The fried yellow peaches that had been cooled in the refrigerator were already cold. Guan Lang took out two large glasses, divided the yellow peaches into two portions and scooped them in.
Holding the spoon, Guan Lang thought for a while, then took out a small piece of yellow peach from the glass, cut it into evenly fine pieces, and put it into a small white plate. This was for Qianqiu to eat.
There is no need for cats to eat too much fruit, just give it some fun.
I scooped a few scoops of ice cream balls and put them in a large glass, and sprinkled some dried fruits on the surface as a decoration.
Such an exquisite yellow peach snack is ready.
Guan Lang took out the fried yellow peaches.
Qianqiu's nose was very good, so he quickly trotted off the cat's mat and followed Guan Lang's feet without anyone calling him.
Shui Lingling's big eyes stared closely at Guan Lang.
This guy who wants to eat everything is probably hopeless.
Guan Lang handed a large cup of cool-looking snacks to Wu Yazhen, and then placed the small plate of yellow peaches in front of Qianqiu.
Qianqiu's eyes went back and forth between the big glass in Guan Lang's hand and his own small plate, and he shouted softly with great dissatisfaction.
The two cats' paws were still slapping on the ground in protest.
However, when Guan Lang tried to take away the yellow peach on the small plate in front of him, he immediately stopped protesting and quickly picked up the small plate and walked to the corner, his back looking particularly sad.
I'm afraid that if I take a step too late, I won't even be able to get my small share.
Guan Lang smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and ate the fried yellow peach ice cream he made.
Even though it was his first time making it, the taste was very good. The soft and crunchy yellow peach pulp has a taste like canned fruit. The sweetness of the yellow peach pulp is paired with the rich milky sweetness of a layer of butter and ice cream. It’s kind of delicious.
Just the right amount of subtle flavor.
Guan Lang silently praised his craftsmanship.
As expected of me!
After finishing the snack, Guan Lang took out a plastic bag from the room.
Sitting on the sofa, he stared at Qianqiu for a long time.
This frightened Qianqiu, who was eating a yellow peach. He picked up the small plate and walked to a further corner to lie down. His little white-gloved elbows were still around the outside of the plate to block Guan Lang's sight.
Guan Lang:
This silly cat, who cares about the yellow peach that it has licked countless times?
Opening the plastic bag, it was filled with Qianqiu's hair that he had collected before. It was a full mass, almost the size of a human head.
The idea that I was planning to use its cat hair to make some gadgets can now be put into practice.
Of course, it is unrealistic to make fabrics. The length of cat hair is too short, and it is too difficult to weave and twist it into threads.
I can only make small crafts and small decorations.
Guan Lang stared at the stupid cat huddled in the corner and had an idea in his mind.
He grabbed a piece of cat hair from the plastic bag and kneaded it in his hands.
Don't underestimate him. When he was in elementary school and junior high school, he had few opponents in activities such as clay, fabric art, and paper-cutting.
This fully shows that he is very talented in this area.
Guan Lang kneaded the fluffy cat hair into a solid state, and then began to shape it.
Referring to Qianqiu's figure in the distance, Guan Lang prepared to make a little kitten.
Under his skillful hands, a round head and a small body gradually took shape.
Then a short tail was slowly pinched out.
Wu Yazhen leaned over with interest and saw Guan Lang squeezing the doll patiently, feeling very loving.
He took out some blue, yellow and pink wool from the room and made the little kitten's eyes with different colors and a light pink nose and ears.
It didn’t take long for a lifelike and vivid miniature version of Qianqiu to be produced.
The main posture of the little kitten is that of a lady squatting, with a slightly heavy abdomen, and the shape is restored to be extremely lifelike.
"Wow, it looks good!" Wu Yazhen clapped her hands gently beside her.
"It's not bad." Guan Lang smiled slightly.
Qianqiu, who had finished eating the yellow peach, jumped to Guan Lang. His eyes suddenly found a kitten that looked very similar to Guan Lang, which was being held in Guan Lang's hand. His body suddenly froze, and his face looked like he had seen an alien.
Just like people.???
Another me?
It looked at it doubtfully for a long time, then got closer and sniffed the scent coming from the kitten, and was suddenly startled.
It actually smells like it?
Guan Lang saw that it was very interested, so he threw the finished kitten to it to play with.
Perhaps because the kitten smells of it and looks like a miniature version of it, Qianqiu is particularly protective and curious about the kitten.
He squatted down next to the little kitten, lowered his head and looked at it quietly.
Its crouching posture is unconsciously consistent with that of a small kitten.
The little kitten didn't pay attention to itself.
Qianqiu began to carefully hug the little kitten with two white gloves and gently licked its little head.
Wu Yazhen and Guan Lang were both amused by its silly appearance and laughed for a long time.
Doesn't it think this little kitten is its own cub?
"So cute!" Wu Yazhen took out her mobile phone and took photos with a pleased look on her face.
"Qianqiu is really stupid." Guan Lang thought there was something wrong with his IQ.
This IQ is really alarming!
Shaking his head, Guan Lang began to use the remaining cat hair to make other handicrafts.
Qianqiu's stupidity inspired him to create.
He was going to make it a bunny-ear-shaped hat.
Qianqiu's IQ is simply an embarrassment to the majority of cat people. Being a stupid rabbit may be more suitable for his ignorant pet status.
While Guan Lang was concentrating on making rabbit ears, he suddenly remembered Qianqiu's anxious calls.
It turned out that the little rabbit just now was licked so hard that its head was licked off, and it fell to the ground and rolled.
Looking at Qianqiu with a frightened face, Guan Lang covered his forehead.
Why are other people’s kittens cold and handsome, but only his Qianqiu looks like a fool?
But looking at its appearance, Guan Lang suddenly felt that God was indeed fair.
See, those beautiful features are all a result of your IQ.
Pick up the kitten's remains and put them away.
Guan Lang thought for a while and came out of the bathroom with a basin of soapy water.
Cat hair is relatively soft. If you want to completely shape the handicraft you are making, you need to rub the cat hair with soapy water. After the soapy water hardens and dries, the cat hair will condense together, which is probably the same as the production principle of wool felt.
Qianqiu probably had a psychological shadow. Looking at the little cat-shaped kitten in Guan Lang's hand, he looked at it from a distance for a few times and then hurried away.
The smell of soapy water filled the living room, and the morning sunlight seeped into the house through the floor-to-ceiling windows, giving the living room a light orange halo.
Guan Lang carefully placed the little kittens and rabbit-eared felt hats made by rubbing them with soapy water on the balcony, letting the sun dry and solidify the small and exquisite shapes.