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Chapter 88 On the Cultivation of a Cat Slave

The corgi looked at the little white dog's full food bowl, happily wagged its tail, and lowered its head to eat.

Even though it's just cooked cornmeal, it's still a pleasure to eat.

It tastes really good!

Wang Wang!

Corgi wagged his little tail while eating, and quickly licked the food bowl clean and shiny.

From then on, the little white dog robbed Corgi's food every day, and the corgi ate the little white dog's food. The two dogs ate very happily and never tired of it.

Wang Jie sometimes feels that the taste of rich people is really elusive, even the taste of their dogs is so incredible.

In addition to eating inferior dog food, corgis also eat watermelon rinds, cucumbers, and vegetable leaves. In short, they gnaw whatever they catch, and what to eat out of curiosity. Once, they even gnawed green peppers used for cooking. It was so spicy Awow screaming, running around the room.

Wang Jie helplessly hugged Corgi, who was hopping around like a rabbit, and carried him to the pool in the small garden. Looking at the puppy who plunged into the pool and desperately drank water to relieve the spicy taste, he couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.

A little white dog was lying on the side of the grass, looking at Wang Jie mischievously, and sneaked into the kitchen while Wang Jie was not paying attention.

It has long been eyeing the big bones in the kitchen.

He began to miss the days when Xiaohuamao was at home, as long as His Majesty the cats and cats took action to frighten this group of unscrupulous puppies.

I don't know how Maomao Majesty is doing?Wang Jie picked up his mobile phone and wanted to call Tang Jinyu to ask about the current situation of Xiaohuamao.

After all, it takes three or four days for the little cat to leave, who wouldn't want to?

WeChat beeped, and Wang Jie looked at the two photos sent by Tang Jinyu. As for the owner of the photos, it was naturally His Majesty Mao Mao who he missed very much now.

In the first photo, the little cat squatted in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a lonely face, staring blankly at the little Persian cat princess who was waving its paws at it. , it seems as if he regards it as an enemy.

In the second photo, the Persian cat is lying in the cage, licking its paws comfortably, and there are already signs of pregnancy on its growing belly.

In the distance, the little cat was squatting on the cat stand, its big royal blue eyes were full of helplessness.

Looking at these two photos, Wang Jie burst out laughing, pointed his finger, and forwarded it to Chu Xiangling.

His Majesty Maomao squatted in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out of the window helplessly. What he didn't expect was that the innocent and lovely little Persian cat princess had turned into a cub-protecting madman.

Although it has not yet given birth to a kitten, the Persian cat is so wary of these little lives in its stomach that it is almost like a bird of prey.

Tang Jinyu told the servant to be careful when cleaning the room, and not to scare the kitten. The servant agreed, but he didn't take it seriously. Isn't it just a little country cat! You can buy a basket for 100 yuan, so why pay so much attention to it!
The servant’s name is Sister Zhang, a retired elementary school teacher from the countryside. Her daughter and son-in-law bought a house in the city and brought her to live in the city. Tang Jinyu's family came to work as a servant, 4000 yuan a month, and shared food and living together, but it was also leisurely.

The key is that Tang Jinyu has a good character, treats Sister Zhang like a family member, and never bosses her around.

Therefore, in order to repay Tang Jinyu's kindness, Sister Zhang worked very carefully and meticulously, and some things that were not pleasing to the eye were tolerated as long as she could.

"Maomao, come and eat the dried fish." Sister Zhang took out a bag of imported dried fish, tore it open, poured out two pieces, and handed it to the Persian cat. The Persian cat shook its beard, looked at the dried fish, and licked it. I licked it, but had no appetite.

"Oh! This cat is picky enough!" Sister Zhang sighed, put the dried fish back, put it on the shelf, and turned to enter the kitchen.

The door opened, and Tang Jinyu's father, Tang Jiajun, opened the door and came in. As soon as he entered, he saw the little cat who was a guest at home, and he clapped his hands at the little cat, "Come here, cat, let's see what this is?"

Tang Jiajun held a cat teasing stick in his hand, and gestured at the little cat twice. The little cat looked coldly at this billionaire worth billions, and turned his face away.

Cat teaser?
Go tease those ignorant kittens!

childish!

The little cat has always sneered at this kind of toys.

Tang Jiajun scratched his head and smiled awkwardly. He didn't expect that he would be despised by a kitten.

"Don't cats like to eat small dried fish?" Tang Jiajun saw the small dried fish on the shelf, so he took it over, poured out two pieces, put them on the ground, and hooked the kitty with his fingers, "Come on, come on!" Ah, I ate dried fish..."

Holding the dish, Tang Jinyu looked at his father, who squatted on the ground and teased the cat before he could take off his suit, and smiled. My father hadn't been this happy for a long time.

Since the majesty cat came, dad is getting happier every day, playing with the kitten until late every day.

In his words, this kitten is spiritual, with one look and one movement, it can understand what you mean, unlike those expensive and stupid purebred cats that just eat and sleep stupidly in a daze.

The little cat picked up the dried fish and took two bites, looked at the little Persian cat princess hiding in the cage, let out a long sigh, jumped into Tang Jiajun's arms, grabbed his clothes and climbed onto his shoulders, a pair of royal blue Looking out the window, it seems that he really wants to see the master's shadow.

No, it's my shit shovel officer.

"Is the little cat homesick?" Tang Jiajun stroked the little cat's ears, carefully maintaining his balance, "Shall we watch TV?"

"Dad, let's eat!" Tang Jinyu shouted with a smile.

"You eat first, I'll watch TV with Kitty, let's go and watch cartoons..."

Tang Jiajun ran away with the little cat.

"The boss seems to be very happy recently." Sister Zhang arranged the rosewood chopsticks and said with a smile. Tang Jinyu hummed, "Since my mother passed away, I have never seen my father so happy."

"Miss, don't blame me for talking too much. Cats, cats and dogs have a lot of bacteria on them, so it's better to touch them less..." Sister Zhang saw that Tang Jinyu didn't intend to refute, so she continued, "This kind of kitten, in our country Looking at the materials for catching rats in the grain stockpile, no one buys one for ten yuan!"

"Aunt Zhang, you will gradually discover the excellence of this kitten." Tang Jinyu smiled, you are not the first person to say this.

But those people eventually became His Majesty Mao Mao's most loyal cat slaves.

"A native cat, what's so strange..." Sister Zhang muttered, and sat down to eat.

The little cat was lying on the sofa, twisted into a paralyzed Ge You, holding the remote control under its paws, preventing Tang Jiajun from changing the channel.

Tang Jiajun shook his head helplessly, so he had no choice but to watch the animal world with the little cat.

"Little cat, have you finished reading it? What have you learned?" Tang Jiajun picked up the little cat, teased its beard, and asked.

The little cat broke free from his big hand, jumped onto the carpet, swished up, grabbed the silk mask of the sofa, and jumped up after a few ups and downs.

"What else?" Tang Jiajun was secretly surprised, this little cat can really understand me!

He quietly took out the electric mouse he bought just after get off work, pressed the switch and put it on the ground.

With a whirring sound from its throat, the little cat leaped forward, its front paws popped out, and grabbed the electric mouse with one click, and then pressed down on the neck of the electric mouse.

The little cat threw the squeaky electric mouse in its mouth, threw it on the sofa, jumped on it, pressed its two paws on the mouse's belly, raised the tip of its claws, lifted the back cover, pulled out the battery, and threw it on the ground.

It raised its head, meowed at Tang Jiajun, and wagged its tail triumphantly.

This cat is extraordinary!

Tang Jiajun muttered inwardly.

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