(7) New home
The car was driving on the streets of the provincial capital, and I was shocked by the sight. There are high-rise buildings everywhere, wide asphalt roads, dense cars driving on them, they are crawling like beetles. In the distance, the hurrying crowd is rushing the road, an anxious and exhausted look, as if racing against time. Is this the provincial capital? How do people wear wings? I keep asking myself in my heart.
I was caught in a single eyelid and just walked into the workshop, and there were more than a dozen people across the street. They surrounded me and the single eyelids and began to talk non-stop: "With this cat, we can no longer see the mouse in the workshop!" "It's really beautiful!" "It's so strong!" "We must give it a good nutrition!" "Hey, single eyelid, what is its name?" "Black Panther." When they heard about my name, they praised it and took me in her arms. I touched me, and finally, I reluctantly put me down.
Since then, I have settled in this workshop. It is said to be "home". In fact, there is no hot girl at the grandmother's house. Some of them are just the big room, and there are many machines stacked inside. When I go to work, there will be more than 20 female workers wearing work clothes to go out. They are busy and orderly. Sometimes the noisy machine sounds can be annoying, I will quietly hide in which corner, or stand in the sun and meditate. Only in the evening, when night falls, I will come out. Play in the large workshop and let me vent my sulking. Hey! Is this my paradise? (Article reading network: www.sanwen.net)
(eight) warmth
In fact, the workers in the workshop are a group of caring people. They will surprise me every day. Every morning, the first person who walked into the workshop was a thin tall man. She is in her forties and has a long ponytail. Walking along the way, it seems like dancing. When Master Tian entered the workshop, he called me loudly: "Black Panther, Baby, look, what do I bring to you?" I will come to her unexpectedly. Master Tian took out the ham, sausage, and milk that I brought from the bag and put it in the bowl. I will enjoy it as much as I can.
Then, the workers walked into the workshop one after another. They all took out the food that was brought to me from my bag. There are meat, fish, fresh milk, and a variety of stir-fried dishes. Among them, the most is the fish. Then they store the food in the refrigerator, divide it into ingredients, and give it to me for lunch and dinner. Later, they built a comfortable and clean home for me. I found a strong big box with a thick cushion on the bottom that allowed me to sleep inside.
In this way, I slowly adapted to this big family. Whenever I go to work during the day, I ran out of my house, played at their feet, and sometimes climbed onto their arms, letting them touch me. Single eyelids and a few young girls will "photograph" with me when they have time. I became the baby in their hearts, as if they were back to the grandmother.
(9) Holidays
The days are not slow, and in a blink of an eye, I have been in this warm family for a few months. Winter is coming, the wind is blowing, the trees are shaking in the wind, and the sky is gray. "Let the New Year!" I thought. In the past, every time I went to the twelfth lunar month, my grandmother would be busy, steaming flowers, pressing powder, making tofu, kneading twists, buying fish, burning meat... and then storing them in the big oysters, ready to enjoy in the first month. But in the city, there is no movement at all. People are walking in a hurry, seemingly forgetting what the "year" is, perhaps just a synonym for rest, the workers in the workshop are just normal work and overtime.
After a while, each of them brought me some food, put it in the refrigerator, and said the same farewell to me: "Black Panther, Chinese New Year holiday, we put the food in the refrigerator, and then come to see you." "Looking at the backs of them one by one, there is a sorrow in my heart...
Noah's workshop, now I am alone. I am running and rolling in the workshop, only silent machines and loneliness accompany me. Tired, I lay in the workshop for a while, then went out and started repeating the same game. During this time, my biggest achievement was the capture of several mice. The mice thought that I was friendly with them, and they went out of arrogance and made me catch up. Sometimes, it is really boring, and I sneak out from the "doors" that the workers specially reserved for me. I will walk around the workshop and walk out of the distance to meet new friends. I met a group of stray cats next to a garbage dump. They have different coats and are skinny. There are old people and children. It is said that they used to have an enviable "history". They used to be the master's treasures, and some of them were wearing the clothes bought by the owner. They were photographed by their owners in their arms, and they were remembered as the owner's pet cat. But after a while, the masters hated them and abandoned them outside, becoming what they are now. Some stray cats are weak, and some stray cats are seriously ill. Looking at them, I can't help but ask myself: Who gave them paradise and gave them hell?
As night fell, I ate a few mouthfuls outside and went back to the workshop. I am glad that I still have a place to live. Lying in the room, I soon went to sleep, I dreamed that my grandmother came to me with a smile...
(10) Ill
The days of vacation are hard to come by. Although there will be a few workers who come to see me, I am always full of hungry meal. I have to leave again and again, go out to find my partner and look for food. With stray cats, I learned a lot of bad tempers, I will run around in the garbage, I will follow them marching, I will grab food with them, and they will be called with them. My clothes were dirty, and the black and shiny hair was covered with a layer of soil. I became a "early cat." It became a stray cat.
One night, I went back to the house and found that my body was very itchy. I used my claws to make it hard, and it didn’t help. So, I walked over to a mirror and gently opened my hair with my claws, and found that I had a piece of spot on my body. It was those spots that made me feel itchy. Am I sick? The next day, I was itching, I had to come out to the sun, the warm sunshine shined on me, I feel much better. Looking around, the surrounding high-rise buildings have become strange in my eyes. Yes, this is the city. This is the provincial capital. It is the expectation of my grandmother’s happiness in my life. But now, I can't solve even the food and clothing, and where is the place to live? Thinking of this, my heart was a bit bleak.
On the third day, my condition was even heavier. I tried to get myself out and enjoy the warmth of the sun. I slowly walked to the garbage dump and saw my companion again. Several of my companions also got the same illness as me. They are staggering, more serious than me.
On the fourth day, the fifth day, and the sixth day, I stayed in the house, lying down, starving, uncomfortable. On the seventh day, I went out with a strong spirit and came to the garbage dump and saw my companion. Throughout the afternoon, we didn't talk, didn't laugh, and witnessed a stray cat slowly falling down in front of us...
(11) Choice
I have not gone out for a few days. As soon as I close my eyes, the scene of the stray cat will fall. These days, due to physical weakness, the food was not enough (the workers did not come these days), and the whole day was groggy. Feeling that when I stand up, my body will fall down. I found myself thin and became skinny.
I dreamed all day, dreamed of my grandmother, dreamed of my children, dreamed of a single eyelid, dreamed of every worker who brought food to me in the workshop, and dreamed of my companions - wandering. Cat.
I think, my time is running out, I can't die in the workshop, let people see my misery. So I staggered out of the workshop and came to the garbage dump.
Goodbye, grandma; goodbye, single eyelids; goodbye, everyone who has given me warmth!
I slowly closed my eyes and went to another world.
