Chapter 52 The Abstract House undergoes a radical transformation of the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled [...]
Ji Zhi Qiu hurriedly covered Ji Yan Yan's mouth, "We're talking about the cat, don't bring it up yourself."
Ji Yanyan blinked, her little expression full of helplessness, as if to say, "There's nothing I can do about my dad, I can only spoil him."
Ji Zhi Qiu quickly changed the subject, "This can't go on like this. We can't let Rong Rong keep wandering around with Sang Biao."
Rongrong was a bit slow and naive, and everyone felt a special protective instinct towards him. Ji Yanyan was the first to jump out: "No way, Rongrong is my brother, he has to be with me!"
Ji Zishen frowned slightly. "So we need to find a way to bring them back."
"Do you know where the cat dad is?" Ji Sicheng asked.
Ji Zhi Qiu scratched his head.
He does have a personal relationship with the cat's father, but it's limited to petting the cat; he doesn't know the cat's daily activity range: "I'll try, maybe I can find it."
Ji Zishen shook his head: "No, this method is too unpredictable."
After a few seconds of contemplation, everyone's gazes fell on the mother cat.
The mother cat was gracefully crouching to one side, grooming her eldest kitten.
“Cats have a very keen sense of smell, it’s impossible that they didn’t notice anything unusual,” Ji Sicheng said confidently. “This is something Ji Zhixia tacitly agreed to.”
Ji Zhi Qiu's brow twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but complain, "Didn't we say that from now on you'd be called Xia Xia? Your formal name is too strange."
Ji Sicheng did not respond. "Let's try starting with the mother cat and get her to take the initiative to switch her son back."
This was indeed the only good way, so Ji Zhi Qiu went over and tried to communicate.
"Rongrong, outside, wandering."
"No, this is not it."
"Change it back."
"You understand?"
The mother cat stopped licking her fur, stared at Ji Zhi Qiu without blinking, and meowed softly, as if she understood but also as if she didn't.
Ji Zhi Qiu didn't take the uncertainty of communicating with the cat to heart. Unexpectedly, the next morning, as soon as she opened the bedroom door, the mother cat was squatting at the door, meowing softly just like the night before, and then looking towards the door.
Ji Zhi Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and she tentatively asked, "Shall we go find Rong Rong?"
The mother cat meowed softly again.
Ji Zhi Qiu then realized the truth and turned to call his three eldest sons. Even Ji Si Cheng, who never wanted to waste time on trivial matters, responded proactively.
Ji Zhi Qiu symbolically took the mother cat's hand and put the kitten into the cat carrier. The family of four went out together with the two cats.
After the mother cat went out, she sniffed around aimlessly, wandering around the neighborhood without a fixed direction. Just when Ji Zhi Qiu was about to lose hope, the mother cat suddenly raised her head and let out a long, drawn-out meow.
She received a response very quickly.
The father cat jumped out of the grass, excitedly twisting his body to rub against his wife, but before he could take a step forward, he was punched in the face by the cat.
At home, the mother cat is elegant and reserved, but outside she reverts to her wild nature, her body tense, her head held high, and she meows at the top of her lungs.
The cat father's little brother, who had intended to follow, immediately tucked his airplane ears in upon hearing the sound, curled up into a ball, and tried his best not to make a sound as he ran back along the lawn.
The four members of Ji Zhiqi's family huddled together, barely daring to breathe.
Ji Yanyan tugged at her clothes and asked in a whisper, "Dad, what is Xiaxia saying?"
Ji Zhi Qiu silently covered Ji Yan Yan's ears.
The language used was too vulgar; it's not suitable for children to hear.
They felt like they had stumbled upon a couple arguing, awkwardly shrinking to the side, wanting to step forward but afraid of getting splattered with blood, but their business wasn't finished yet, so they couldn't just leave.
Ji Zhi Qiu thought and thought, but having no other choice, she could only open the cat carrier a crack.
