I'm the man with the outline [Transmigration Book]

A thick layer of snow piled up outside, and the exhaled breath turned into white mist and dissipated in mid-air.

It's so cold.

Shi Qing rubbed his ears with his hands, and walked slowly on the corridor.

This year the snow fell very heavily, and it was the coldest when the snow was half-melted. Meng Rugui didn't keep warm in the early winter, and two of his fingers were frozen.

He was born to be strong, and he would not complain even if his hands were itchy, but Shi Qing found out that he would secretly scratch at night, and took a closer look, and found that there were white spots on the chilblains.

The snow on the road was so thick that it creaked underfoot.Shi Qingshen walked with one foot shallow, and finally walked from the entrance of the village to the front of the house.

The front of the door was clean, and there were a few sparrows picking up corn in front of the door.

The door was ajar.

Shi Qing opened the door and shouted: "Master, I'm back."

No one answered inside, so Shi Qing closed the door and walked to the back room on his own.A thick felt was hung in front of the door of the inner room, and when the door was opened, a sense of spring came, and Shi Qing felt a little sweat on his forehead.

Meng Rugui was wearing a thick coat, and was sewing a small red cloth bag in his hand, on which was a picture of a boy holding a lotus.

It's just that Meng Rugui's two frozen fingers are really hard to bend, and the small cloth bag is not well sewn.

It's just crooked, and one of the bottom corners is off the line.

Shi Qing took off his coat, he hurried forward to snatch the thing over and said, "Where did Master do this? Just let me do it."

While moving his hands, Shi Qing asked again and again: "Master, are you making red envelopes for the children of senior brothers and sisters?"

Meng Rugui hummed, rubbed his fingers lightly and said, "It's the first time this year, so you have to show something, the child should be six months old, and the two of us should go at the full moon. "

Shi Qing sealed the bag and put tassels on it.

He dragged Meng Rugui out of his hands, and carefully applied the ointment on those two fingers.

Meng Rugui raised his eyes, and said, "Where have you been these few days? Why didn't you tell me when you left, and you didn't return when you were with the sound transmission."

Shi Qing giggled, and with the other hand, he flicked around in his bosom.He took out a spirit sealing bag from his arms and poured the contents of the spirit sealing bag on the ground.

After the ball of light dissipated, the thing on the ground made a weak "owing" sound, which was weak and pitiful.

The cat lay limp on the ground, making a weak cry. It tilted its head and squeezed out three chins on the right side of its face.

Shi Qing scratched his head, how could he remember that the cat was obviously very strong?At that time, he squeezed away all the cats with the strength of one cat, and let himself buy it.

Meng Rugui put down the things in his hands, hugged the cat in his arms, and said to Shi Qing: "It's such a cold day, why do you put it on the ground? What if it freezes the stomach?"

"A cat's stomach is very weak."

Nonsense, this room is obviously very warm.

This cat has snow-white long hair, a round face like a pot, and light silver tiger stripes on its body. Looking from a distance, it looks like a big bug with eye-catching white forehead.

Now the eye-catching white-fronted tiger is lying in Meng Rugui's arms, burying its face in Meng Rugui's arms, moaning weakly.

Shi Qing: "..."

At night, after Shi Qing applied ointment to Meng Rugui, the two turned off the lights and went to sleep.

After closing his eyes, he heard humming outside.

"Hm Chi, Hm Chi, Hm Chi."

Shi Qing turned over and stuck her head into Meng Rugui's arms.

"Hm Chi, Hm Chi, Hm Chi."

Shi Qing turned over again, and stuck her butt into Meng Rugui's arms.

"Hm Chi, Hm Chi, Hm Chi."

Shi Qing climbed up, and he opened the bedroom door with a "swipe" sound, and saw the white-fronted tiger sitting neatly in front of the door, with one paw on the door.

It looked at Shi Qing, then pouted its buttocks, and walked in with a step.

Meng Rugui's sleepy eyes were hazy, he propped up half of his body and looked out, his jacket slipped off his shoulders, revealing half of his shoulders.

He shook his head and said, "What's wrong?"

Shi Qing comforted him and said, "It's okay, this cat got nervous in the middle of the night and insisted on going into the house, I'll just drive it out."

While speaking, the cat had already climbed up to Meng Rugui's side. It stretched out its tongue and licked the hair on its body, then lay down next to Meng Rugui.

A cat and a Meng Rugui already occupied two-thirds of the bed, and it would be very difficult to accommodate another Shi Qing.

This bed was custom-made by Shi Qing at the carpenter's house. In order to be able to sleep together with Meng Rugui every day, Shi Qing specially told the old carpenter to make the bed narrower.

Now it seems that it is really lifting a rock to shoot yourself in the foot.

The cat closed its eyes and was already snoring slightly.

Shi Qing stepped forward, and when he reached out to lift the thing from the bed and throw it out the door, he caught a quilt that Meng Rugui handed over.

"It's still young, the three of us in this bed are a bit crowded, why don't you go to sleep outside." Meng Rugui handed the pillow to Shi Qing again: "It's warm with a brazier outside."

Shi Qing: "..."

The dead cat twisted its fat body, and its two paws rested on Meng Rugui's waist.

If he hadn't tested the cat's soul, Shi Qing would have regarded it as Qishili's reincarnation and back.

This cat is really scheming, but it just came to compete with me on the first day, and it will last a long time in the future, let's see how the two of us play.

……

On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, Shi Qing opened a stove for the new year's goods.After the stew was boiled, the scent wafted out, and the cat quietly stood on the pot, and stood beside Shi Qing.

Shi Qing was busy standing in front of the stove, squinting at the cat, waiting for the cat to make a mistake, and when the cat made a mistake, he would go to Meng Rugui to file a complaint.

The cat stood neatly in front of the colored porcelain vat, while Shi Qing was not paying attention, he silently raised his paw, and slowly stretched his paw towards the colored porcelain vat.

Seeing this, Shi Qing was elated, ready to reach out and grab it.

The cat slowly raised its paw, put it to its mouth and licked it, then continued to sit very dignifiedly, with a serious expression.

Shi Qing: "..."

He quietly put a white porcelain bowl on the corner of the stove, the stupid cat was really fooled, and stretched out its right paw uncontrollably.

The white porcelain bowl shifted gradually, Shi Qing felt like a drum beating in his heart.

Soon, soon, as long as the cat dropped the bowl on the ground, he would be able to sue Meng Rugui, and Meng Rugui's bed would be his own again.

Cats are by nature irrepressible.

Seeing that Shi Qing's eyes were wrong, the cat stretched out its paw silently, and brought the white porcelain bowl back to its original place. Because it was worried, it slapped the bowl back.

Meng Rugui entered the door just in time to see this scene.

He stepped forward to hold the cat in his arms, rubbed the tip of his nose against the tip of the cat's nose, and said with a smile, "You're so good. I saw that your father put the bowl in a dangerous place, and you know how to take it back for him."

"I went to Nanya to buy you a sea bass. When your father finishes cooking these things, I will make soup for you."

The dead fat cat writhed a little in Meng Rugui's arms, it quietly blinked its right eye at Shi Qing, leaned its big head on Meng Rugui's shoulder, and the two left.

Shi Qing shook the spoon behind Meng Rugui, and the fat cat groaned again, and lay down in Meng Rugui's arms.