I Can Talk to Cats

In the cubicle, Wang Jiayang ’s newly purchased hair-sucking equipment is making a lot of noises. The puppet cat Lan Baozheng spreads her arms and lay there with her arms wide open, letting the hair-absorbing brush head on it. Luffed around, and from time to time took the initiative to put his body together to suck.

"Meow ... meow." (Here, **** a little more here ... It's so cool, meow. Lan Lan, do you have one at home?)

Lin Lan looked at the meow second son who was coquettishly looking for something to buy, and the action of combing Mankikang cat's sausage was slow.

Her eyes always fell on here, attracting Wang Jiamin's misunderstanding, and the mistress grumbled pitifully: "Don't look at me like this Lan Lan, I know this vacuum cleaner has cost me nearly two months' salary, it has been considered a loser. But this is already the cheapest electrical appliance I bought since I was a kid, not even five digits. "

Shut up, you silly money! Don't stab anyone with this "I'm already very frugal" tone!

In my heart, Lin Lan just nodded in favor of the situation: "This thing is also very practical, you can buy it is not wrong. If you go home later, you can continue to use silver, anyway, the cat is a bit too Do n’t be afraid of the noise, you can enjoy it. ”

"Hey, I think so too." After receiving affirmation, Wang Jiayang suddenly squinted and shook his equipment to continue to **** the cat. Soon the puppet cat's hair grooming work was completed today, "Go, Sapphire. "

Seeing that the cat was leaving, Lin Lan quickly urged: "Old rules, I will lie down next to the window for a while today."

"Meow!" (Yes, Lan Lan!)

Under the crack of the door that was deliberately pushed open, the puppet cat darted out and walked away, and the familiar door came to the shelf of the window area, and jumped up in two or three times. For a short period of time, it would be true. Window puppets to attract guests outside the store.

Except for the month of opening, the kittens have paid attention to the color and the formation ratio, but they have begun to relax. Fortunately, the flower-shaped cabinet has always been a cat. The heart-shaped cabinets are full of variety. At first, the black cat love team that stunned Tang Xiaoya and many other repeat customers has long since disappeared. It is the kittens of other breeds who choose positions or lie or sit casually according to their moods.

Although it is not as shocking as the novelty of the Black Cats, the heart-shaped team composed of beautiful kittens of different colors is also very capable of playing.

At this point, at the tip of the heart-shaped team, a Russian blue cat was sitting.

Its squat position is very perfect, the body line of the thin cat body is slender and well-proportioned, and its green eyes and pupils are all formed into a thin line when facing the sunlight, and the seal-colored hair shows an alternative blue under the sun. Color, the tail hangs down naturally, looking from a distance, beautiful like a fake cat.

"Then again, since Lan Lan you saw that cat and dog fight, it has been lively a lot recently." In the compartment, Wang Jiayang, who continued to groom the cat, continued to nibble with Lin Lan, "The Mingming courtyard is only open. On the first day, it did not dare to approach Gray. In the past two days, not only did he dare to take the initiative to grab the running wheel, but he also dared to challenge Gray.

Because Gray Gray now feels like a kitty who can only be a meow, now he is working towards this goal.

Mr. Lin painted another barrage in his heart, and he said happily: "It may be that I saw the Russian blue cat on the TV dare to play with dogs, so I put it into myself, and re-established my confidence."

"Is that so?" Missy first surprised her face, and then couldn't help it. "It's silly to listen, and it's so fooling."

Lin Lan agrees with this: "The IQ is at most two or three years old, isn't it the age that is easy to be fooled?"

The two men talked and laughed, and they finished the brushing work for the ten cats in the teahouse.

Wang Jiayang was very satisfied with his current living condition. Although he left the home where he could take care of himself, and came here to be unfamiliar with his life, he also realized that he was in a dilemma of being unable to take care of himself in the past twenty years, but he bumped into the present. She only found out that she had always been in shock.

Luckily, he found an agent and rented this small building.

Fortunately, I came into this shop and met Lin Lan, the owner and owner of the small building.

Even at the beginning, Tang Xiaoya, a colleague and neighbor who looked at her because of her words and deeds, taught her a lot in life.

I used to be a princess who lived in a castle ... Looking back, Wang Jiayang can really say so directly. Especially after working in the teahouse, the guests who met as a waitress opened her eyes. While increasing my experience, I became more and more aware of how lucky I was to have such parents.

"Meow!" Wang Jiayang, who was sitting in a daze after sitting on the water bar after work, turned back, and saw Jinjila running to her feet and looking up at her.

Wang Jiayang hadn't responded yet, and the snow-white Persian cat had jumped on her knees and begged for a hug.

"Silver, obediently, are you coming to play with me?" The elder lady hugged the cat and used it to smooth her hair in the inertia. The palm of her hand was skillfully smoothed to the tip of the feather duster's tail. Sent consciously, "Yeah, Lan Lan has been willing to let me take you home. Then I will give you a cat labyrinth that you like the most, and a vertical cat scratching board! "

"Meow ..." I don't know if Jinjila really understood, anyway, as soon as she finished, the cat echoed. Its two paws stepped on her stomach and began to press up and down.

"Oh, is this stepping on milk for me?" Missy's eyes were all bright, "Lan Lan said that this is the reaction when the kitten is very happy! Obediently, I am happy to hear that I can take you home. Isn't it right? "She said, and she picked up the cat and pointed at the little head.

"Meow." (What are you doing minions! Obviously I pressed the soft meat very happy!)

Bai Yin's meow blame, the elder lady didn't understand it at all, and thought the kitten was inertial, only Lin Lan, who just happened to go around the water bar, had a stiff sunny thunderbolt.