The cat son was very perceptive; he whined pitifully and finally won back his parents' love.
Ji Zhi Qiu also spoke up hesitantly, "Um, shall we talk about serious business?"
The orange tabby cat son had been a stray with his father for so long, but this time, even with the cat carrier door open, he wouldn't take a step and just kept pitifully whimpering.
The mother cat stood up for her son and began to sing again.
The father cat didn't respond at all, as if he was deep in thought, then turned around and meowed once.
The underlings immediately made way, and a carefree orange cat, as if it were on springs, jumped around watching the fluttering feathers, making hunting calls.
Seeing that Rongrong was safe and sound, Ji Zhiqi breathed a sigh of relief and became even more determined to take him home.
The mother cat seemed speechless, and after a long while, she meowed once.
Upon hearing the sound, Rongrong spun around in the air and landed on its back on the grass. Surprisingly, it rubbed forward a few times in that position before running towards its mother cat with its tail held high.
The fluffy creature rubbed against its mother and father, then, smelling its brother's scent, happily crawled into its carrier and snuggled up to its brother, licking each other's fur.
The mother cat's aura softened a bit, and she meowed softly twice. The father cat remained silent, glanced at his little brother behind him, and finally made a decision.
The scene froze for a moment, and the cat couple both looked at Ji Zhi Qiu.
Ji Zhi Qiu paused, then pointed incredulously at his nose: "Ah, let me do it?"
He was met with silence. Ji Zhi Qiu had no choice but to bite the bullet and go through the process.
"Given that Sang Biao is never home and has not fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband and father, and that the couple's relationship has broken down, and considering that the children are still young and the woman's family is in a better financial situation, the three children will be awarded to Ji Zhixia."
"Any objections from either party... Alright, the verdict is upheld!"
Before the cat father could react, Ji Zhi Qiu picked up the carrier and walked out.
The mother cat protected them from behind, intimidating the father cat and the other kittens.
As he was about to turn the corner, Ji Zhi Qiu thought of his few encounters with the cat father and couldn't bear it, so he glanced back.
Sang Biao, come find me when you're tired of living out your days. I'll take care of you in your old age.
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At first, he only wanted to adopt the calico kitten, but then the mother cat suddenly appeared and led them to find another kitten, and a few days later...
One became four, and Ji Zhi Qiu suddenly had a strange feeling. It was as if he had been taken advantage of and become a sucker.
He didn't want to delve into the details, after all, he genuinely wanted to raise four cats and give them a stable life and a home.
The new orange tabby cat was named Lianlian. Ji Zhi Qiu took Lianlian to the vet, and when they came back, they were told that they also needed to have a check-up.
Ji Yanyan looked at Ji Zishen with the same blank expression as him, puzzled: "Brother, I really do have two testicles, I don't need a physical examination."
Ji Zishen: "..."
"A physical examination is very necessary, once a year, so that any problems can be addressed promptly." Ji Zishen emphasized, "It's not necessarily about detecting diseases or physical defects!"
Ji Zhi Qiu thought this made a lot of sense, but he had been busy taking care of the three minor villains and hadn't had time to think about the physical examination.
"Okay, the day after tomorrow is the weekend, let's go together."
...
The three children were exceptionally well-behaved and never ran around. Even the youngest, Ji Yanyan, wasn't afraid of injections. He kept repeating "I'm the eldest brother," his face tense, showing remarkable strength, without even a reddening of his eyes.
When Ji Sicheng came out of the room, his face was deathly pale, and his lips were so red they looked like they were about to bleed. Upon closer inspection, there were even teeth marks.
Ji Zhi Qiu paused for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "Is Si Cheng particularly afraid of pain and injections?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Sicheng jumped up excitedly, "No way! I'm not afraid at all!"
Ji Zhi Qiu didn't expose him, but instead bought some lollipops as a reward for the kids.
