"Give me a little more time..." Lu Mingyun suddenly came in front of Li Mofu and lightly touched Li Mofu's face.

Li Mofu was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up again, Lu Mingyun had already left.

What the hell?

Li Mofu's head was full of question marks. He couldn't understand what Lu Mingyun meant. What did he mean by giving him some time?

What? What does he want to do with his time?

Li Mofu became completely confused, then frowned and rolled his eyes, unable to speak clearly, which was annoying.

Li Mofu was troubled all night, and in order to stop himself from thinking about it the next day, he started to find things to do, such as going to the street to decorate the cat with a bunch of messy things.

"Sir, you have already bought four baskets." Guozi said with a sad face.

Li Mofu wrapped himself tightly in a white fox fur coat, but the increasingly cold weather still made his face a little red, and every time he exhaled, a puff of white smoke came out.

"I know, kittens like to run around. I should buy a few more for them to sleep in." This is what Li Mofu thought.

"If you like them, you have to let them sleep in a fixed place since they are young, otherwise it will be difficult to teach them when they grow up. Then they will climb onto the bed, the wardrobe, and the study, which will be a headache." Guozi said.

Li Mofu shrugged nonchalantly, "As a kitten, you just want a little freedom and a little wildness. If you want a well-behaved and obedient one, you'd better get a dog."

"That's what we say, but if we don't restrain those cats, what if they offend our noble friends?" Guozi said with embarrassment.

"There shouldn't be any noble people here, right?" Li Mofu frowned. "Besides, cats are very timid. They'll hide away when they see strangers. As long as those 'noble people' don't interfere."

Guozi smiled bitterly, "Some nobles still like to play with cats."

Li Mofu was disdainful. "That's not about teasing cats. That's about watching cats feel fear, submission, and fawning over them, as if they were their gods, and if they were displeased, they could make them pay."

"..." Guozi frowned. This was not just about cats.

"Anyway, just keep an eye on the doors and windows and don't let them run out. If your young master has guests coming, it's best to invite him to eat outside. If that doesn't work, bring the cat back to my room in advance and keep an eye on it." Li Mofu said again.

He thought about it carefully and felt that he really could not reason with the powerful people of this era. Oh, to be more precise, people with a little money in any era were unreasonable.

"Yes." said Guozi.

Li Mofu walked in front, looking at the shops and stalls on the roadside and said helplessly, "We're still living outside, and we have to worry about whether the kitten will offend the nobles. I don't know what will happen if we return to the Marquis' Mansion..."

Guozi sighed, "If they were left outside, they might have died this winter. Young Master is kind-hearted. This is a blessing for them."

Li Mofu just smiled and walked towards a store that sold children's toys to see if there were any toys for the kitten to play with.

Seeing this, Guozi said again, "Sir, there's no need. I'll make some little things out of bamboo for them to chew on when I get back."

Li Mofu thought about it and agreed. After all, these toys were not for cats to play with, and he could make them himself!

"Too."

Thinking of this, Li Mofu bought a few more mats and quilts and returned to the yard.

After returning, he went to check on his kitten first. The kitten had been fed and was now sleeping in the basket with a round belly.

On the other side was the cat litter box that Li Mofu had prepared for them. It was actually just a broken box that he had chopped open to make it easier for the kittens to get in and out, and he had poured some sand into it.

These kittens should be one or two months old. Their mother cat has taught them how to dig holes to bury their poop, but they always dislike the smell of their poop, so they don't pay attention to burying the poop when digging in the sand.

Fortunately, the kitten’s poop wasn’t that smelly, so Li Mofu didn’t feel any psychological pressure to shovel it up.

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