Manager Lin unconsciously raised his hand and pressed down on his lower abdomen, and after groping and pressing a few times, her face changed.

"It's over!" Manager Lin's panic-stricken voice caused Wang Jiayang to look over with her cat, and saw the other person's face ugly and pressed on his stomach, his eyes straightened. A lot of meat! "

As soon as this remark came out, the old lady who was holding the cat and having fun also turned green, and immediately put down the cat and touched her belly. That feels a bit softer than last year, plus Jin Jila's previous stepping on the milk, which reflects why the young lady's face is greener than the store manager.

Reduce and lose weight!

You must lose your stomach!

Otherwise, how to wear a small skirt in summer!

So the only male employee in the store, Xiao Song, and the guests who often come to the teahouse for leisure quickly discovered that their manager and another female employee suddenly entered the weight loss link.

When the passenger flow is not high, they will tune the TV to the aerobics program, and the two people perform side-to-side slimming dances side by side.

The guests I met occasionally at first seemed strange, but in the face of the two high-value beauties doing aerobics there, the face-looking world easily forgiven them.

It was not only people who watched their aerobics, but also a group of cats.

Sometimes when Lin Lan stretched their legs and kicked their feet, they could always feel something fluffy at their ankles and suddenly hugged them, flicking with their legs.

"Don't make trouble! You're losing weight, be careful of kicking you." For these stupid cats who used their feet as new toys and stood upright at any time with their small paws plopped over, Lin Lan dissuaded several times and could only enlarge the move , "There are no more cats at the end of the month."

Some cats who were accidentally kicked several times but still want to pounce again: "..."

If you don't pounce, you can't pounce. Dried fish is absolutely indispensable.

They stopped the prostrate movements, and randomly changed to lying or rolling positions, with a casual posture that they did not want to do anything before.

The tea guests in the lobby who watched people doing aerobics and who were watching cats fluttered at the same time.

"The shopkeeper's cat training is absolutely amazing!"

"The power of dry fish is infinite!"

"It looks like my cat is trying to do bad things but is caught, it can always switch to another posture to pretend to be innocent!"

If it is a person who loses weight alone, Lin Lan may not be able to persevere, but she has a big lady who is very persistent in body management. This kind of hard daily exercise is not unsustainable.

Not only that, Wang Jiayang, who is very good at cooking tea, even started to study the fat-reducing tea. While sharing the weight-loss experience with the store manager Lin, he even produced several delicious and oily fruit teas.

The two originally planned to drink it by themselves. Unexpectedly, the accidental hitting attracted the interest of female tea drinkers who have been paying attention to their weight loss. For a time, the few reduced-fat fruit teas became the most popular tea in the teahouse in spring. Variety.

A week later, both of them obviously lost their scales. Although the numbers are not big, they are already gratifying results.

"Come on!" The weight-loss duo clapped each other, "Burning my calories!"

Lin Lan didn't just jump in the shop. She closed the house and went home. She also jumped after dinner. Sometimes when she shouted with the song, she caught the eyes of the mother.

"Shao Chengtian called" Where is my collarbone "over there!" How fat can you be, what's wrong with a few pounds of meat for the Chinese New Year! "

"Mom, if you don't lose weight in the spring, it will be sad in the summer, so don't worry about it."

"Every day I jump here and there, I'm noisy!"

"Then I won't sing calories anymore, change one ..."

When the mother and daughter of the Lin family in the room discussed the issue of weight loss, the cats in the teahouse sleeping in the living room of the old house all blinked and stared at them.

On the side of the black cat family, the little black cats also looked at their mother's ink.

(Mom, where is our collarbone?)

Ink lying on the sofa dropped his head and looked at his children, yawning boredly.

(Silly boy, our cat does n’t need to lose weight if it has a collarbone.)

Spring is coming, not only cat hair flying, but also dog hair changing in spring and autumn flying everywhere.

In the high-end community on the opposite side, street lights gradually light up as the sky gets darker.

Cheng and Cheng had just finished their dinner and were packing up the table.

Today is not a weekend, the son is still working overtime in the company, so the old couple eats it first.

Compared to the tea house which is very neat for doing business, the old Chengjia's bungalows and cottages are undergoing severe dog hair tests.

Dog hair can be seen on the ground, on the sofa, and even in the vegetable bowl.

But the old Cheng family is used to it.

From the first year of hard-working dogs, to the gradual slacking of the second year, it finally developed into the blindness of the present, which is actually a few years of subtlety.

Father Cheng took the rice spoon and emptied the rice cooker, and just vacated a bowl of rice. He thought about it and walked towards the corner dog rice bowl.

At this moment, Cheng's cell phone ringing in his pocket rang.

[Mom, I ’m off work now, so I do n’t waste money going to the restaurant. I go home and eat immediately. 】

"Alright, there is dinner at home, come back soon!" After hearing her son's phone, Cheng Mu nodded in response.

After hanging up the phone, Yu Guang in the corner of Cheng's eyes saw her wife carrying the leftovers and intending to add food to the dog as usual, and quickly stopped to speak.

"Old man, don't fall down! The son said he came back for dinner! Isn't there a bowl of braised pork and egg flower soup left in the pot, which happened to be finished with the rice."

Father Cheng's footsteps towards the dog bowl suddenly stopped: "Hey, okay!" He Lisu turned around and replayed the bowl of rice back to the kitchen preparation table.

I was shaking my tail and excited to wait for the meal but encountered bad news. At this time, I could only watch the grandmother staring at the side of the bowl: "Wang woo! Aooo oooo ..."