Their medical examination reports came out quickly, and the doctor talked to each of them after reviewing them.
The family of four is in excellent health, but since they all came for a check-up, various minor health issues were found, and the doctor dutifully provided advice.
Ji Zhi Qiu was optimistic and easygoing by nature, letting things go in one ear and out the other. Ji Zi Shen listened very carefully and even took out a small notebook to take notes.
The doctor was charmed by his cuteness and praised him repeatedly after the consultation, advising him not to take it too seriously.
But Ji Zishen didn't listen. On the way back from the hospital, he had a sullen face and even asked Ji Zhiqi for her phone.
Ji Zhi Qiu remained oblivious to anything amiss, and slept soundly with Ji Yan Yan in his arms.
After getting off the bus, Ji Zhi Qiu, still half asleep, took a tissue and wiped the drool from Ji Yan Yan's mouth. Ji Yan Yan, feeling dizzy, spun around on the ground a couple of times and sneezed.
Ji Zhi Qiu then came to her senses, "Are you a little cold?"
Ji Yanyan nodded and snuggled into her father's arms. Ji Zhi Qiu led the two children and carried the little chubby boy home.
After all that fuss, they were all a bit tired. Even Ji Sicheng collapsed onto the sofa without any regard for appearances, ready to rest for a while before continuing their research.
Ji Zishen looked at them thoughtfully, walked to the center of the living room, and tapped the table with great seriousness: "Look over here, I have something to announce."
The three men, father and sons, were all startled and involuntarily sat up straight.
"The results of this physical examination are very serious, reminding us of some details that we had previously overlooked, which we must correct in the future."
Ji Zhi Qiu blinked, looking blank. "It's not serious. The doctor said we're perfectly healthy."
Seeing that Ji Zhiqi dared to cause trouble, Ji Zishen glared at him, looking at him with a disappointed expression.
Ji Zhi Qiu could only shrink back weakly and make a zipping motion on her mouth.
Ji Zishen looked them over and, seeing that they were all obedient, continued, "From now on, we must eat healthily, exercise regularly, and strictly follow the plan, especially you old, weak, sick, and disabled ones!!"
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Ji Zhi Qiu was the first to protest, "I'm not old, a man is still a flower at thirty!"
Ji Sicheng frowned. "I'm not weak either. The doctor said I'm a bit shorter than my peers, but he said that's not a problem."
Ji Yanyan sniffed and said in a nasal voice, "I'm not sick, my nose is just itchy, rubbing it will make it better."
The orange cat brothers could only manage to put together a pair of complete eggs. They didn't even realize they'd been called out, and just meowed blankly.
Ji Zishen faced the dissatisfaction of the crowd alone, remaining calm and composed. Just as he was about to retort, the scene suddenly went dark.
[Your two-hour live stream is over. Please come back tomorrow.]
Viewers in the live stream: ? ? ?
[I wanted to know who would win, and it's already over?!!!!]
Why is it that the other three groups of guests each have six hours of live streaming time, while Abstract's group only gets two hours?!
[Director, don't force me to send you razor blades as a form of apology. (smiling emoji)]
[My smile froze on my face; I was about to mock the Abstract Family's radical alterations to depict the old, weak, sick, and disabled, but what happened? Gone! The clown was actually myself!!]
The show "Walking Together" has been airing for several days and its popularity remains high, generating numerous topics and dominating the trending searches. The last two hashtags on the show seem to have taken off like rockets, with their popularity soaring all the way to the middle of the trending search list.
#Abstract House Transformation for the Elderly, Infirm and Disabled#
#Can we livestream for 24 hours?#
Ji Zhi Qiu's family's fans are all people who enjoy themselves. They only care about what they like, live in their own little world, and don't care about anything else. But when pushed to the limit, their fighting power is surprisingly astonishing.
The other three groups of guests had special identities and brought their own topics of discussion, with their respective fans dominating the comment section and engaging in fierce arguments. However, on this day, a different voice finally emerged in the official Weibo's comment section.
