Strange Life of a Cat

Perhaps sensing that Zheng Tan was looking at it, the cat squatting on the tree turned its head and looked towards the intersection.

It looked a bit like a stray cat. The fur on its body was stained with stains, and there were several scratches of varying lengths above its eyes. The healed wounds left bloody traces, which were particularly eye-catching on the white fur. These injuries should be from the past two days.

Zheng Tan didn't know what caused the scratch on the cat, but as long as the longest wound extended one centimeter downward, the cat's left eye would probably be destroyed. On the bright side, the cat was lucky.

The cat just glanced at the person and cat at the intersection. Perhaps it felt that there was no threat, and continued to stare at the second-floor window of the house.

Er Mao next to him took the last bite of the egg pancake into his mouth and smacked his lips, "What is that cat looking at? Is there any 'harmonious' scene inside?"

Zheng Tan shook his ears, didn't bother to pay attention to Er Mao, and walked over there.

As Zheng Tan approached, the cat glanced at Zheng Tan warily. Moreover, even if it wasn't staring at Zheng Tan, its ears kept moving slightly, making it quite alert.

Instead of climbing the tree, Zheng Tan walked there just to see what the cat was looking at. However, Zheng Tan was disappointed. There was no need to climb the tree. Standing here, Zheng Tan could see the second floor of the house. The situation of the windows, because the windows on the second floor were closed and tightly covered by curtains, it was impossible to see what was inside the house.

Looking at the cat on the tree who continued to stare at the window, and then at the window covered with curtains, Zheng Tan shook his head, really baffled.

Instead of staying here to look for reasons, Zheng Tan returned to the intersection and continued walking forward, with Er Mao still following behind.

Ermao is not bored. He has never walked through the streets here. Now he is very interested in the local snacks on this street. Although it is already past the time for breakfast, many shops and stalls are not just for It was early, so Ermao walked around and bought and ate. There was a store that had good mung bean pancakes, so Ermao bought two packs and carried them.

Some people on this street are already familiar with Zheng Tan, and some even take the initiative to say hello when they see Zheng Tan. Although they don't know Zheng Tan's name, they occasionally say a few words like they would to their own pets, or talk to the people next to them. People talk about this black cat and guess whose family it is.

There are many alleys in the old neighborhood. There are many narrow alleys that can only accommodate two or three people walking side by side. These alleys are also places full of various stories. Zheng Tan has been walking on this street for so long. It’s been a lot. Those who fight, extort, take drugs, have affairs, etc., cover a wide range of ages, regardless of gender, age or industry.

Perhaps this is also part of the hutong alley culture?

Just like this moment, Zheng Tan moved his ears and looked towards a narrow alley. There is a sunken place in the alley, which is used to pile garbage. Two young men in their early twenties stood there, talking to the people in the sunken area.

Zheng Tan listened to the sounds and intermittent conversations inside, and was not ready to go over to meddle in other people's business. He was about to leave when he noticed Er Mao walking into the alley. He didn't go further inside, just took two steps, and then Ermao leaned against the wall next to him, carrying the groceries he bought on the road in one hand and holding a mung bean pancake to eat with the other.

Zheng Tan jumped up the wall, ready to see what Ermao, the foodie, was planning to do. Do you act bravely?

The two young men over there had already received the forced money, counted it, and walked out of the alley. When they looked up, they found someone standing at the entrance of the alley. Putting the money into his trouser pocket, the two of them looked at each other and continued walking out, ready to take out the money.

Er Mao wiped the debris around his mouth with his thumb and walked inside.

One of the young men was brewing his emotions and was about to say harsh words. Before he could say anything, he found that Er Mao had already rushed in front of him. The next moment, he fell down. He didn't even have time to see clearly what the person in front of him did.

Another young man was about to take out a knife, but before the knife appeared, Zheng Tan heard a soft "click" sound, and the man's scream of pain stopped suddenly before he could finish his scream of "ah".

Only one person met each other, and even Er Mao only used one hand. In the blink of an eye, the two people fell down.

Zheng Tan looked at the two people lying motionless on the ground and shook his ears. Sure enough, they were Wei Leng's junior brothers. This move was really neat.

The man who was originally standing in the recess of the alley wall heard the noise and stretched his neck to look out, and happened to meet Er Mao's gaze. Then the child retracted his head again and did not dare to stand up at all. He was probably He was still praying that Er Mao wouldn't target him. He didn't want to be with the two people lying on the ground.

Er Mao just glanced at the garbage dump and didn't look any further. Walking to the two people lying on the ground, Ermao reached out and took out the pockets of their clothes and trouser pockets. The total amount of money he took out was less than one thousand, and then he put it all into his own pocket, not even a fifty-cent coin. However, he still looked calm and confident.

Zheng Tan: "..."

Damn it!

Black and white? !

Well, Zheng Tan was just wondering whether Er Mao would be brave enough to return the money. Sure enough, he still overestimated Er Mao's character.

After putting the money away, Ermao patted the dust on his coat and turned around without looking at the two people lying on the ground and the people at the garbage dump, leaving only the man who stuck his head out from the garbage pile to see the development of the situation in the alley. The student stood there with a complicated look on his face, feeling like he was about to cry.

After walking out of the alley, when Er Mao looked at the wall next to him, he found the black cat on the wall looking at him with contempt.

