law of courtship

On the sixth day when the little slave and the long-haired monster were not at home, Dan Ding sighed deeply and his stomach growled.The hungry old cat only felt dizzy for a while, and his brain was buzzing. He tried hard to swallow the last small handful of cat food in the food bowl, and mixed the remaining large bowl of water until he was full, and collapsed on the ground. not moving.

One by one, they leave as soon as they say, and they don’t come back after such a long time. Is there any law left? Is it really let meow to fend for itself?

Fortunately, Fat Cat's fat reserves are rich enough, and Dan Ding was paralyzed all afternoon. Relying on a little bit of spirit, he went to the yard to dig out two vole nests to barely eat, scratched the sofa to pieces, and tore the curtains into snowflakes Finally, he vented his grievances.

After exhausting the last bit of physical strength, Dan Ding lay on his back on the sofa, with a brilliant white light in front of his eyes, and realized the true meaning of meow life on the verge of starvation——

I knew that parting is always inevitable, so why bother to be so affectionate?

There are some things you don’t have to ask now, and some people you don’t have to wait forever.

Then the gate was opened, and the bright white light from the street lamps in the yard shone in from outside the gate, rendering a hazy circle of light, like a mist floating in illusion, mysterious and holy.

Dan Ding raised his eyelids: Is it an angel who came to pick me up and bring me back to Meow Star?

Dan Ding silently made a dying wish: In the next life, I want to find my lost Dan Dan, and find a lovely little female cat to spend this life with, and never be a father-in-law again.

"Dan Ding!" Zhi Lan sneaked into the room under his arms, picked up the big white cat and rubbed it for a while: "Meow, I miss you so much."

Dan Ding was stunned, why did the little slave come back?

Then the long-haired monster also appeared in Meow's field of vision, looking...very angry?

What are you doing!

Why are you angry!

Egg Ding's whole cat is about to explode.

The one you left who called him meow simply didn't care about my life or death, and now he still has the face to be angry!

I'm just an innocent, weak and slightly obese cat, why should I go through this!

Dan Ding felt extremely wronged, but Dan Ding couldn't speak.

Zhi Yuan carefully pushed his wife in the wheelchair, and followed them into the house. As soon as he raised his eyes, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

First of all, there was an indescribable smell in the whole house, like a public toilet that hadn’t been cleaned for a month, or like a compost pit on a farm, full of fermented animal excrement.

This smell came from the cat toilet placed in the corner, Zhi Yuan glanced at it and then turned his head, feeling that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Then there is a shocking messy scene, none of the household items are placed in their proper place, the toilet paper is scattered in the entrance, the TV remote control is in the flower pot on the window sill, pots and bowls are randomly placed on the living room floor, The fabric sofa was scratched by a cat and turned into scrap, and the remains of white curtains were flying all over the room.

In this situation, it is suitable to play a sad song "Snow Flakes Fluttering, North Wind Blowing" as the bgm.

Zhiyuan silently looked at various details in the room, was so shocked that he didn't know what to say, and finally politely sent out a series of ellipsis that no one could hear.

Lao Lan was very puzzled. The impression left on him before Song was a big bird full of justice and calm temperament. At first glance, he had a righteous and very reliable appearance.

There is no extra impurity in that breath, just like a good son-in-law who can't be found even with a lantern.

Who would have thought that such a handsome alpha with a glamorous appearance and superior temperament would live in a place that was even worse than a pig's nest.

The two alphas were stiff all over, neither of them dared to speak out first.

Song tried his best to ignore the murderous smell in the air, and his mind was full of: It's over, it's over, it's over, how can we explain that our family is not like this, I am a good bird who lives a delicate life and pays attention to personal hygiene.

Zhi Yuan looked at the miserable scene in front of him, and his mind was full of: it's over, it's over, it's over, how should Xiaobao live in the future after marrying into such a family.

The two alphas, one old and one young, were silent for a long time, until the pendulum clock in the living room struck the hour.

In the end, Song Xian gave up his resistance, and Hei explained weakly with a sullen face: "I was too anxious when I went out, and I didn't have time to properly foster the cat. It's my fault."

At the same time, he gave Dan Ding a hard look, thinking about the possibility of eating cat meat hot pot tomorrow.

Dan Ding was terrified by his fierce eyes, and was cowardly once in a while. With a "meow", he jumped into Zhilan's arms to seek shelter, and the whole cat shivered into a ball.

Originally, the family went home happily together, and Song had a vague expectation in his heart, but he didn't expect to face such a scene when he came back. What would his father-in-law and mother-in-law think of him in the future?

