The little sick cat of the rich and powerful

Chapter 262 262 Cats
Jing Nuo is in a very strange place.

She stood in the crowd, and there were stall owners struggling to sell. She couldn't hear the sound, but she could see their mouths opening and closing.

Looking blankly, she realized that she seemed to be getting shorter—she could only see the sales stalls through the legs of passers-by walking back and forth.

Jing Nuo stretched out his hand to take a look - the hand was also small, with five fingers like five-sectioned white radish.

Jing Nuo reacted slowly, it wasn't that she had become shorter, but that she had become a child.

Suddenly, a sudden force hit her on the shoulder, Jing Nuo jumped forward, nearly fell, barely stopped, turned around, and saw a middle-aged woman pushing a car looking at her anxiously, saying what .

But there was no sound.

The stall owners selling goods, the customers who were communicating, and the people passing by laughed and cursed. Jing Nuo saw them talking, but couldn't hear anything.

Her world was silent.

Her hand was held suddenly, and a young, soft and clear voice rang in her ears: "Why did you come here by yourself, there are balloon sellers over there, do you want it?"

Jing Nuo looked up, and saw a young woman with long black hair, wearing a white shirt and a blue suspender skirt, looking at her with a smile on her face.

It looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it.

Before Jing Nuo could speak, she led her to a booth selling hydrogen balloons. The woman bought her a Hello Kitty balloon, then knelt down and tied it gently on her wrist.

"This way the balloon won't fly away. The balloon floats high. There are so many people here, so you won't get lost. I couldn't find you just now, but it scared me."

"Okay, there are candied haws over there? Do you eat candied haws?"

The young woman rubbed her hair and said with certainty: "You must like it, I'll take you to buy it."

Jing Nuo just followed her and continued walking.

It's strange to say that Jing Nuo can clearly see the end of this place at a glance, but when walking, the road is very long, as if it will never end, and the things for sale are also very complete. As long as the young woman finishes talking about what she wants to buy, walk Two steps, it must be the stall selling that thing.

Jing Nuo took the candied haws, tilted his head and thought for a few seconds, then stuck out his tongue and licked it.

is sweet.

Turning around and walking two steps, Jing Nuo looked back again, the person selling candied haws had disappeared with so many candied haws.

She didn't care, held the woman's hand tightly, and lowered her head to take a bite of the hawthorn. It was sour and sweet, and she really liked it.

The young woman took Jing Nuo around and dressed her up with joy. She bought Jing Nuo a pair of black soft-soled sheepskin boots, a denim waistcoat, and a shining star stick for her. She bought a pair of fluffy, white, little wings that slung over her shoulders.

Jing Nuo couldn't hear other voices, only her talking.

She asked Jing Nuo: "After walking for so long, shall we go back for dinner?"

Jing Nuo nodded and said, "Okay."

She couldn't hear her own voice either, so she didn't know if she managed to speak out.

After she agreed, this magical shopping path disappeared. She was sitting on the large sofa, holding candied haws in her hands, and cartoons were playing on the TV. The rope dangled.

There was a schoolbag beside her, and the shoes she had just bought were messily taken off on the carpet in front of the sofa.

The sound of cooking came from the kitchen.

Strangely, Jing Nuo poked his head into the kitchen and could hear other voices.

There was a foreign body feeling on her back, Jing Nuo touched it with her backhand, and turned her head to find that the pair of small wings that she bought had turned into real wings, fluttering behind her.

what.

Jing Nuo tried to move, and the little wings brought up a slight wind.

She was a little disappointed, thinking she could fly.

The young woman came out from the kitchen with the dishes: "Don't watch TV, wash your hands quickly and eat. I made your favorite sweet and sour pork today. I failed many times before I learned it."

Jing Nuo let out an "oh", climbed off the sofa and turned off the pantomime on the TV, ran over to wash his hands, and sat down at the dining table.

There are sweet and sour pork tenderloin, cabbage vermicelli, fried cabbage heart, and seafood pimple soup on the table.

They are all very homely dishes.

The woman held out the flower scroll, looked at her bare feet, glared at her, but was not really angry, her voice was still soft and gentle, and gently reprimanded her: "You, you don't wear slippers every day, you have many acupuncture points on the soles of your feet, and you suffer from cold." going to be sick."

Jing Nuo smiled at her ingratiatingly, and made a "grab and grab" movement towards the flower roll, expressing that she wanted to eat it, but now she is small and short-handed, so she can't reach it.

The woman hurriedly brought her a steaming steamed roll, and when it was handed to her, it became warm and palatable, not hot at all.

Jing Nuo ate voraciously.

The woman served her a small bowl of soup, and from time to time put vegetables into her bowl, watching her eat contentedly: "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

The woman looked at Jing Nuo with kind and warm eyes, she reached out and touched Jing Nuo's hair, and said slowly: "When you were still in my stomach, I was thinking about what my little baby will grow into in the future In terms of appearance, she must be a beautiful little girl, and looking at it now, she is even more beautiful than I thought."

Jing Nuo paused while eating, and then continued to eat. She didn't look up, she just listened.

"At that time, I thought, you are the only child in the family, and you are too lonely. After you are born, I will adopt a kitten or a puppy, and grow up with you. It will be lively."

"I even made tiger-toe shoes for you. People say that children are born with tiger-toe shoes. They say that they are mascots, which can drive away ghosts and evil spirits, and protect children from illness and disaster. At the beginning, I thought I am a woman in the new era, so I can't be superstitious, but later I was afraid, if it is true, if you were born without a mascot to protect you, will you get sick?"

"Tiger-toe shoes are really hard to make. I have studied for a long time, but I am not very good at it. The needle is not obedient, and it always comes to pierce my hand. It hurts me. Thinking that you only wear it when you are one year old, I don't feel in a hurry. , just do it slowly, do it, but after you were born, you couldn’t finish it.”

"Fortunately, you don't have tiger shoes, and you have grown into an adult."

"It's just that I'm not by your side. You are always wronged, hurt and sad, and no one can wipe your tears and make you happy. My heart hurts. When I see you, my heart hurts."

"I'm leaving, my little baby. Mommy is satisfied when she sees you this time."

Jing Nuo's tears flowed down drop by drop, she hiccupped from crying, and grabbed Ye Wanqing's hand, "I want, I want to be with you."

Ye Wanqing wiped away her tears, then tapped her forehead, still smiling softly: "Stupid."

"I'm waiting for you, go when you're full."

……

The window in the room was open a crack, the curtains were blown by the wind, and the humidifier on the bedside table was whirring.

Wen Shiliu knocked on the door symbolically, then pushed the door and walked in, replaced the pink lilies in the vase, and inserted the newly brought carnations.

Li Yuchen was having a video conference outside, and occasionally a voice came in through the crack of the door, which was not clear.

Wen Shiliu lowered her head, wondering if it was her own illusion, Jing Nuo's eyes seemed to be trembling.

As if to respond to the thoughts in her heart, Wen Shiliu stared at it for a while, and Jing Nuo's index and middle fingers shook again.

Wen Shiliu instantly stood up and rang the calling bell on the bedside.

(End of this chapter)