hey your coffin lid is flying

Dinner is rich.

There were more than a dozen dishes, large and small, and the tables were packed to the brim. In addition to Chinese dishes, Ganingchuan even baked a piece of pizza with his own hands, fearing that his little grandson would not be used to Chinese food.

After all, in Hangzhou, where food is never tired of fine food and delicious food, the dishes are fresh, crisp and tender, which is completely different from the oily and sweet dishes abroad.

However, this worry quickly dissipated in the movement of Jia Luoye swallowing.

Fresh vegetables, with tempting fish, shrimp and poultry, through Hangzhou's unique stir-fried, stewed and tender, while retaining the original flavor, it also bursts out a tempting taste, just smelling it It's too intoxicating, and it's even more forgetful to eat.

Jia Luoye picked up the chopsticks and would not refuse anyone who came. He picked up the Dongpo meat closest to him, biting the meat with white teeth, and his face instantly showed a satisfied expression.

Gan Ningchuan smiled and picked up a piece of emerald green vegetables, tilted his head and asked the little grandson who was eating too much, "Did your dad say when he will be back?"

Jia Luoye was biting Dongpo meat in his mouth, and shook his head vigorously when he heard this, splashing the meat juice from the corners of his mouth to the left and right.

Xiang Yang watched with great joy.

Gan Ningchuan was the same, giggling amused by this silly grandson's gossip.

Soon, a large bowl of Dongpo meat was completely wiped out by Jia Luoye with a few chopsticks. In fact, he can't be blamed for this. After all, he has lived for hundreds of years, except chewing wax and eating paper every day, but he has never eaten.

With the disappearance of Dongpo meat, Jia Luoye cast his eyes on the golden fish fillet in front of Xiang Yang, and directly raised his hand to pick it up.

The moment the fish meat entered the mouth, the tender and crisp feeling rushed to the top of the head, and Jia Luoye's face was blooming like a flower.

Gan Ningchuan was very happy watching, and directly asked the nanny Wang Jie to take out the red wine he had stored in his cellar.

Xiang Yang had seen that brand before, at his mother's celebration banquet, he remembered that it seemed to start with six figures.

Gan Ningchuan asked Sister Wang to share some with his grandson and Xiang Yang, and everyone clinked glasses with each other.

It is a cat's instinct to be curious and greedy, especially when everyone in front of them is drinking the same thing, it is an irresistible impulse.

The orange cat jumped onto Jia Luoye's lap, straightened up, put its front paws on his arm, and stretched out its inconspicuous neck: "Meow~"

Jia Luoye lowered his head to look at Ah Nai, it was really hopeless, staring straight at the wine glass in his hand.

Galoye asked, "Want to drink?"

Anai stretched out her little tongue and licked her nose: "Meow."

To be honest, the taste of this wine is not very good, a bit astringent.

However, Galoye still picked up the small spoon on the table, poured a little on it, and handed it to Anai.

Seeing that there was only a small spoonful of wine, Anai gave Galoye a white look.

mean.

But it still put its head out and smelled it, and the tip of its nose lingered in an instant with a fruity fragrance that it had never smelled before.

Little Fat Orange sticks out his pink and tender tongue, and carefully licks the red wine on the spoon. As soon as he finishes licking, his hair explodes all over his body in an instant, and he jumps away for a long time. The cat's face is full of disgust.

Gan Ningchuan and Xiang Yang kept laughing at the side.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

The people and cats were finally finished eating, and Sister Wang quickly put the leftovers and bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.

Gan Ningchuan looked at the orange cat lying in Jia Luoye's arms, and asked, "Doesn't your stepmother hate keeping pets very much, why did you let you keep them this time?"

Galoye replied: "I picked it up on the road."

The orange cat "meowed" and scratched at Jia Luoye's bright claws.

Gan Ningchuan felt pain in his heart, and asked, "Have you been vaccinated?"

"Vaccine?" Galoye raised his head in doubt, not understanding at all: "What vaccine?"

"It's immune to some diseases, like rabies." Xiang Yang explained: "Aren't pets shot in the United States?"

Jia Luoye was stunned for a moment before he remembered that Zhang Jiancong introduced the identity of this person in the car:

He was born in Hangzhou but lived abroad since he was a child. He has returned to China only a handful of times. His mother died young and his father remarried. Recently, because of conflicts with his stepmother, he was sent back to Hangzhou by his father.

Who would have known that on the day of his return, he suffered a sudden cardiac death.

Seeing that Jia Luoye hadn't spoken for a long time, Xiang Yang leaned on the table opposite Jia Luoye, and asked in a low voice, "Is it true that there are no vaccinations in foreign countries?"

The distance was a little close, and Jia Luoye moved back instinctively: "I haven't raised it, so I don't know."

"That's it." Xiang Yang glanced at the scratches on Jia Luoye's arm and said, "Then after school tomorrow, I'll take you to the nearby pet hospital."