I understand everyone wants to make money and can't put all their eggs in one basket with ordinary people, but this is too much discrimination! Don't be so greedy!
[The popularity of "The House of Abstraction" is low, but the atmosphere is exceptionally good. Fans have spontaneously created a super topic and are working hard to promote it. Can't they see all of this?]
Don't underestimate the value of steamed buns; since we've invited ordinary families, we should at least put on a good show.
[So many memorable moments were created in just five or six days of live streaming, but it didn't go viral because nobody paid attention. Can't the director have a longer-term vision? The show shouldn't prioritize popularity over reputation!]
[Only streaming for two hours a day, is that enough to feed beggars? (pointing and gesturing)]
We urge the director to take our demands seriously!
The comments section was in an uproar, leaving fans from all sides stunned.
Who are these people? How come they harbor even more resentment than the others?!
The comment section was flooded with messages from morning till night, and the inbox was also overwhelmed, but the production team did not make any changes. The entire next day, there was no live broadcast, and the two hours of live broadcast time were simply deducted.
Netizens' resentment grew, and they stayed in the empty live stream room, preferring to watch previous recordings rather than leave.
Ji Zhi Qiu was unaware of the online uproar. According to his contract with the production team, his daily live stream duration was two hours, but the start time of the live stream was not fixed and was adjusted by the production team. However, the production team also assured him that they would never expose his privacy.
Ji Zhi Qiu couldn't spare the time to pay attention to these things; she was worried about her eldest son.
Ji Zishen seemed obsessed, feeling that he should be responsible for the medical examination results. He made a long plan, even entered retirement early, and forwarded articles from various public accounts, all of which were expert advice.
Ji Zhi Qiu only glanced at it a few times before everything went black.
I don't know where these experts came from, but their advice is contradictory and extremely harsh. If I were to live entirely according to their advice, I might as well just become a monk.
But Ji Zishen was exceptionally stubborn. He studied every word carefully and followed it completely. He even bought a small scale to measure the amount of seasoning to use.
Ji Zhi Qiu could understand his good intentions, but after eating all day, she suddenly felt an unusual bland taste in her mouth and really wanted to eat something spicy.
He remained silent for a long time, reflecting on his actions.
I've only been eating healthily for one day, how could I have given in so easily?
He tried desperately to convince himself to give up the idea, but sometimes the more he resisted, the more obsessive he became. He could only think about chili peppers, even when he was signing his homework.
Ji Sicheng glanced at him and ruthlessly retorted, "When did you change your name?"
Ji Zhi Qiu didn't react immediately, "What?"
Ji Sicheng snorted coldly, "Both red and gay."
Ji Zhi Qiu paused for a few seconds, then waved his hand sheepishly.
He really wants to be famous, but it's so embarrassing to say it out loud. As for... being gay, don't expose someone's sexual orientation so abruptly.
Ji Zhi Qiu's reaction shocked Ji Si Cheng, giving him a deeper understanding of the true thickness of human skin. "What are you so proud of? Are you Chili Pepper?"
Ji Zhi Qiu was stunned for a moment, and finally came out of her own world.
Ji Sicheng pointed to his homework, "Look at what you wrote."
Ji Zhi Qiu then realized the problem and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I was daydreaming just now."
"Do you really crave spicy food that much?"
As soon as Ji Sicheng finished speaking, Ji Zhiqi felt a cold breeze on his back. He quickly covered Ji Sicheng's mouth and caught a glimpse of Ji Zishen passing by.
Ji Zishen seemed not to care about this and went into the study without looking back. Ji Zhiqi breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't talk nonsense, I actually don't want to eat chili peppers at all."
...
Yeah, right.
Ji Zhi Qiu usually sleeps very well, but this time he couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Just after midnight, he resignedly opened his eyes.
People often crave junk food at night, and they also want it spicy.
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