After the Xueba character was exposed

The cat probably didn't expect that it would be snatched away if it touched a piece of porcelain casually. When it went upstairs, it nestled in Jiang Zhao's hands in a daze, grabbing the back of his hand and not daring to move.

It didn't wake up until all four feet landed safely. First, it crawled forward and groped for a few steps, then rushed to the bedroom and burrowed under the bed. It didn't have the courage to rub its hands outside just now.

When Jiang Zhao turned his head to close the door, he turned around and could only see a fluffy cat's tail under Jian Yao's bed. The tail wagged twice and quickly shrank under the bed.

Jiang Zhao felt that he was a little impulsive today.

He sat down at the dining table and prepared to have dinner. By the way, he recalled that the pet he raised last time seemed to be a chicken from the village.

It's not even a pet, it's just a matter of being dragged by Zhang Wenbin to sprinkle a few handfuls of rice.

How to raise this cat... He really doesn't know.

So Jiang Zhao took out his mobile phone, and used the meal time to catch up on a wave of knowledge about raising cats.

Facts have proved that theoretical knowledge alone is not enough for raising animals.

After reading a few tips on raising cats, Jiang Zhao felt that he understood, but he still couldn't get started.

He had just packed up his finished lunch box when Zhang Wenbin called him.

"Hello? Hey, how many days off do you have for National Day?"

"Three days."

"That's quite a long time... Your school is very kind. My kid downstairs has two days off for National Day, and she doesn't even bother to go home." Zhang Wenbin said casually, and suddenly the topic changed, "You don't go home have a look?"

"No." Jiang Zhao paused, then said, "She's going on a business trip."

"Business trip again?" Zhang Wenbin realized something after speaking, "Oh", "Your mother has contacted you, right?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhao said, "Come to school today."

It is common for Zhang Xuenian to go on business trips. After Jiang Zhao moved out, she would go on a business trip and say hello to him online, instead of coming to school to find him in person.

This is not the purpose of Zhang Xuenian's coming to him.

"I thought you were celebrating your birthday?" Zhang Wenbin said.

A certain little creature suddenly poked its head out from the door, and looked at Jiang Zhao suspiciously with its big eyes open. Jiang Zhao glanced at it, and it shrank back quickly, then walked out cautiously, sat by the door and stared at it. he.

Jiang Zhao: "Yes."

Zhang Xuenian never forgot his birthday.

Because it was just during the holidays, Zhang Xuenian would spend time with him every year. When he was young, he would buy cakes and take him out to play, and when he was older, he would have a meal together.

Every year this day is probably the most tender moment between their mother and son.

This year, the warmth is gone. Zhang Xuenian is going on a business trip, so she came to the school to give him a sum of money.

It saved him the time of wondering whether to go home and face her.

"Then come to my place this year?" Zhang Wenbin said, "Come over on the 2nd, we Wenwen also want to celebrate my brother's birthday, don't we?"

Zhang Wenbin suddenly choked his throat and began to speak, Jiang Zhao was a little speechless. After thinking about the holidays for the past few days, there would be nothing to do, so he agreed with a "huh".

He looked towards the door again, and the cat changed positions at some point, ran to his feet and sat down to lick the fur of its front paws.

I didn't notice it in the dark before. The cat has been rolling outside with white fur for so many days, so it can't be said that it is very clean.

Sitting under white light now, with the gray concrete floor as the background, the hair is obviously dirty when compared with it.

Kitten can't seem to take a bath?

Do you need to blow dry in time after taking a shower?

But there is no hair dryer at home.

Jiang Zhao began to doubt himself again, why did he bring a cat home in a fever.

Just because it kinda resembles someone.

"Oh, by the way, call Xiao Jian." Zhang Wenbin's voice came from the other end of the phone again, "He was too embarrassed to ask him to sit for a while last time."

"Yeah." Jiang Zhao came back to his senses, stood up with the lunch box bag in hand, the cat jumped back suddenly, and then slipped under Jian Yao's bed again.

"..." Jiang Zhaoyuan looked at the bright round eyes under the bed, took the key and turned to go out, "Does your family have a cat?"

"It's been half a year since I was raised. Didn't you see me last time you came, and you forgot so soon?" After Zhang Wenbin finished speaking, his voice suddenly became distant, and he called a name to a certain place and then meowed a few times.

The cat-calling operation probably failed, so Zhang Wenbin posted to the phone and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'll go to your house now." Jiang Zhao said and walked out, and glanced at the crib before closing the door, "Get me some cat food or something."

Jian Yao carried the recliner back to the ward. Grandma sat on the bed and looked at her mobile phone. After setting up the chair, he went to the side to do his homework.

"Let's talk later" to Jiang Zhao was just a polite remark, and now that he is really free, he doesn't know what to say.

And he didn't get a reply after sending this message.

Grandma went to bed early, and couldn't fall asleep when she saw the light, so Jian Yao accompanied grandma to turn off the lights before ten o'clock, and lay on the bed playing with her mobile phone.

Zheng Mengyang and the others took advantage of the carnival on the eve of the holiday, and played games outside until late at night. They couldn't spare time to play mobile games with Jian Yao, so Jian Yao could only play his own, and when he was tired, he would find a novel to read.

In the dead of night, there are no street lights under the windows of this ward, only the lights in the corridor squeeze in from the door, and they can't reach Jian Yao.

Grandma's snoring could be faintly heard from behind, and in the silence, Jian Yao looked at the screen distractedly, swiped a few pages and found that he didn't see anything, and only 3 minutes passed after checking the time.

He felt that his vacation was about to be scrambled like this.

