The God of Trade in Two Worlds

"No need, this is too wasteful." Realizing that there are two couples he is a little familiar with behind the other party, Li Cheng decisively rejected Yang Tiangao's kindness, what's the matter with feeding the cat with his son's birthday cake?

"You don't want it?" Yang Tiangao pursed his lips unhappily, and told him simply, "If you don't want it, throw it away."

The stupid brother was really not joking, he hooked the bow of the birthday cake, walked out with an elegant pace, and it looked like he was about to be thrown into the trash can on the side of the road.

Li Cheng was taken aback, you really threw this brat, "...hey wait!"

Yang Tiangao looked over, Li Cheng was speechless for a long time, and explained: "It's not that I don't want it, but the birthday cake is of great significance. I mean, it's too wasteful to give it to Xiao Hui, and your parents don't want it too .” Without realizing that he had already given the short-haired cat a cute name, Li Cheng now only felt that his words and tongues couldn’t get together.

How come you can run into this family when you walk around?It's not enough to refuse, and it's hard to say, it's just frustrating.

"Don't waste it, I've grown up, this is my birthday present and I can make my own decisions." Yang Tiangao raised his chin, "I'm after the practical meaning of objects. As a genius, you should understand my thoughts."

"..." What's the matter with being a genius?My teeth are inexplicably sore...I'm not a genius, I'm stupid, but I don't really understand, or I just evolved into a genius after being baptized with spiritual energy, and I haven't controlled my mentality yet, Li Cheng thought sadly, and tried to persuade: "Let's forget it, I don’t think it likes cream very much, and may prefer small dried fish.”

Don’t big-faced cats love to eat fish?This is always right!

The short-haired cat meowed and rubbed against Li Cheng's cuff, maybe it smelled some sweet smell, and stared at the cream cake in Yang Tiangao's hand without blinking - Li Cheng gave it a fierce look, and did not dare to pat it hard Knocking down its head, the short-haired cat rolled a few times, thinking that he was playing a brain-tapping game with himself, and continued to be moved to dedicate the value of faith.

This is called dislike?

Yang Tiangao looked at Li Cheng's unchanging expression, and probably realized that the fur would be dirty. The boy reached out his hand and didn't dare to rub the short-haired cat, but touched a strand of dull hair on Li Cheng's head, and gave orders like a stupid brother Said in a calm tone: "Don't go, there is a grocery store next to it, I'll go buy small dried fish."

I really want to leave now.

Yang Tiangao's elegant back was tall and straight towards the grocery store. Li Cheng took a step forward holding the short-haired cat and was about to run away. A big hand belonging to his father rested on his shoulder. It was not as thick as imagined, but vainly released trembling slightly, as if afraid of Li Cheng's ruthless throwing away, feeling quite strange.

Li Cheng smiled, moved aside unaccustomed, and the hand slipped down.

Yang Yi didn't care either, and spread his hands, as if he was a father and son of the same generation. He raised his eyebrows, and there was something in his eyes, and he listened. The man's voice was a little hoarse than it was a long time ago. Can I say hello, how are you doing?"

"Thank you for your concern, I have a very good life." Li Cheng told the truth, the days when Li Guihua was away from Yang Yi was the most comfortable time for Li Guihua. When Li Guihua was happy, the mood of the siblings would naturally be better.

"Is your sister married?"

"En." This seems to have happened a long time ago, so now that my sister's children have been born for several years, what's the point of asking now?

Li Cheng's internal complaints did not affect Yang Yi's thinking. He asked in an investigative manner: "What is the origin of the man? What household registration?"

"Factory worker, rural household registration." And he is still an unemployed factory worker, but soon after the store is renovated, my brother-in-law will become a self-employed owner.

Li Cheng didn't say the following words, so she saw Yang Yi's frown as expected, as if she knew what Yang Yi was thinking, and said lightly: "I think it's because of love, just like you were willing to do it because of love back then." Did you give up your wife and children? Although my sister and brother-in-law are not as great as you, but love is equal, 'you can fall in love with a rich man, or you can fall in love with a beggar', isn't it?"

Yang Yi didn't speak, but looked at him strangely, "You seem to have grown up. It seems that by following her, you learned a lot of unnecessary precautions. In fact, the world is very beautiful."

"You think too much." Li Cheng smiled, holding the small dried fish thrown by Yang Tiangao, he nodded politely, "Uncle and aunt, I should go."

There is no pet shop near the cake shop, let alone a pet clinic. Such places in the city are either located in the most prosperous areas or in the most remote corners. The former is really expensive, but the latter is very cheap but you often need to find it Storefront, and personally supervise and see a doctor.

Li Cheng asked a lady who was walking her dog, and after going around a lot of intersections, she found a small clinic. The doctor was a very young doctor in his 20s. When giving injections to cute pets, he would always talk to them tirelessly. .

The short-haired cat was stuffed on the large white bed sheet, and struggled uneasily until it saw the blade in the doctor's hand, as if knowing what it was, the short-haired cat meowed sadly, tearing its claws There was a big hole in the bed sheet, and he fled into Li Cheng's arms like hell.

"Not afraid, not afraid..." The doctor took off his gloves and washed every finger with warm water. He rubbed the short-haired cat's head. His fingers seemed to have soothing power, making the short-haired cat squint its eyes comfortably. Seemingly sensing Li Cheng's focus, he smiled, "Picked it up?"

Li Cheng nodded, the doctor didn't ask any more questions, just reached out to pick up the cat and let it lie softly on the white sheet, this time the short-haired cat has never been manic again.

The power of comfort... Li Cheng stood up as if realizing something, leaned closer to the short-haired cat, and carefully stretched out his fingers to touch its small paw pads. In the cat's paw, the short-haired cat trembled all over, meowed shyly twice, and slowly turned into a sprawling beach on the bed sheet.