Zhi Lan looked at this and then that, a little puzzled: "Uncle...how did our family become like this?"

Zhiyuan couldn't comment anymore, and smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, this is how pets are kept at home, let's clean it together."

"I'll do the cleaning, you take your aunt to have a rest first."

Song brought in the suitcase from the entrance, washed his hands, took two bottles of mineral water from the kitchen, carefully checked the temperature, and respectfully handed them to his future father-in-law.

"You and your aunt live in this bedroom. The bed is 1.5 meters. I'll add another mattress for you..." Song then enthusiastically helped them carry their luggage, and pushed open the room in the second bedroom. The door, the words on the lips suddenly stopped abruptly, almost choking himself to death——

In the empty room, there was only a row of cold wooden wardrobes and curtains blowing in the wind. The place where the 1.5-meter bed should have been placed was empty.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Song suddenly remembered that he had removed the bed in the second bedroom.

At that time, he thought that Zhilan had a family and forgot about her husband. He hadn't heard from her for a few days, and he was so angry that he took an ax and split the bed to pieces. Now those firewood have long been turned into a handful of ashes in the heating furnace.

Zhi Yuan looked at the empty room, then at his future son-in-law, and licked it, feeling something was wrong.

"What's going on?" Lao Lan asked tentatively.

The song card was shelled, and on the first day when I brought Zhilan's relatives home, there were so many moths, what should I do?

Watching the nose and the heart with the eyes, temporarily lost the ability to defend, and remained silent.

After Zhilan fed the cat, she followed her to have a look, wondering, "Uncle, why is my bed gone?"

"...This bed is too old, and the bed screen is damaged a lot. When you went to Chujiang, I was thinking about changing it. The new one hasn't arrived yet, so I actually forgot about it..."

Song winked at Zhilan and laughed a few times with a guilty conscience.

Lao Lan turned his gaze to his son, as if seeking proof.

Although Zhi Lan didn't know what happened, but when he received his uncle's eyes, he immediately cooperated cleverly: "Yes, this bed is really broken. I wanted to change it a long time ago. Uncle is so kind."

Song's eyes wandered, and he brought the two elders into the master bedroom: "Your elders should rest here tonight. Xiaolan and I are making the floor in the second bedroom. The newly bought bed should arrive in two days."

"Then I will wrong you two," Zhi Yuan nodded, and carried his sleeping wife out of the wheelchair and put her on the soft bed.

"Packing the floor?" Zhilan's star eyes lit up when he heard the fresh name, and he nodded in approval. He raised his hands and stretched them out in front of his chest, patter clapping, and the little seal applauded.

"Did you sleep in separate rooms before?" Zhi Yuan couldn't help asking.

Zhi Lan showed an embarrassed smile: "Yes, this is our house rule."

"Is that so..." Zhi Yuan pondered for a moment, met Song's gaze, and asked, "How old are you this year?"

Song, who was still thinking about going to a shopping website to buy a bed tonight, felt numb.

"Just past... 34..."

Zhi Yuan was slightly startled, looked at the two of them with scrutiny, and said with emotion: "From this point of view, Xiao Bao is a little younger..."

Song's scalp went numb, and he felt an uncontrollable guilt in an instant: "Cough...it's a little bit worse."

Zhi Yuan tilted his head to look at Zhi Lan, then at Song, and explained seriously: "When you make the floor, you should divide the quilt into two beds, each sleeping in its own."

The old man hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and whispered in Song's ear: "If it's not in estrus, try not to share the same bed, let Xiaolan grow up a little longer, at least 20 years old, or else..."

"?" Zhilan's little seal applauded and stopped, looking curiously at his father and uncle, trying to hear what they were saying.

The smile on Song's face gradually disappeared, and he was in a trance for a moment. He didn't even step on his feet firmly, and staggered and fell.

"Otherwise...you will have a bad conscience, right?" Zhiyuan backed away after explaining, looking at Song with a blank face.

Song almost didn't tense his expression, the joy of returning home was like a balloon that had been poked with a hole, and it leaked cleanly with a "squeak".

Song understood the implication of his father-in-law's words: you are so much older than him, and the old cow has to let the grass grow a little longer to eat the tender grass, so as not to be bald all at once.

On the first day of family reunion, a certain old hooligan received a tactful warning from his father-in-law.

Justice is only late, never absent.

The author says:

Father Song: What is conscience?Is it delicious with my wife?

Mom and Dad will live elsewhere, don’t worry, there will be sex life? 乛v乛?