Quick travel: All the owners, please pay attention, I just want to cut you off Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty Eight - The Good Girl and the Street Fighter
Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty Eight - The Good Girl and the Street Fighter
What does death mean?
Da Mao raised his face and looked at the bright sun in the sky. There were a few wisps of white clouds on the side, like white air coming out, adding a different color to the blue sky.
Because of being cut off, among the four kittens, Da Mao, Xiao Hei, and Coal Ball have the best relationship.
He hadn't seen them in almost two years, and he didn't know where they had gone. He had asked his mother before, and she looked sad when she heard his question.
Seeing my mother like this, Da Mao was also a little bit infected. My mother looked so uncomfortable, so it was better not to ask any more questions.
So Da Mao stopped asking any more questions.
When I asked my father, he looked very unhappy. Like my mother, my father was silent for a few seconds and then gave him an answer.
--die.
There was no more talking after that.
He also asked Er Mao and the others, but when they heard his question, confusion appeared on their faces unconsciously, and they didn't understand anything yet.
All I know is that I haven't seen those two uncles for a long time.
Da Mao sighed. It seemed that Er Mao and the others didn't understand either. Why don't they ask the shit collector? Humans must know more than they cats.
"Meow."
So, Da Mao went to see the poop shoveler. She was playing with Xiaoxue. Xiaoxue had grown very fast in the past few days and could already speak a lot of words, although they were vague.
"Wow."
Xiaoxue saw Da Mao's voice, pointed at him, and said a few unknown syllables to Miao Yuanyuan. A few strands of hair on her forehead stood up and trembled, looking very happy.
Only then did Miao Yuanyuan notice the arrival of the little guy. She walked over, picked up Da Mao, and placed him next to Xiaoxue. She asked softly: "Why is Da Mao here?"
Xiaoxue skillfully stretched out her hands and held Mimi in her arms. At this time, the child was small, and Da Mao was considered to be the big one among cats.
When Xiaoxue and the adult cat stay together, it looks like she is hugging a large doll. She is warm and very comfortable.
"Meow."
Da Mao found a comfortable position, stayed in Xiao Xue's arms, and called out to the shit shovel officer.
Shit shovel officer, do you know what death is?
If we follow what dad said, then Grandpa Lizi and Uncle Xiaoju are also dead, having not seen each other for so long.
Miao Yuanyuan just said that, after all, she couldn't understand the meow language.
In the end, Da Mao still could not solve this doubt.
I had some time later, and after listening to my mother's explanation, I probably had some vague concepts: Death is the moment when a person, or a cat, completely disappears from the world, and the traces he left in the world disappear.
Just disappear.
trace?
He looked at the toys over there and saw the faint breath of Xiao Hei and Coal Balls on them, which were their traces.
So the little black uncle and the briquette uncle are not dead yet?
This doubt in Da Mao's heart is getting more and more serious. According to his father, if Uncle Black and Uncle Bile are not visible, then they are dead.
But what his mother said was different, and Da Mao didn't know what to do.
Time passes slowly, spring passes and autumn comes, and the new year is about to arrive.
This year is coming to an end again. This year it snowed heavily, a very grand snow. It snowed for two days. The white snow covered the earth and buried all traces on the earth in the deepest layers.
at.
Xu Qiaoqiao likes snow the most, so when the heavy snow stopped, she couldn't wait and took Jun Qi out to play in the snow.
At this time in winter, people become more and more lazy. They are all still in the warm room, even the four cubs.
After Da Mao woke up, he subconsciously looked for Xu Qiaoqiao and Jun Qi, but found that they were not in the nest, so he crawled out of the nest.
It is not difficult to find the figures of mom and dad. The two figures rolling around on the balcony are them.
Damao looked at Xu Qiaoqiao and Jun Qi playing over there, blinked his eyes, and then realized that it was snowing.
Xu Qiaoqiao used her claws to make a snowball with difficulty and threw it towards Jun Qi. However, due to her weak strength, the snowball scattered as soon as she threw it out.
"Meow."
Jun Qi saw Xu Qiaoqiao's movements, came over and called out in confusion: Kitty, what are you doing?
He imitated Xu Qiaoqiao's actions just now, piled up some snow from the ground, and then kneaded and kneaded it until his claws became a little cold. Finally, he piled up a strange-shaped snowball.
"Meow." Kitten.
Xu Qiaoqiao looked at Jun Qi's action, stretched out her paws, and touched Jun Qi's paws. She found that it was a little cold and her hair was a lot wet.
Given to you.
Jun Qi used his other paw to push the snowball to Xu Qiaoqiao. After he was done, he casually licked his paw a few times.
Thank you Junjun.
Xu Qiaoqiao was very happy. She couldn't bear to play with the snowball like this. She moved over to Jun Qi, jumped on him, and bit his ear, as if she was being coquettish.
The tail also shows that she is her owner and she is very happy now.
Ripple and sway.
The sun began to peek out from behind the clouds, and the pale golden sunlight shone on the two of them, as if they were covered in holy light, shining brightly.
"Meow."
Da Mao suddenly felt envious when he saw your parents kissing you like this. He also wanted to have such a cat that could kiss you so tightly.
Thinking this, he licked his paws, turned and left. He was still a little sleepy and wanted to sleep for a while.
Xu Qiaoqiao carefully placed this snowball on the windowsill. The temperature in the room was too high and it would melt soon.
Although it will melt sooner or later, this is a natural law, but Xu Qiaoqiao still wanted it to melt slower. She looked at the ugly snowball and smiled happily.
When the snow completely melts, it heralds the coming of spring, but this spring is still not a very good season, not only for cats, but also for the poop shovelers.
Grandma is also very old. Since Xiaoxue was born, she has visited her several times. Although the shit shovel officer often visits her, the number of meetings is still very few.
It's all due to physical reasons. In the past two years, various parts of my grandma's body have been damaged.
This spring, grandma was hospitalized.
On the day when she and her husband went to see her grandmother, Xu Qiaoqiao stayed in her bag and looked at the frail old man on the bed. She closed her eyes tightly and breathed pitifully.
The last time we met, grandma was still in good health. Xu Qiaoqiao’s dinner was cooked by her and it was delicious.
How long has it been? It must have been around the time of the Chinese New Year. Xu Qiaoqiao recalled some past events. Her whole cat was curled up in Jun Qi's arms, her nose was sore.
"Meow."
Junjun, I feel like crying.
Jun Qi also knew that Xu Qiaoqiao was not feeling well. He also had an impression of this kind old man. The aura coming from him was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
Like rotten leaves.
Time is taking her away now.
Grandma woke up not long after this time and only said a few words to everyone. At this time, everyone felt uncomfortable, even Xiaoxue, who was usually naughty, was very quiet.
After grandma said a few words, she fell into a deep sleep again. She originally thought that Xu Qiaoqiao and the others would come to see her next time when grandma was in better spirits.
But, there is no next time.
The old man's funeral was held grandly, and the whole village came.
After the crowd dispersed, Xu Qiaoqiao took Junjun and the Zaizai to meet her grandma.
"Meow."
Da Mao yelled softly, and when he saw the rectangular thing, he suddenly asked Xu Qiaoqiao a question: Mom, is this death?