Strange Life of a Cat

I have to say that the power of that "torpedo" is really good, and the effect is quite ideal.

Zheng Tan heard a lot of splashing liquid, as well as yelling and cursing, which seemed particularly abrupt and sharp in this night.

The stench scattered, the toothpick man rushed out of the latrine without even pulling up his pants, ran two steps and tripped over his pants, rolled on the ground, and was stained with some dung on the ground, covered in feces rush into the house.

The impact of the "torpedo" bombing cesspit is too large, even some of the firewood piles were splashed. Zheng Tan is glad that he used the firewood piles as a shield, so he was not caught, and the trees in the yard of the toothpick man were all splashed. . What Zheng Tan admired was that the hut was quite solid, and there was no obvious crack anywhere. Of course, there may also be a burst, but he can't see it himself.

Although Zheng Tan really wanted to see the miserable situation of that toothpick man again, but the stench was so strong that he felt like throwing up, and he didn't want to stay here any longer. The noise here has disturbed some people, and the toothpick man's house has already started to make noise.

Zheng Tan hurriedly left the backyard of the toothpick man's house, and had to avoid those smelly drips when he left.

The villagers living nearby didn't take it seriously when they heard the explosion. They just thought that someone's brat was blowing up a puddle again. Who knew that after the sound was shouting and cursing, they just opened the door to see what happened. The wind is blowing, bringing the smell of thatched cottage...

Zheng Tan took two "torpedoes" from the toothpick man's box, blew up one, and got an extra "torpedo" as a spare. Zheng Tan hid it under a tile, and he couldn't see it unless he lifted the tile. . And no one would be free to lift the broken tiles in the corner of the yard. If you see that toothpick man provoking someone from your family in the future, you can use it again at that time.

When Zheng Tan returned to the backyard of the old house, he still felt the smell of a toilet on his body. I don't know if it was a psychological reason or the stench had not dissipated. To be on the safe side, Zheng Tan squatted on the pile of firewood outside for a while.

While squatting on the firewood pile, Zheng Tan saw the three-legged tortoiseshell cat, which was running briskly past the backyard of the old house with a fat mouse in its mouth.

All three legs move faster than some cats. Is the tortoise shell so powerful?

Zheng Tan shook his ears, no matter what, he admired the three-legged cat.

About twenty minutes later, Mr. Jiao came back with Jiao Yuan, and Zheng Tan followed them into the house.

Both Mr. Jiao and Jiao Yuan smelled like a pigsty, so even if Zheng Tan really smelled like a toilet, it wouldn't be obvious. Anyway, he was not the only one with the stench.

The big yellow dog sniffed around Mr. Jiao and Jiao Yuan, sneezed, then sniffed beside Zheng Tan, and wanted to stick out his tongue to lick it, but Zheng Tan slapped him a few times, obediently ran to squat beside the old lady .

The people in the Jiao family didn't pay attention to Zheng Tan's movements deliberately. Those who stayed at home thought he was going out for a walk with Mr. Jiao, and Mr. Jiao and Jiao Yuan thought he had been staying in the backyard, so they didn't think there was anything unusual about Zheng Tan Behavior.

That night, Zheng Tan picked up the small wooden bucket and asked Jiao Ma to boil the bath water and take a good bath, otherwise he would always feel weird, and he would be too embarrassed to get under the covers.

The next day, that is, the day of the New Year's Eve.

Early in the morning, the four adults of Jiao's family got up to work, Zheng Tan also got out of bed and went to the kitchen to have breakfast. Jiao's father and the others had already eaten, and Zheng Tan squatted on a chair alone to eat the breakfast that Jiao's mother prepared for him.

While eating, Zheng Tan listened to the conversation between Mr. Jiao and Dad Jiao.

"Let me just say, the dog here is in good health, not so delicate, go out for a walk and be full of energy." The old man of the Jiao family pointed to a plastic toy little yellow duck that he didn't know where he got it from. Said the big yellow dog jumping right.

"Don't you want to give it breakfast?" Papa Jiao asked.

"Breakfast? No, it's not your cat, who wants three meals a day?!"

After talking about the dog, Mr. Jiao grinned and told Papa Jiao about the toothpick man. Early this morning, many people in the village knew about the toothpick man's pooping and being raped by others. Know who did it. According to the Toothpick Man's own recollection, he didn't hear anyone open the door of his backyard, and only heard the slight buzzing sound when the firecrackers were ignited during the whole process.

In addition, the toothpick man's newly bought mobile phone also suffered. At that time, when he was frightened, the new mobile phone with a color screen flipped in his hand fell into the cesspit, and it was difficult to fish it out. It can't be used, and no one will use it anymore.

The toothpick man was so angry that his liver hurt, he didn't fall asleep all night, and he didn't stop talking, he kept swearing at Tianming.

Some people in the village gloated a lot in private. The toothpick man provoked too much hatred, and few people sympathized with him, especially his mobile phone. It's like 2.58 million, and I think I'm a local tyrant with a mobile phone.

Since it was New Year's Eve, the village began to set off firecrackers one after another in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, Mr. Jiao and Dad Jiao both told them not to go out and run. Firecrackers are going to be set off everywhere today. Firecrackers are going to blow people up. Those who don't know much are prone to accidents. Father Jiao simply asked them to stay at home directly.