Staying here with grandma is also relaxing, if a bit boring.

Speaking of boredom... He used to be the same as he is now, writing and writing questions and playing with his mobile phone, occasionally making appointments with Zheng Mengyang and the others to play games in Internet cafes, and even lying at home to sleep, never feeling bored.

But now I just feel that there is something empty, as if something is missing.

A message box suddenly popped up on the phone screen.

Jiang Zhao: Is there something wrong on the 2nd?

Before the message box disappeared, Jian Yao clicked in.

Y: no

Y: What's the matter?

Jiang Zhao: My uncle called you to play

Y: Are you going too?

After Jian Yao sent this message, he realized that he had asked a stupid question, and quickly chose to withdraw it.

That was Jiang Zhao's uncle and not his uncle. If Jiang Zhao didn't go, he would call him alone.

Y: When?

Jiang Zhao: Whatever you want

Jiang Zhao: I will go there in the morning

Y: Then can I still go at night?

Jian Yao rolled his eyes at the screen, thinking that this person can always say some nonsense.

Jiang Zhao: Not bad

Look, this is another bullshit.

Jian Yao admired Jiang Zhao for being able to perfectly display the beating tone of face-to-face on the Internet.

Y: I'll go with you

Y: Come over tomorrow

Jiang Zhao: Yes

Guessing that there was nothing to say later, Jian Yao quit WeChat and didn't open the novel again.

Go back to the shabby house tomorrow, go to Uncle Jiang Zhao the day after tomorrow, do homework in the shabby house the day after tomorrow, and play games in free time.

The vacation seemed suddenly less boring again.

Jian Yao originally planned to go back to the small house on the night of the 1st, but he couldn't stay there in the afternoon.

During the daytime, the hospital is very noisy, the wards are open, and there are nurses pushing carts walking around from time to time, or there are various patients and their family members wandering back and forth. Talking, then looking down at the phone.

Grandma also noticed that Jian Yao had nothing to do here, and said: "Why don't you go home first, you finally have a few days off, don't waste it here with me."

"I have an appointment with someone tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and I don't have a chance to come after I've been away today." Jian Yao said.

"Then come again next time you have a chance." Grandma said indifferently, "Mobile phones are so convenient now, you can just make a call if you need anything, and I don't want you running back and forth."

Jian Yao explained a few more words before leaving in peace.

Of course he wouldn't go home when he went home, he didn't have anything to get back to the old house, so he took the subway back to school directly.

Today is the first day of the National Day Golden Week, and the subway station is more crowded than usual during the rush hour for commuting. Jian Yao managed to find a place to stand, and the mood of looking at his mobile phone was gone, so he wore earphones and listened to music. .

When he walked downstairs to the shabby house, he realized that he hadn't told Jiang Zhao when he came back, and there was no need to say any more, so he simply went back and gave him a surprise.

Jiang Zhao didn't know if he was surprised or not, but Jian Yao was taken aback when he entered the door.

The retractable door outside the wooden door was left open, which saved a lot of time to open the door, so the moment Jian Yao pushed the door, he saw a white unknown object rushing into the bedroom like a wind, leaving only a series of afterimages and the living room floor still slowing down. Slow rolling hollow ball.

He stood dumbfounded at the door, paused for a while, and then yelled at Jiang Zhao who was calmly writing the question in the bedroom: "What the hell??"

"Cat." Jiang Zhao said.

Ah? ?

Jian Yao was wondering, just now that unknown object emerged from under his bed, looking at him vigilantly.

"Fuck me?" Jian Yao closed the door and walked into the bedroom. The cat shrank back under the bed again. He slowed down and moved over, squatted down and looked in, then looked up at Jiang Zhao, "This is what I did two days ago. The one you saw? How did you catch it back?"

"..." Jiang Zhao didn't quite agree with Jian Yao's words, "I touched porcelain myself."

Jian Yao laughed, and the cat quietly poked its head out again. He reached out his hand to hug it, but before he touched it, the cat scurried into the innermost part.

Jian Yao's hands froze on the spot for a second, then turned around, stood up and sat on the bed with his knees propped up.

"When did you get it back?" Jian Yao asked.

The idea of ​​being caught back cannot be reversed, Jiang Zhao didn't bother to continue explaining, and replied: "The day before yesterday."

"You didn't tell me the day before yesterday?" Jian Yao said and looked to the side, there were a lot of pet supplies beside the wall, and the not-so-large space instantly became more substantial.

There was an indescribable feeling in his heart, probably the sun was falling right behind him, making him warm.

The cat didn't hide under the bed for too long, then quietly poked its head out again, stretched out its paws and tentatively touched Jian Yao's shoes.

This time, Jian Yao successfully picked up the cat, held its two arms and made it face him and sit on his lap.

The cat stared at him and barked, but it didn't help, Jian Yao squinted his eyes and smiled instead.

"Does this cat have a name?" Jian Yao asked.

"No." Jiang Zhao said without raising his head, "Call it whatever you want."

"How can I do that? If you don't even give me a name, how do you become a father?" Jian Yao stood up with the cat in his hand, walked to Jiang Zhao's side and put the cat in front of him, "Quickly, give me a name."

"..."

Jiang Zhao was forced to look at the cat, and then raised his eyes to Jian Yao, who was so excited for some reason, and smiled innocently and brilliantly.

Jian Yao elbowed him again, he had no choice but to think about it.

"Call it Xiao Zhai." Jiang Zhao lowered his eyes and said expressionlessly.

"Small house? Why isn't it called a small house?"

"Zhai of Guangzhai."

"..."

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading, thank you for your company, okay?

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