She Has a Space-Time House

This is where the difficulty of this colorful bubble lies. On the contrary, one's own efforts are second. Whether you can get external help is the key to a firm foothold in this world.

The sky gradually darkened, and just as Qingu hadn’t even figured out his goal of entering this world this time, and was about to come home in a hurry, a hoarse voice came from the slope: “Huh, it’s unexpected. Still here..."

This sound sounds familiar, right, isn't it the middle-aged man who fished her out of the mud?

From people's discussions before, she vaguely heard that this man seemed to be a dredging worker, and after she got herself up, she was busy working when someone was about to call the animal rescue center.

Now I'm working on it, and I made a special circle here, just to confirm whether the stray cat was rescued.

Qingu moved hard, and opened her mouth hard...Perhaps now is her only hope that she can "live" in this world.

The middle-aged man paused a little, sighed, and finally put the tools in his hand on the ground, climbed sideways down the embankment, and came to the narrow concrete platform, holding the back of Qingu’s neck in one hand, and said: "I didn’t expect you to be there. Oh, your life is really big...it’s a fate to get you up, just go home with me, but it’s up to your own good fortune whether you can really survive it..."

Qin Gu originally wanted to move his paws or make two calls in response. However, the back of the cat's neck is like a very magical button. As long as it is held, the body will not move anymore.

In fact, she really wanted to thank the other person for coming, otherwise... she would fail the first mission to the world.

And look at the colorful bubbles and probably the other pores are similar. If all of them cannot be completed, then the result can be imagined...

No matter, the body is indeed too weak, then relax your body and let the other party carry it.

The middle-aged man climbed the weeds on the river embankment with one hand, and climbed up the river bank with Qingu in one hand. He took off the black towel rubbed on his neck and put it under the cold body of Qingu, hugged it in his arms, and held the bamboo in the other hand. Carry on your shoulders with a shovel.

The middle-aged man walked for about half an hour and came to a low house on the edge of a shanty town on the outskirts of the city.

Through the wooden doors and broken windows, you can see the dim light and the faint smell of food.

Hearing the movement outside, the wooden door slammed open, and a crisp childish voice came: "Dad, you are back...I have fed my mother, and I have finished my homework. I will get you hot water..."

A little girl, about eleven or twelve years old, showed half of her body from the door, happily talking to the middle-aged about the day, and then quickly returned to the room, and soon brought half a pot of hot water.

When she walked over to see Qingu in the towel, she suddenly exclaimed, "Wow, Dad, is this the stray cat you picked up? Oh, its body is so cold, isn't it? ..."

The middle-aged man took Qingu to the little girl and said casually: "It's not dead yet, this cat is dead. I fished it out of the mud in the Heishui River in the morning and thought it was dead. Unexpectedly, I breathed a sigh of relief. I thought someone would pick it up. I didn't expect that I had left after work and found it was still there. Anyway, it was a life.

While talking, he took the towel and carried the basin to the next stone platform, took off the waterproof pants on his body, and began to wring the towel to scrub.

The little girl hugged Qingu's dirty body. After all, it was too dirty and smelly, and there were various wounds that drained pus. Her heart palpitated and she almost dropped the cat to the ground.

It's completely a cat's physical instinct, subconsciously want to grasp something...

paw? No, no, you must not show your claws.

I am so dirty now, what if I break the little girl's hand without news?

His father kindly brought him home, and he must not hurt them, whether intentionally or unintentionally!

The little girl found that she almost dropped the cat on the ground just now, and the other party didn't react at all, and she couldn't express the sadness in her heart-it seemed that she was really going to die.

But since it was rescued by my father, it was a fate to say, since the cat still has a breath, then...

The little girl had planned to wash the cat first, but it seemed that the other party was dying. She was skinny and must be hungry, so let's give her some food first.

He ran into the house holding Qin Gu Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng, and searched for a long time, and finally found that there was still some powder remaining in a milk powder can, all of which went into Xiao Wan, and added about two watts of water.

The little girl holds Qingu in one hand and feeds it with a spoon in the other...

Qingu tried to open his mouth without letting go of a drop, and finally there was food in his stomach, so the organs of all parts of the body were like the wind grass that saw the water, and they all gradually recovered and resumed work.

But this energy is not enough to restore the body, and Qingu feels that he can eat a little more.

She squinted hard, but this time she finally screamed, hoarse and subtle.

She looked at the little girl, then turned her head to look at the small square table, and her little paw stretched out towards the food on the small square table.

The little girl never expected that a dying life would be revived in her own hands. She was unspeakably excited and excited. When she saw Qingu's actions, she immediately came over: "You still want to eat? You can eat rice. And dishes?"

Qingu’s native world had never raised a cat, and she had one in her family when she was very young, but in her impression, the cat hadn’t gone too far except that she would often go to her at night and get into her bed. Memories of feeding cats. Later, after I went to the big city and experienced many roles as a tasker, I gradually realized that there are many ways to raise cats.

But ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ For Qingu now, as far as she perceives her body, she feels that she can eat and digest those foods.

There is indeed no cat food at home, even milk powder or milk. Since this cat wants to eat rice, give it to it.

The little girl seemed to have forgotten Qin Gu's dirty body at this time, and subconsciously wanted to put it on the other side of the square table.

Qin Gu subconsciously retracted his body-although this body was a human soul, and instinctively wanted to get to the table. But Qingu respects the rules of identity more.

She would think of being at home when she was a child, and that cat would be beaten when he thought of catching something on the table to eat. Including herself, she will also sternly scold--

Now that she has become a cat, she doesn't want to be what she hates.

The little girl also recovered, put Qingu on the plastic stool, got up and took Xiaowan to scoop a spoonful of rice from the rice cooker, thought for a while, and put two pieces of meat on it.

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