My pet owner is not simple [unlimited stream]

How can a cat not eat fish?

What year is this old news?Don’t know that cats like to eat fish are all rumors?

If you are not hungry, you can eat any meat as long as you can eat it... Is it because the chicken is not fragrant, or is the pork and beef not enough?

Miao Rongrong took away her own bowl, and didn't save any face for the old eighth who had always been courteous.

She can't bear to see the situation of these monster clans forming a party for private interests. Everyone is a part of the monster clan. Everything they have today is a beautiful situation built by the seniors who worked hard for the monster clan, and it should be inherited in the future. In the hands of the younger generation, the inheritance continues.

But if everyone follows the behavior of these monsters and only thinks about their own little Jiujiu, and is not prepared to contribute in the face of adversity, they only want to consolidate their own power and status...

Miao Rongrong thought deeply, and in this sudden stalemate, there was an inappropriate and loud sound of chewing food.

She turned her head to look, but it was Yan Jing, who always had a cold face, swallowing a large piece of pig's trotter without realizing the situation in front of her.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yan Jing opened his mouth and swallowed it raw!

This scene simply broke Miao Rongrong's impression of Yan Jing's past, and even caused doubts about "who am I, where am I, and what am I doing".

But Lao Ba at the side breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his hand that was raised in mid-air, and respectfully placed the plate with dangling fish meat in front of You San.

And You San also slightly curled the corners of his mouth, seeing that the two were obviously at odds even at the dinner, he couldn't help but let out a sneer, thinking about it.

You San no longer focused on Miao Rongrong, but frequently smiled at Yan Jing who was concentrating on eating.

……

Gu Zhoushan huddled in Huanfeng's arms, his eyes were dark, and he could only tell their current itinerary from their voices.

The people in the nearby area spoke with a very strong accent. Gu Zhoushan had a hard time hearing it, and he finally recognized it. The people around him seemed to be not too young, and their voices were mixed with hoarseness and old age.

Unlike the part of the road that just came out of the hostel, during the night market, there are many young people on the road, and all they hear are joyful jokes.

Where is it like now, the street is quiet and the footsteps are slow, obviously there are many people who have also lived in this street, but there is no youthful vigor in what they hear, and there is a dying air.

Gu Zhoushan struggled out of a little drowsiness, and under the cover of the collar of his coat outside, he poked his head out and looked at the situation outside curiously—he forgot that he couldn't see anything clearly at this time.

In the blurred vision, Gu Zhoushan twisted his body twice angrily, and finally shrank back lazily, disheartened.

Huan Feng patted his body reassuringly, slowed down his pace slightly, looked around, and glanced at the dark but not dilapidated funeral shops on the street.

He followed the flow of people, wandered left and right, and entered this street under the guidance of spirituality.

Just like what Gu Zhoushan heard, the people who walk into this street are not young, there are middle-aged people in their 50s and [-]s with a pot belly, and there are also elderly people in their [-]s and [-]s with gray hair, but without exception, they all try their best to relax. With light steps, he walked in with awe and fear on his face.

But obviously, what they both fear and fear has nothing to do with this street, because the expressions of the people walking out still haven't changed, which shows that their fears have not been resolved.

Then why are there so many people, at this midnight, keep coming in and out?

Huan Feng stepped into a shop with fewer customers.

I saw a well-dressed young shopkeeper approaching him with his eyes half-closed, before opening his mouth to look at him, he said, "The reservation for the coffin is two months away! If you are not in a hurry, you can take a look at other shops in the shop." product……"

Huan Feng was silent for a while: "Are there a lot of funerals here?"

The young shopkeeper suddenly stopped introducing various products, such as shrouds and paper burial objects, looked at the mandarin-speaking foreigner in surprise, and also spoke fluent Mandarin: "Outsider? A tourist?" ? Not here for business..."

The young shopkeeper sized up Huan Feng's figure while muttering, held back the words that had already come to his lips, and chatted with him honestly: "Hey, I'm not afraid to tell you. Our Wuji Town, which is famous in ten miles and eight villages. In the county seat, it is indeed much more particular about doing funeral things than in other places."

Baishi is another way of saying to do funerals, and it got its name because white things are often used in funerals.

Huan Feng raised his head again, and made a movement of looking at the whole store: "Your place looks very new."

The young shopkeeper was impatient to answer the question from the foreign traveler, but for some reason, the irritability in his heart just couldn’t get over it, so he answered it very patiently: “Yes, my shop has not been in business for a long time. I heard from a friend Said, there is a shortage of casual business here, and the supply exceeds demand. I didn’t believe it at first. Later, I became obsessed, and only two years ago, I opened a shop like this here..."

Speaking of this, the expression on his face was a bit regretful: "If I knew it earlier, I would buy a bigger store in a better place! Hey, who knows why so many people have died in this city in the past few years? There are so many white things to do, and there are reservations for relatives and friends in advance! Don't look at the many shops outside, there are still a lot of profits to be made here!"

Not only Huan Feng, but Gu Zhoushan who heard this also became silent, and he didn't even have the mood to stick his tongue out.