Galoye replied: "Okay."

Gan Ningchuan saw that the two children were getting along well, so he decided to let the two of them stay alone. After all, there is someone in their seventies and eighties, and the children probably won't be able to let go.

Then he patted his pants and said, "Yangyang, you guys play, I'll go out for a stroll to digest food."

Xiang Yang got up quickly: "Grandpa Jia, I will accompany you."

Gan Ningchuan waved his hand: "No, you young people can play by themselves, don't worry about me, an old man."

After all, Gan Ningchuan called the driver and went out for a walk.

The old man's sudden departure gave Xiang Yang the illusion that someone was arranging a blind date.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

In order to solve the embarrassment, Xiang Yang approached Jia Luoye and asked him the name of the cat in his arms.

Galoye said, "Anai."

Xiang Yang was taken aback, feeling as if he had heard this name somewhere before, "Which nai?"

"Impatient patience." Galoye said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the orange cat let out a "wow", and scratched at Jia Luoye's bright claws again.

"It's pretty good at scratching people." Xiang Yang smiled, and stretched out his hand to cut off its claws.

Seeing Xiang Yang stretching out his hand, Anai retracted his nails involuntarily, and asked Xiang Yang to hold the claws with it very honestly: "This is obviously the patient Naiha."

Xiang Yang does have a trick, he can coax the number one fierce pet in the underworld into a bewilderment, watching the posture and letting them stay together for a while, Anai probably will recognize him as his father.

Jia Luoye watched from the side, shaking his head again and again: "That's for you, it's really impatient for me."

Xiang Yang smiled, took Anai back into his arms, patted its head, and said, "This is not good."

"Meow~"

Next, Jia Luoye and Xiang Yang talked about how to raise cats, how to vaccinate, how to buy cat food, and how to start life in the new semester.

In short, we talked a lot.

It wasn't until the old clock on the first floor started to strike the time that Xiang Yang said goodbye to Jia Luoye and went home.

After saying goodbye to Xiang Yang, he took Anai straight back to his room, looking at the luggage all over the place, he was really too lazy to pack, so he chose a set of clothes at random, and changed into them after taking a shower.

Then Da Ma sat down by the window, not to mention, the first time he left home, Jia Luoye still misses his father, Gu Fu, and Uncle Fourteen.

Anai seemed to understand him very well, jumped to his side with a plop, and began to lick his paws: "Luo Ye, do you think this Xiang Yang is strange?"

Jia Luoye gave him a blank look: "I'm ashamed to say others, you fat man, you are the strangest one today, you are too attentive!"

The orange cat flicked his tail unceremoniously: "You know what I mean, I don't like ordinary living and dead things, but being close to him makes me feel unspeakably relaxed."

Jia Luoye: "..." These words hurt people, we have been together for hundreds of years, don't you relax when you are by my side?

The orange cat didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, kicked its hind legs, and jumped onto the bed directly: "I'm asleep, you can do whatever you want!"

Galoye: "You dead cat, believe it or not..."

Anai raised his front paws high, revealing those sharp nails that could cut iron, and made a random gesture, leaving five afterimages in the air instantly.

Seeing Jia Luoye's Adam's apple sliding up and down, his teeth bit down on the words that came out of his mouth in time, and quickly replaced with a new word: "Sleep."

After speaking, he lay on his back on the floor.

But with his eyes closed, Jia Luoye couldn't fall asleep for a long time, all he could think about was Xiang Yang.

What is the identity of this person? The first person I saw when I came up was actually my neighbor.

And he could make this dead cat love him so much.

What's even more exaggerated is that the ghost power sealed by Uncle Fourteen can be recovered by his side.

Also, it is said that the fierce beast that the emperor asked him to come up to find has something to do with him? ? ?

As he was thinking about it, a pillow suddenly flew across his head and hit Jia Luoye impartially.

Taking the pillow and placing it under his head, the corners of Galoye's mouth unconsciously curved into an arc: This dead cat... still kiss me after all.

Accompanied by the croaking of frogs in summer.

The first night in this world began so quietly.

In the early morning of the next day, Gan Ningchuan cooked himself, made some millet porridge and fried poached eggs.

When everything was done, I went upstairs to call Jia Luoye. As soon as I opened the door, I saw him sleeping on the floor stretched out, and the orange cat named Anai was sleeping very comfortably on the bed. Some of them flicked their tails left and right.

"This child, he loves cats too much!" Gan Ningchuan sighed, it seemed that he was really old and couldn't understand the lifestyle of young people.

Ahead is the heartfelt voice from grandson Galoye: Oh no =)

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Ahead is the speech of Anai, an orange cat who does not want to be named:

I don't know why there are two pillows on this single bed, it looks like a hindrance, you know, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, so I kicked one of them down.