“Idiot,” the tabby cat scolded him, “bad cats are still kept by people.”
People are simply divided into good people and bad people.
The tabby cat, ever chivalrous, didn't care that the other cat's legs were so short they looked like they had four little dots on them, nor did it care that the other cat's fur was as white as snow and not at all fancy. In short, this little cat was just a pitiful kitten.
Soon, even humans will no longer be able to see his beauty.
His fur will be covered by mud.
So the tabby cat, feeling kind, caught a few mice and pretended to let one slip from its mouth to give to the kitten. The kitten then thanked it and prepared to pick up the mouse.
Just as the cat was about to pick up the mouse, it remembered that its father disliked it for being dirty and furry, so the cat gave up on the mouse and looked expectantly at the tabby cat.
"Can I catch birds?"
"Or it could be an insect!"
The tabby cat grumbled and complained that the kitten was being picky, but in reality, it still helped him hunt the most beautiful fireflies despite its accusations.
The cat was afraid of crushing the firefly, and also afraid that the firefly would escape, so it could only put the firefly in its mouth and run back to find its father.
The muddy, dirty little cat didn't notice the paw prints on his back. He walked all the way to his father's bedside, jumped on, and kneaded Si Qiannan's chest until he woke Si Qiannan from his sleep.
Only then did the cub spit out the firefly from its mouth.
The firefly was so frightened that it couldn't move. Its green rear end flickered on and off beside Si Qiannan's pillow. As Si Qiannan watched it, his face turned green as well.
He wanted to throw the fireflies away, but then he saw the pitiful little cat looking at him. The cat had suffered a lot outside, and this pampered little darling had actually brought him a gift.
Si Qiannan softened.
Si Qiannan put the fireflies in a jar before picking up the dark-skinned kitten from the bed and hurriedly taking him to take a bath.
The small sink can fit a cat. Once its fur gets wet, the cat becomes tiny, shivering and meowing in his palm.
It looks like it dissolved in water.
But it made those eyes appear larger and brighter.
Si Qiannan didn't waste any time. He picked up the cat, wrung it out, wrapped it in a towel to absorb the water, and finally used a hairdryer to dry it.
The cat's fluffy fur was blown flat and then stood up, making the cat look like a 3D paper cutout, but no matter how he manipulated it, the cat stayed obediently in his arms.
It's as if he is the cat's whole world.
Si Qiannan felt that he had truly been defeated by this little guy.
He still gave the cat a name, Yuanyuan.
Whether it's the "round" in "round head" or the "fate" in "thousand fates," the cat doesn't know.
But this was the first time Qianyuan had ever been called by his nickname so affectionately.
The cat was so happy that it kept meowing and whining at Si Qiannan, but the clueless father thought the kitten was hungry and brought it milk.
The cat would happily circle around Si Qiannan after taking a couple of sips of milk, making Si Qiannan's lips curl into a smile, as if she were experiencing the same joy.
Si Qiannan also gradually changed.
From initially hating cats, he came to the point where wherever Si Qiannan was, he could see a cat carefree rolling and playing around Si Qiannan.
The cat has a beautiful longevity lock around its neck, a style that Si Qiannan chose for it.
Si Yeguang would sometimes laugh at him when he saw this:
"Don't you hate cats?"
Si Qiannan stroked the cat in his arms and answered coldly:
“My Yuanyuan is different from other cats.”
The Si family father and son had rarely had such a peaceful conversation. The servants nearby would show a relieved expression when they heard them talking, except that their conversation revolved entirely around cats, which was a bit eerily intense.
"You've fattened my precious grandson up too much! Look at him, he's practically a little gas cylinder!"
Si Yeguang, at some point, had given himself the title of "grandfather" to the child, and seemed even more enthusiastic than the child's father.
However, Si Qiannan was not to be outdone. He had indeed been spoiling the cub during this period. Even if the cub caused trouble, he would not get angry and would often give the cub extra food. It seemed that he had been born with an extraordinary concern for the cub's growth and a strong obsession with the cub growing up healthy.
So the cubs not only grew vertically, but also became rounder horizontally.
It was already a round-headed cat, and after getting fat, it looked like a balloon. Its body also became round, and when it curled up, it looked like a fluffy ball. Anyway, it was still incredibly cute, so Si Qiannan had no intention of making Zai lose weight.
What's wrong with a child being a little chubby? That's considered a sign of good fortune.
It was during the doctor's check-up that the baby was mentioned to be a little overweight for its age.
Si Yeguang then realized the seriousness of the matter.
He wanted Si Qiannan to feed the kitten less, but Si Qiannan said she only fed it 20 grams of cat food.
Si Yeguang asked silently:
"I fed him yogurt when I did my morning exercise, you probably didn't, right?"
Si Qiannan suddenly sat up straight:
"Yes, I fed him. When you brought him back, I thought he was hungry, so I fed him some cat treats."
Wensheng, who was standing nearby, added, "He sometimes comes to my place and asks me to open cans for him..."
The case is solved.
The cubs can eat three snacks in one morning, not to mention the whole day.
Si Qiannan took another look at the cub's round body, finally snapping out of his paternal reverie.
The cub wasn't just round and cute on its own; it actually ate itself into a round little gas canister.
Si Qiannan hardened her heart and coldly said to the two people beside her:
“You can’t feed him this much anymore. He can only have two snacks a day. I’ll do the feedings myself. You can’t let anyone else feed him snacks.”
The cub's carefree days were shattered in no time.
He angrily turned over and faced away from Si Qiannan, trying to protest, but Si Qiannan pushed him around twice like a plush ball, and he successfully rolled over and wrapped himself in Si Qiannan's clothes, where Si Qiannan picked him up and placed him on the treadmill.
cub: ...
In protest against Si Qiannan's heartless behavior, the cub transforms into a human in the middle of the night and decides to open the snack jars to vent its dissatisfaction.
But Si Qiannan, who has very sharp ears, caught him red-handed.
Si Qiannan looked at the five or six-year-old child, who had familiar snow-white cat ears and tail, and eyes as blue as glass beads.
Si Qiannan had only ever seen this color scheme and this expression on one cat.
Good heavens, how did his cat turn into a human?
Is he dreaming, or has he finally gone mad?
Si Qiannan and the cub stared at each other for a long time. Finally, as if she had made up her mind, Si Qiannan made a phone call to Si Yeguang:
"You're right, I'm going crazy, I'm hallucinating. Where's the psychiatrist you arranged for me? Can you ask him to prescribe some medication?"
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