plaques with his fingers, walked over and lifted the big backpack,

took out the map, and placed it on the ground in front of him.

The one facing up happened to be the provincial map, Zheng Tan looked at the county and city labels on it, raised his paws and pressed it on Fangyang City.

Er Mao was silent for a while, then asked, “Fang Yang?”

The black cat before the meeting didn’t respond, Er Mao said again: “If yes, flick his tail vertically, if he does, flick his tail horizontally.”

Zheng Tan flicked his tail vertically.

“Fang Yang.” Er Mao

sat cross-legged on the floor, picked up the map and looked at it, then took out a pen and paper from the drawer of the bedside table and recorded it.

In fact, Zheng Tan was quite puzzled, why Ermao would use such a tail-flicking method to determine the meaning to be expressed, and Ermao’s receptivity was relatively strong for this method.

Looking at Heimi lying on the edge of the bed, Zheng Tan didn’t think Heimi could understand this way. Besides, this was not the first time.

Communication barriers, Zheng Tan could not write the answer directly on paper, or type on the computer, that would be too out of line, Zheng Tan did not want to be regarded as a monster.

When Zheng Tan left, Er Mao put the pendant on Zheng Tan’s neck again.

Judging from Er Mao’s appearance, he would definitely start an investigation. Zheng Tan just had to wait.

Although sometimes Fan Er, Er Mao is not a fool, Zheng Tan knows that, so he is not worried that Er Mao can’t find clues.

During dinner, Er Mao put the pendant on outside, went to Jiao’s house for a walk, borrowed a roll of toilet paper, chatted with Jiao’s mother for a while, and then went downstairs.

Sitting in front of the computer, Er Mao stared at the computer’s boot screen, but did not touch the mouse.

Fang Yang, he now knows that it is Associate Professor Jiao’s hometown. When he went upstairs to chat on the grounds of borrowing toilet paper, he already knew the specific place of Associate Professor Jiao’s hometown from Jiao’s mother’s mouth. However, Jiao’s mother did not have anything special about the jade card. The two children have the same attitude, so the jade card is most likely from the hands of Associate Professor Jiao.

On the second day, Er Mao called Zheng Tan to the third floor and continued to communicate with his tail.

“The thing belongs to Associate Professor Jiao?”

Zheng Tan flicked his tail.

“Associate Professor Jiao gave it to you?”

He flicked his tail.

…

When Zheng Tan was impatient with his tail flicking, he finally reached the key point.

“After going to Associate Professor Jiao’s hometown, can you take me to find someone?” He

flicked his tail.

Ermao originally planned to send an email to Associate Professor Jiao directly if it didn’t work, but now that he has made progress, he decided to find it in person.

“Things with suspense will be interesting! Only when the answer is revealed will you have a sense of accomplishment!” Er Mao was very excited and jumped on the spot twice. He was so excited that he couldn’t control his voice. Little Sister Lin~ It looks like a Qingyun just came out of Xiu~~”

After singing these two lines, Er Mao forgot the following lyrics.

After two seconds.

Another voice drifted in from the window.

“It’s just that he ~ the frivolous person in the belly is frivolous~ but it turns out~ the bones are clear and strange~ not vulgar~” The

window and the door leading to the balcony were not closed, and the surroundings were very quiet at this time, so the voice could be heard clearly.

Er Mao rushed out of the balcony to look at the fourth floor.

At the iron net, the general was shaking his head. Seeing that Er Mao did not continue, he continued to sing.

Er Mao: “…Fuck!” Nima, she can even sing Yue opera!

Zheng Tan shook his head secretly.

These two ** work really well together.

However, imagine the scene where Er Mao meets the old woman, I hope Er Mao will not feel that the world is full of malice.

In the next few days, Er Mao planned how to let Zheng Tan lead him. First of all, he had to find a way to get Jiao’s mother’s consent before he could take Zheng Tan out. One day, one day would be fine, but this was To find someone, Er Mao felt that the time was too short.

At least two days, right?

then.

Ermao hit Wei Ling with his idea.

In the end, Wei Ling came forward and made up an excuse in his name. Ma Jiao didn’t think much about Wei Ling taking Zheng Tan out to play for two days.

and.

After Jiao Dad went abroad.

Wei Ling and the others have been helping to take care of the Jiao family, and Jiao’s mother didn’t say more after a few words.

