Every time I come home, my wife is making garbage

Chapter 73 It's a pity
The werewolf was fuming with rage.

The caracal said, "I can help you catch the cat."

The werewolf didn't see clearly who was speaking, and sighed, "How can it be so easy to catch?"

Caracal: "Can you see clearly who I am, meow?"

The werewolf turned around and saw that the people who were talking were actually two cat-people. One of them was a familiar face, the tabby warrior, and the other was a stranger, the big silly caracal in the cat-people world.

Werewolf Daqi: "Huh? Are you willing to help me?"

Caracal: "Of course I can help, but the spoils belong to me. Just because I caught it in your field, you can't say it's yours!"

The werewolf nodded vigorously: "Whatever you catch is yours. I won't eat that stuff."

"Hey, then I'll add a snack, meow." The manul activated his skill, [Flying and Jumping Speed], and a green light flashed on his body. He instantly flew into the wheat field. The wheat seedlings shook for a while, and instantly swayed several meters away. Then the manul jumped out of the field with the half-yard-long field mouse in its mouth: "Hey, it's effortless, meow."

The werewolf was delighted: "Cats are really the only way to catch mice. Eh? Anyway, haven't you all switched to eating cat food instead of these other things? Why are you still so interested in voles? I went to the Catman Village yesterday and wanted to ask someone to help me catch voles, but they were not happy about it, saying that voles are low-end food and they don't like it."

Caracal: "I'm new here, I'm not that picky. As long as you allow me to hunt in your wheat field, I will be in charge of your field from now on."

The werewolf was delighted and said, "That is of course excellent."

Tabby spread his hands and said, "Oh, the new guy is so easy to fool. He actually worked for the stinky dog ​​for free just for a few big voles."

The big bad wolf was angry: "Stupid cat, who are you calling the stinky dog?"

"I'm talking to you! Stinky dog ​​meow!"

"Stupid cat!"

The two of them started arguing, but the caracal didn't get involved. He held the field mouse he had just caught and started to chew it fiercely. Most of the bag of cat food that Zhang Jingyi had given him was given to his wife and children. He only ate a small handful himself and his stomach was not full yet. Now he was happy to have a big field mouse as a snack.

In no time, the big field mouse was eaten.

The caracal burped and stood up. Tabby and the wolf had finished their quarrel and took him to continue walking into the town.

As soon as I walked into the gate, I saw a workshop. Several wolf grandmothers were standing at the door of the workshop, looking at the loom with sad faces.

The caracal asked curiously, "What happened to them, meow?"

Tabby lowered his voice and said, "It's too cold in the winter. They can't maintain their human form, meow. They can only transform into the appearance of Grandma Wolf, but wolf paws are not convenient for weaving."

The caracal suddenly realized: "We can retract our claws into our paws, but they can't."

Tabby chuckled, "Exactly, stinky dog ​​is so miserable meow."

Grandma Wolf heard the discussion behind her, turned around and saw that it was two cat people, and couldn't help but yelled angrily: "Stupid cats! Even though you can retract your claws, you still can't weave cloth. Can you do delicate work? What else can you do besides hunting?"

Tabby: "Uh meow!"

The caracal beside him widened his silly eyes and said, "You can also catch field mice, meow."

Grandma Wolf roared, "Stupid cat, catching voles is also hunting."

The caracal trembled all over after being yelled at: "Uh meow!"

The head of the big bad wolf suddenly popped up behind him and said, "Grandma, catching field mice is a very powerful skill. Please don't complain about this handsome caracal like that! My wheat fields are counting on him."

Grandma Wolf: "Are you helping the stupid cat to complain about his elders just for the sake of the wheat field? Don't you even have a bit of werewolf arrogance?"

Big Bad Wolf: "The wheat field is above, and the lonely and proud is below."

Grandma Wolf: “…” Just when the commotion reached this point, a purple portal opened in the middle of the town. Then, Zhang Jingyi drove a pickup truck through the portal with the cargo bed filled with thick sportswear.

He pulled out a loud speaker and shouted, "Gilnean worgen, please gather in the middle of town. Good things are coming to help you survive the winter."

The Big Bad Wolf and Grandma Wolf immediately stopped arguing and ran towards the center of the town together.

The tabby and caracal also went over to watch the fun.

Zhang Jingyi jumped off the car, took out a piece of clothing from the cargo box, shook it open, looked at the size written on the collar, and shouted, "A werewolf in human form, 100 meters tall and weighing less than kilograms..."

The big bad wolf jumped over and said, "I, I, I! It's me."

Zhang Jingyi: "Change back to human form and try on this dress."

Big Bad Wolf: "Aww, it's so cold when I turn back."

Zhang Jingyi: "Don't be afraid, you won't be cold if you put this on."

The big bad wolf nodded, and the horse began to transform.

The long gray wolf hair began to shrink into the body, and then the fluff also began to shrink into the body. The skin began to turn white and tender. In a short while, he turned into a strong man who was 1.8 meters tall and weighed about 80 kilograms.

The female werewolf next to her covered her mouth and laughed: "Gray has a good figure."

"Eight-pack abs."

"Gray Gray, I want to give birth to a wolf cub for you."

The big bad wolf blushed a little, but male werewolves were used to being seen naked when they transformed, so he was not shy at all. He just shivered for a moment and hugged his shoulders with his hands: "Wow, it's so cold! So cold."

Zhang Jingyi handed over the thickened sportswear in his hand.

Huihui took it quickly and when he held it in his hand, he felt the high-quality of the clothes. It was made of very delicate cotton material, and the weaving was very good. Every stitch and every thread was tight and delicate, and it was countless levels higher quality than the linen they wove themselves.

When I put it on, it was warm, soft, and close fitting. It was so much more comfortable than linen. The clothes were made of double layers of fabric, and there seemed to be some soft and warm material stuffed between the two layers.

Such craftsmanship is unheard of by the younger generation of werewolves, not to mention the older generation.

"Wow!" Huihui said happily, "If I put this on, I won't have to change back into wolf form."

"Come on, one for each person!" Zhang Jingyi smiled and shouted to Luna who was sitting in the passenger seat, "Next you will distribute them according to everyone's size."

Luna: “Okay!”

"Here comes a short female werewolf less than 1.6 meters tall."

"This one is super large, for those over 1.80 meters tall."

"This is what the fat guy wears."

Werewolves are a very disciplined race, not as capricious as cat people. When distributing clothes, they were not chaotic at all. They lined up and received clothes from Luna in an orderly manner. Then the female werewolves began to show their special skills.

He transformed, and when his body shrank and his wolf hair retracted, and his key parts were about to be exposed and he was about to be exposed, he quickly put on his clothes.

The main theme is "Don't even think about taking advantage of me, you stinky men."

Zhang Jingyi watched it very carefully, even freezing each frame in his mind to recall it, but in the end he still didn't see anything, which was quite regrettable.

(End of this chapter)