Transmigrating into a 90’s Cat, I Want to Work for My Home Country

    Bai Xia Xia wanders in the mountains and forests looking for food, often accidentally stepping into the territory of certain animals, encountering dangers and opportunities.

    She has mastered the small skills of communicating with various animals, Xiaoxuanmao is smart, has not learned what she taught systematically like Dahua, and messy thinking is very difficult and slow.

    I don't know anything about Bai Xiaxia's words, I need to smash things into pieces and talk about how to do it. Xuan Mao seemed to understand, but half raised his round head. According to Bai Xiaxia's teaching, he nodded his head, but he didn't understand.

    Xuanmao: Dried fish has made my IQ occupy the high ground!

    That's right, the old working cat.

    Everything is in line with the small fish.

    Bai Xiaxia wondered why Xuanmao was slow to respond, and just knew that the middleman made the difference. Soon, she understands!

    People's attention and most of their brainpower are gone to earn more small fish. Who says it's stupid, it doesn't matter if it's smart, you know exactly what you want!

    Want to make money for retirement?

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    "..." The little mysterious cat tilted its head, and the old man often said that the mysterious cat warded off evil spirits. The mysterious cat is also known as the civet cat by the people, it has nine lives. Now, its amber pupils line up. For the sake of dried fish, use your brain to think about five or three, more or less...

    The IQ of a normal pastoral cat is similar to that of a three- or four-year-old child. Bai Xiaxia met three pairs of black cat eyes, and turned her airplane ears. Can't count?

    Dahua knows how to count, and her heart is broken.

    Thinking of the IQs of these guys...Bai Xiaxia's heart froze for the most part, trying to explain it to them in the simplest way: "Three is the number of broken bones you just ate."

    "You... add it together, understand?"

    "You, three!"

    Bai Xiaxia didn't understand how to tell Mao Mao the difference between 1234 and hoped to wait.

    Xiao Xuan cat is thoughtful, but Bai Xiaxia doesn't know if he understands.

      the most important. The mysterious cat will nod and shake his head ~ agree or refuse? ! Diplomatic negotiations between pet cats and stray cats?

    I don't know why, Liu Feng just saw from these two cats the sword and shadow of the market aunt and the hawker haggling, you come and I go.

    Liu Feng: In a trance. Do cats negotiate prices these days? ! Better than him! Liu Feng admires people who can bargain, he can't open his mouth and can't speak.

    He squatted halfway, put his hands on his knees at will, gave up his plan to leave, and then watched.

    Bai Xiaxia didn't know what Liu Feng was thinking, and wholeheartedly told Xuanmao to pay attention. I don't know if it was an illusion or not, this little mysterious cat struggled to understand, but after he understood the request, his reaction became faster.

    "Oh, okay." The little Xuan cat squatted and licked its claws. Bai Xiaxia felt a little uncomfortable seeing that it was filled with dust.

     "Yes, all cats have a share!" Bai Xia Xia praises Haikou! She's not stingy at all, even though she doesn't have a dime in her pocket, how can the cat look so good!

    Look at me! Pamper yourself. The distinguished version of the cat cat, you can see the **** shoveling officer and have money!

    She held her chest high and tried to recall the performance of the second generation of Versailles: "Don't worry, the **** shoveling officer promises to give you a feast."

    I can really find someone, it is a great effort from the cats.

    If nothing else, there will be no shortage of these cats. Just a little bit of food is nothing compared to human life.

    Bai Xiaxia actually didn't dare to report too much hope, the big girl got on the sedan chair and went back to work.

    She tried her best.

    Looking for the cat to find out the news, I don't know if it is reliable or not. But Bai Xiaxia is also a cat, and she has done everything she can.

    Do your best and do your best.

    Make an appointment with the three stray cat brothers for the next meeting, then she will meet the temporary workers, um, after the interview, it will be done!

    Tongcheng Military Region Hospital is located in the main city center, some distance from the South Street.

    She thought about going in the mud to find cats in the South Block, but this method is very dangerous.

    The most important thing...she is crazy. Afraid of finding someone and not being able to come back, it would be a tragedy.

    Xuan Mao gave her a big surprise. Working cat, working soul, working for the sake of little fish! Xuanmao has a big bag, showing that he is capable!

    They have a way to pass, Bai Xiaxia doesn't know, that is a place where there are many rogue cats and dogs. If there is chaos, there will be garbage, there will be something to eat, and no one will care. There are naturally many stray cats and dogs.

    Bai Xia watched the mysterious cat lead Fat Ju to jump up the wall, and Fat Ju clumsily missed her hind paws.

    Walking around in the corner of the wall, and rolling directly to the ground.

    It jumped up again indifferently, meowed twice with Bai Xiaxia, learned the lesson, grabbed the wall, and ran away with little meat.

    Bai Xiaxia was quite worried about the fat orange falling, but he was a flexible fat man. She tilted her head: she suddenly felt the happiness of President Ba. Money can make a ghost run the mill, and a small fish can make a cat walk!

    After becoming a cat, Bai Xiaxia has a belated boss happiness and dashing.

    It's pretty good.