How to go out with a cat, this Er Mao has to learn from Wei Ling.

After all, Zheng Tan’s cat is different from other cats. If you want to use an ordinary pet bag, Zheng Tan will never take a look at it.

The day he decided to go out happened on Sunday, Ermao sent black rice to the pet center with reluctance, and he could only ask the people at the pet center these days.

It was a bit gloomy, and the weather forecast said it would rain these days. Ermao borrowed Wei Ling’s car to go out and drove to Fangyang.

Zheng Tan slept in the back seat.

There was a travel bag beside him, and Zheng Tan had to squat in the bag when he went out for a walk.

Not long after Ermao went out, Wang Bin, who was going to have a good talk with Ermao, came to the east compound of Chuhua University and found that there was no one in the place where Ermao rented.

Professor Lan, who lived opposite the door, saw Wang Bin who looked the same as Ermao, and kindly told him that Ermao had gone out.

Zheng Tan had fallen asleep in a daze, but was woken up by the sudden ringing of his mobile phone. He looked at Er Mao who was driving, and the guy picked up the phone with one hand and turned it to mute.

When he woke up, he couldn’t sleep, Zheng Tan looked out the car window, it was raining a bit.

After arriving in Fangyang, Ermao went to a hotel to book a room, parked the car in the hotel’s parking lot, took out his bag, and went to the station to take a taxi.

The reason why he didn’t drive directly to the village was mainly because Er Mao didn’t know the road, he only knew which township and village.

If you drive by yourself, not only will Wei Ling’s car suffer, but Ermao will also have difficulty finding a place.

After thinking about it, it is better to go directly to the car.

Zheng Tan didn’t know the way to the village either. During the Chinese New Year, Dad Jiao drove the car. Zheng Tan was only responsible for watching the scenery and sleeping, that’s all.

There are cars going directly from the city to the towns below. Although pets are not allowed in the station or on the trains in theory, the management of this small station is not strict, and there is no inspection of salutes, which makes Ermao Some little tricks didn’t come in handy.

When I arrived in Changyang, the sky started to clear up. The train Ermao was going to take was relatively tight, and they all got on the train first and then bought the tickets, so there was no mention of booking tickets in advance.

There were many people around the station who were in charge of soliciting customers. It was noisy. Zheng Tan felt bored in his bag, but the outside was not very good. Looking out through the opened gap, Zheng Tan listened to the people around him shouting in local dialect. Running around, feeling a little dizzy.

Whether it was before or now, Zheng Tan has never had such an experience, but Er Mao is quite familiar to him. He smiled and talked to the people who were pulling passengers outside the station.

The seats on that train were already full, but the solicitors continued to pull people onto the bus, and those people got used to it.

Looking at the bus that was smaller than the Chuhua City bus but was crowded with people, Zheng Tan felt uneasy, is this really okay?

Seriously overloaded?

Ermao decided to wait for the next bus, not because Ermao didn’t want to go up to squeeze, but because Zheng Tan couldn’t go and squeezed it, and it was estimated that he would be squeezed into a cat meat pie.

After waiting for two hours for the next trip, Er Mao went up to grab a seat, Zheng Tan was relieved, and it felt good to have a seat.

The experience of this ride, Zheng Tan felt quite bad.

All kinds of smells were mixed, all kinds of noises were noisy, and there was a child crying all the time, which hurt his ears, so Zheng Tan regretted this trip.

There were ups and downs on the way, but in general, the further back you went, the more empty the car was. When he finally arrived at the station and got off the car, Zheng Tan opened the zipper of his backpack and breathed in the fresh air outside.

Er Mao has no complaints, it can be seen that this guy has a lot of similar experiences.

During the Chinese New Year, the weather in the village was good, and I didn’t feel anything. Now it has just rained, and the place is wet and deserted. Occasionally, one or two pedestrians can be seen passing by.

Ermao could clearly feel that his feet were much heavier when he walked a few steps on the muddy road, with a thick layer of mud sticking to the soles of his shoes. He went to a small grocery store at the entrance of the village to ask, and bought a pair of rain boots, otherwise his sneakers would be scrapped.

Fully equipped Er Mao stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the road leading to the village, “Okay, Sister Lin is right ahead!”

Zheng Tan sighed.

(To be continued..)

ps: (3.7)

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