In the early morning, after the Taoist priest finished his morning lessons, the old cat and Dahuang went home. Dahuang walked in front, holding a fat hare in his mouth. Lao Hei walked behind, holding a small black rabbit in his mouth.
Huhu animals.
Dahuang placed the hare in his mouth next to the little Taoist leader, but the old cat hid the small black thing in his mouth.
The little Taoist priest was a little strange, wondering why this guy still wanted to have a baby.
The director took a look over and found that what the old cat was hiding was a black kitten. The kitten was so small that it didn't even open its eyes. It was chirping and looking for milk.
"Old cat, how can you eat such a small thing? It's not enough for one bite." The little Taoist laughed.
"Meow!" The old cat immediately flew into a rage, with all its fur standing on end, and looked at the little Taoist fiercely, just like a female cat protecting her cubs.
The little Taoist priest immediately became unhappy: "You live in my house, eat in my house, and you're still baring your teeth at me! Do you want me to kill you today and just eat the cat meat?"
This time the old cat did not flinch at all and protected the kitten, for fear that the little Taoist priest would touch the kitten.
The little Taoist priest didn't expect the old cat to be serious this time, so he rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "Who cares about a milk cat? You have no milk, so you bring this cat back and want to kill it?"
Dahuang lay on the ground, resting his head with his front paws, and looked at the old cat and the little Taoist leader indifferently. Anyway, these two guys are just talkative, and they won't be serious at all. Oh, it's really boring.
The Taoist priest cleaned up the rabbit, and even used Taoist techniques to treat the rabbit skin, turning it into a soft and warm rabbit skin. The rabbit fur on it was clean, very shiny, and had no odor at all.
While cooking, the Taoist priest put a bowl of rice soup in a bowl. When the rice soup was warm, he put it on the ground and said, "It's useless to protect it. If you don't give it something to eat, it will starve to death sooner or later. If you don't
If you let me touch this milk cat, I won’t care about it anymore.”
The old cat looked at the bowl of rice soup, and then at the little kitten. He hesitated for a while, then stepped aside, wagging his tail towards the little Taoist priest, and meowing softly, as if begging the little Taoist priest to help the little kitten.
Feeding kittens.
Seeing that the old cat had stepped aside, the little Taoist went over and gently picked up the little kitten that had not opened its eyes. The little kitten immediately stuck out its tongue and licked the little Taoist's hand. The little Taoist grabbed the little kitten.
Put his head into the rice soup, so that the kitten's tongue can lick the rice soup. The kitten was already hungry, and now it licked the rice soup, it immediately instinctively licked the soup desperately, but the kitten would not drink the soup from the bowl.
It can be licked a little at a time through the tongue. The speed is naturally very slow. It cannot satisfy the hunger in the stomach at all. It keeps chirping. The old cat is also very anxious, but it has no milk to feed.
"Look, what are you going to do with this little thing? It will starve to death in a few days." The little Taoist priest complained to the old cat.
This is not going to work. The little Taoist priest watched the kitten in his hand licking a little bit of rice soup every time. He was so anxious that he was half-dead. Suddenly, he had an idea. He took a straw and cut off a few centimeters long, making it an empty tube.
, put the empty tube made of straw into the bowl. Then put the other end in the kitten's mouth. The kitten instinctively sucked the straw and sucked the rice soup in the bowl into its belly.
The old cat happily circled around the little Taoist priest and kept rubbing its head against the little Taoist priest's feet, as if thanking the little Taoist priest.
Just like that, from this day on, the Patriarch's Temple had another little member. The kitten was relatively precious, so the Taoist Master was reluctant to let it sleep in the firewood pond, but put the kitten on the bed every day.
Every night, the little kitten crawls into the pathmaster's armpit and hides its body. The pathmaster doesn't dare to turn over every night for fear of crushing the kitten to death.
One day, the little Taoist woke up and opened his eyes, and found two shiny black eyes staring at him. It was a very strange feeling.
From that day on, the old cat began to feel depressed. Because the kitten only stuck to one side of the trail, and every time it was caught in the old cat's mouth, it kept struggling. As soon as the old cat let go, the kitten immediately flew on all four legs.
Run to the little Taoist priest. When the little Taoist priest goes to school, the kitten will follow him.
You were picked up by me, okay, and we are the same kind. How come you are so good to a little brat? It really pisses off the cat.
Dahuang didn't like the kitten very much, because when the kitten came, the little Taoist wouldn't let it get close. This little thing not only stole the old cat's limelight, but also stole its favor. He even resented the old cat and all
I blame you for being so meddlesome, I made you bite the meat to death, but you insist on picking it back up, now it’s better.
"Old cat, come here and catch the kitten. If the teacher knows that I brought a kitten to school, he will definitely scold me." The little Taoist shouted.
The old cat turned his head and pretended not to hear.
"Oh, just take it there. There are too many dogs in Xianji Bridge. I wonder if this little thing will be bitten to death." The little Taoist priest said to himself.
The old cat immediately ran to the little Taoist, picked up the kitten in his mouth, and turned back. The kitten kept struggling under the old cat's mouth. The old cat watched the little Taoist go away, and then let the kitten go.
Come down. This time, the kitten hated the old cat.
When the little Taoist priest arrived at Xiao Dajiang's house, many people were surrounding a big maple tree next to Xiao Dajiang's house. This maple tree was as big as several people hugging each other. It had been standing here for who knows how many years. It was the center of Xianji Bridge.
A famous tree.
Xiao Dajiang was persuading the people who were about to cut down the tree: "Brother Weishan, this tree has been there for many years. It really cannot be cut down. If not, big trouble will happen."
"Is there any other way? The house is so big. My eldest son is getting married and needs to build a new house. The whole family can't fit in. If we don't cut down this tree, the house won't be built, or the old one will have to be demolished.
House. If the old house is demolished, where will we live?" Why doesn't Xiao Weishan know the scruples of cutting down such an old tree?
After the tree has grown for many years, it will always have some mysterious color. This maple tree is tens of meters high. People who come to Xianji Bridge can see this maple tree from a distance. It can be said that this maple tree is the fairy tree.
Key Bridge landmark.
The old people in Xianjiqiao spread some very scary stories. It is said that this maple tree has human nature. If anyone wants to cut down this tree, there will be unrest in the family. And it is said that there used to be a second-rate man in Xianjiqiao who wanted to
This maple tree was cut down for firewood, but a hole was cut out on the first day, and it was full the next day. Some strange things would happen to the house of the person who cut down the tree.
Xiao Weishan had been determined to cut down this tree for a long time. He even went to a Feng Shui master to ask how to cut down this tree. Xiao Weishan prepared a lot of sacrifices and prepared to pay respect to the gods, so he started to use the axe.