Zheng Tan watched them busy moving tables, candle holders, incense burners and so on. For the New Year's Eve dinner, candles and incense are also lit, and some even burn paper. In the past, it was a legend, a tradition handed down from the ancestors, praying for the blessing of the gods, praying for blessings, wealth and longevity. Now it is a custom, so that people have a psychological sustenance. Although many people have followed the customs in recent years, it is not necessary to follow the old etiquette for everything.

Father Jiao originally planned to bring Mr. Gu and the two elders over to celebrate the New Year together, but Mr. Gu refused.

Jiao Wei sent over a few firecrackers, all of which were rolled by himself and some of his peers in the village. The big red paper one was as thick as Jiao Yuan's arm, Zheng Tan felt a little trembling when he saw it. The other two are made of other paper rolls, smaller ones, for Jiao Yuan to play with.

Here they call this kind of big firecrackers "Spring Thunder", and they set them off during the New Year's Eve dinner.

Before, Zheng Tan thought that there were too many people setting off firecrackers in the village, but when it was time to eat the New Year's dinner, he realized that what he saw before was just trivial.

Jiao Yuan helped Papa Jiao move out the firecrackers he bought, disassembled them and put them on the open ground in front of the old house. Before dinner, Papa Jiao lit them with incense.

"Hurry up, close the door a bit, and let's all come in."

Papa Jiao ran into the house and closed the door a bit. When the firecrackers exploded outside, those debris would be thrown everywhere.

Zheng Tan squatted at the window, watching the crackling firecrackers outside, and the smoke rising with the firecrackers. If every household in the city sets off firecrackers, it is estimated that there will be "smog" for a long time.

As for the big yellow dog, he has already been squatting by the dining table waiting, firecrackers or something, it's none of its business.

After the firecrackers were set off, Papa Jiao took the "Spring Thunder" given by Jiao Wei and went out to set off the firecrackers. Compared with the firecrackers just now, this time they were farther away from the old house.

boom!

The huge explosion made Zheng Tan feel that the whole ground was shaking, and the windows were thumping.

Outside, the firecrackers and the fragments from the explosion of the big firecracker covered the ground with a layer of red.

Eating New Year's Eve dinner, setting off fireworks and firecrackers, the two children were so excited that they didn't go to bed until late.

Around 11 o'clock in the evening, there were very few people setting off firecrackers and fireworks. The children couldn't help but fell asleep, and the night was much quieter.

Zheng Tan felt a little insomnia tonight, he didn't feel like thinking about anything, just couldn't fall asleep.

This is his first lively year.

Last year at this time in the East District compound, there were many restrictions in the city, and there were only four members of the Jiao family, so it was not as noisy as here.

During the Chinese New Year, it really is better to be more lively.

Just as Zheng Tan thought of this, he heard firecrackers starting to go off outside, and more and more people were setting off. It is a custom here to set off firecrackers after midnight. Moving his ears, Zheng Tan heard Papa Jiao's voice, and after a while, he heard the sound of firecrackers going off in front of the old house, no matter how sleepy he was, he would be woken up.

Hearing these voices, Zheng Tan couldn't help sighing again. In fact, it's not so good to be too lively.

Due to going to bed late, Zheng Tan stayed in bed for a while in the morning of the first day of junior high school, but Xiaoyuzi didn't wake up, and her sleep quality was not very good all night.

When Zheng sighed, he saw Dad Jiao, Jiao Yuan and others who had just come back from outside. Jiao Yuan was pulled up early in the morning on the first day of the new year to go to the grave, and he was still yawning when he came back.

As a child, there is lucky money. Jiao Yuan and Xiaoyouzi received red envelopes from Mr. Jiao and the old lady. Jiao Wei's parents came over and gave Jiao Yuan and Xiaoyouzi one each.

As a cat, I don’t have lucky money, but Zheng Tan received two red envelopes from Jiao’s father and Jiao’s mother when he woke up in the morning. When he opened it, he found fish fillets and pork jerky...

On the first day of junior high school, Zheng Tan didn't have much to do. He basically lay on the cat climbing frame made by Mr. Jiao to catch up on sleep. In the second year of junior high school, Jiao's father and Zheng Tan drove to Mr. Gu's house, which was Jiao Yuan's grandfather's house. Jiao's house and Gu's house are not too far apart, they can be reached in half an hour by car.

After playing at Gu's for a few days, I came back to Jiao's old house.

I heard that the toothpick man has been quite honest these days. I heard that some people speculated that he was cheated because he provoked someone. He hasn't been out much during this time. The toothpick man is like this, the fear of being retaliated is one, and the face problem is the second. After all, there are not many people in the village who don't know that the cesspit is blown up when the toothpick man shits.

Visiting relatives and friends has nothing to do with Zheng Tan, he watched the big yellow dogs running around and playing, and he couldn't be idle anymore, so he went out for a walk after dinner.

During the time in the old house, Zheng Tan became familiar with the surroundings and was able to wander around by himself.

Walking in the fields, the old houses behind are getting smaller and smaller, and in front of them, in the fields extending into the distance, there are several graves, some of which are surrounded by fragments of firecrackers and burnt incense paper. Some people have been here, and there are not many people. And some are still overgrown with weeds, without even a single incense, no one cleans them, and no one worships them.

Zheng Tan walked forward while paying attention to the surrounding situation, and suddenly saw a few people coming towards the field not far away.

Hey, isn't that the few people in BMW?

(Supplement 2.1) Inadvertently, this holiday has passed in the process of visiting relatives and friends and having dinners... so fast.