    Bai Xiaxia paced gracefully and slowly approached Liu Feng.

    Now, solve the candid shooting incident.

    As if looking at things, he circled around Liu Feng.

    Finally, An An squatted directly opposite Liu Feng, staring at Liu Feng.

    It made Liu Feng both novel and confused, and he stretched out his hand in doubt: "Meow?"

    Domestic Persian cats are probably very close, and some cats will take the initiative to come up and pet them. Could this cat be...

    "You stinky shameless person, even if you take a sneak peek, you still want to prostitute for nothing!"

    Liu Feng? ? ? ! !

    Eyes widen, and his face is full of confusion.

    What the **** is this?

    What kind of shit? !

    He's sure!

    The Persian cat is full of energy and has no trauma.

    It was fine just now. Liu Feng looked left and right, and the snow-white cat carefully selected the cleanest place to lie down.

    Just next to his right leg, the furry cat's claws hooked out his nails, grabbed Liu Feng's trousers, and didn't tell him to run.

    Liu Feng who is about to crack: Could it be... this is the legendary touch porcelain?

    In recent years, it has been very chaotic, and it is okay to walk on the road. Walking on a slightly remote road, there are often nearby villagers or gangsters who dominate the road, set up roadblocks privately, and forcibly collect tolls.

    He bumped into several times, but this legendary gang of porcelain bumpers has never met.

    The head was touched and touched by a cat.

    Liu Feng squinted his face and poked Bai Xiaxia's forehead with his fingers: "Meow?"

    "Meow Meow Meow~" Liu Feng's meowing sounded unpleasant, not at all soft and cute.

    He wanted to use meowing to convey his meaning, and he took it as a cat language and played with Bai Xiaxia.

    Liu Feng was overjoyed, and his big face got closer.

"Meow!"

    The excited expression... The incomprehensible meow... Bai Xia Xia Ma Liu stood up, don't ask people to touch it: Which second hospital came out.

    Bai Xiaxia remembered the horrific story of the mental hospital, and blew up the white whiskers vigilantly: the cat and the cat who seemed to be in a neurotic mode...

    Bai Xiaxia looked at Liu Feng with energy, a man with a shaggy beard, his eyes were dark and dark, and his eyes were red and bloodshot.

    My clothes have not been changed for many days, wrinkled and stained.

    The hair grows to the shoulders, and if you look carefully, the three courts and five eyes are all decent, and it has the taste of literary and artistic pretense.

    "..." It's not bad, it's definitely a neuropathy that ran out of a mental hospital.

    The other party looked at him, as if a cat saw a fish bone and was as happy as an old chrysanthemum.

    The crease at the end of the eye is completely stretched out, a little crazy.

    Bai Xiaxia remained vigilant and moved her claws quietly—the wind was screaming.

    Liu Feng had no idea that within half a minute, he was already insane. He wanted to communicate his feelings with Muse Cat Cat.

    Maybe there will be another collaboration.

    Liu Feng's spirit remained in the continuous excitement of inspiration recovery, and his scalp was numb.

    Adrenaline madness: Yes, he thanked the cat in front of him!

    Liu Feng found the lost, natural inspiration.

    Artists are always different from ordinary people, they are a little neurotic and sensitive.

    And Liu Feng fell into a low point for several years, almost driving himself crazy. The inspiration has been suppressed for a long time, and it can't be seen on the surface, but in fact he is already standing on the edge of the cliff.

    A little bit of stimulation, it is likely to become a real art madman.

    Bai Xiaxia stretched out her white claws, Liu Feng did not hesitate, as if shaking hands with someone, cherishing and cherishing, carefully holding the slender snow-white little claws.

    Seriously, meowing with special thanks, and waving his hands at Bai Xiaxia.

    Bai Xiaxia: …Forget it, I give up.

    I don’t care about the madman for infringing on my portrait rights, everyone is crazy, how miserable!

    This lunatic... Bai Xiaxia understands, he probably imagines that he is a cat!

    Bai Xiaxia: I have the truth!

    Quickly pulled back the claws, Liu Feng felt the strength, and retracted his hand obediently.

    Let Bai Xiaxia take a few steps back.

    Bai Xiaxia raised her head, and the sun that was still climbing hung high in the sky when she went out.

    The splendid golden light spreads all over the city.

    Long delay here, the white Persian cat shakes off the dust. Turning to leave, Liu Feng took two quick steps, caught up, and walked with the cat: "Are you going back? Where are you going?"

    Bai Xiaxia was shocked: Yo! It turns out to be human!

    Liu Feng? ?

    He was very curious about Bai Xiaxia, especially after watching the "conversation" between the Persian cat and several cats.

    He wants to keep up with the cat and get to know the owner who raised him. If possible, Liu Feng also wants to cooperate and see if he can take more pictures.

    The moment the shutter was pressed, Liu Feng was so blessed, maybe his friend was right.

    Now that he has lost his inspiration, he should not be attached to the past. He has to change the subject and shoot some other things.

    Liu Feng's previous works only consisted of landscape architecture, the theme of which was integrated.

    Now, Liu Feng has a new idea.

    —A fresh, warm, life that accompanies the city.