"What, you don't like it? Do you think I should pay back the money to that little brat?" Ermao snorted and said: "That kind of brat is not a good guy at first glance. I don't know if he has more money than him." It’s forced out of weak children,”

Although Er Mao's character is not very good, I have to admit that he is very accurate in judging people. Of course, maybe this was just Ermao's excuse for his behavior. Zheng Tan was too lazy to take it seriously. He just had an impression of the student standing in the garbage dump. He had seen this man blocking Fulei with his partner before, but unfortunately Fu Lei was a tough guy. However, the two of them worked together to block Fuli but failed. Instead, they were beaten by Fu Lei without missing a beat. This kid is really not very lucky. Isn't there a saying: if you come out to mess around, you will have to pay back sooner or later.

There was no emotional change because of what happened just now. It was still the same as before. Er Mao looked at the surrounding shops and stalls with some curiosity, and went to buy whatever he liked.

Zheng Tan walked along and passed by Jiao Yuan's school. He stood by the window and watched for a while. He was spotted by a few students sitting in the back row. Zheng Tan left quickly before the teacher on the podium got angry. Who knows if the teacher on the podium knows Jiao Ma or not and will complain, so it’s better not to stay here any longer.

Afterwards, Zheng Tan went to the construction site of Ye Hao's project to take a look.

Er Mao followed behind. Although he didn't show anything on his face, he had already sighed several times in his heart. Especially when he saw the way those people at the construction site looked at Zheng Tan, Er Mao realized that this cat was so popular.

After following Zheng Tan to get acquainted with the street, and seeing Zheng Tan walking back, Er Mao had no intention of staying outside anymore, so he also walked back.

When passing the previous intersection, Zheng Tan looked inside again. The cat in the tree was no longer there, and the window on the second floor of the house over there had also been opened. Driven by curiosity, Zheng Tan jumped up the tree and looked inside.

There was a man in his thirties wearing a suit and gold-rimmed glasses in the room. He was sitting in front of the window with a cup of coffee, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing the black cat suddenly jumping up the tree, the man was stunned for a moment, then smiled a little.

Zheng Tan felt that the man's eyes were a bit strange. The smile on his face looked normal to others, but Zheng Tan felt that his whole body was hairy. He always felt that this man had a strange sense of contradiction and disobedience.

Zheng Tan's feeling was correct. The man still had the smile on his face, but the hand holding the coffee cup suddenly raised and poured the still hot coffee in the cup towards Zheng Tan.

The tree was not far from the house, and some branches had reached to the windows. Fortunately, Zheng Tan was vigilant and avoided it, but there was still a little splash on his back, not much, and he couldn't feel the scalding temperature, but Zheng Tan could smell the coffee smell brought by that little bit of coffee, When I think about what the man on the second floor did, I feel even more unhappy.

On the other hand, that man smiled even more happily because of this.

After Zheng Tan ran some distance, when he looked at the window on the second floor again, the man was no longer at the window, probably going to pour coffee again.

Pulling his ears, Zheng Tan glanced around.

There is a stone under the tree.

Looking at the window on the second floor, there was still no one there. Zheng Tan carefully approached the tree to prevent something from splashing down from the second floor.

After arriving under the tree, Zheng Tan moved the stone farther away because there was a wall between the tree and the house, which would interfere with Zheng Tan's movements.

When he felt that the distance was just right, Zheng Tan stretched out his two front paws to hug the stone, and then threw it towards the second floor window.

I'll let you splash it!

Go to hell!

The stone hit the glass of the window, followed by the sound of glass breaking.

Zheng Tan ran away after throwing the stone. He felt much better after hearing the sound of broken glass.

Although Zheng Tan was very angry just now, but because there was Ermao watching at the intersection, when Zheng Tan threw the stone, he did not stand up and throw it with one claw like a grenade, but chose to throw it with both claws. Although this is still surprising, it is better than the former.

Er Mao was surprised, but he didn't say anything and even gave Zheng Tan a thumbs up.

However, Er Mao was not as calm in his heart as he looked on the surface. The scene he just saw was indeed quite surprising. Fortunately, Wei Leng had vaccinated him and he had some experiences of his own, so he was not too surprised. He also thought of what his master said: Revenge is an instinct, it is the same for humans, and it is the same for cats.

When returning to Chuhua University, Zheng Tan saw the black and white cat when he passed several closed small stores. There was a little gap between the two stores. I don't know who put a cardboard box at this point. In the interval, the black-and-white cat stayed inside. There was a disposable paper bowl next to it. At the bottom of the paper bowl were some meals that were a few days old, and there were steamed buns that looked relatively fresh on top.

Looking at the cat up close, Zheng Tan always thought that there was a black stain stuck to the cat's nose, but now he realized that it was just its own pattern, shaped like rice grains.

The cat had no obvious malice towards Zheng Tan and Er Mao, but was a little wary. Especially when Zheng Tan came close to the paper bowl, it made a low purring warning sound.

Seeing this, Zheng Tan didn't come any closer. However, when Er Mao took out a lunch box he bought earlier and moved closer, the cat didn't meow, but was just a little wary.

The lunch box had gone cold, but the smell of meat inside still made the cat energetic. But even so, it didn't eat it immediately, and just kept staring at Ermao.

Er Mao looked around and saw a small piece of brown crayon thrown by a child not far away. Er Mao picked it up and wrote a few words on the paper box:

"I know how to catch mice, I can look after the house, please take care of me"

There is also a simple line cat drawn behind the words.

(2.22) I would like to recommend a more enjoyable book. Friends who are interested in the game world can read "Invasion of the Status Quo".