Only I, a big orange, can't cultivate immortality

The boy twisted and turned, and quickly squeezed out of the dense crowd on the bridge, and rushed into an alley with a hidden entrance.

Cheng Zi lay on his chest, her four claws pressed against his thin chest, strangled tightly by his thin but powerful arms, her body ached.

However, before he figured out the situation, he didn't make a sound or struggle rashly, but just secretly recorded the trajectory of the boy running all the way.

After a while, the boy stopped in front of a dilapidated courtyard gate at the end of the alley, panting.

"Meow……"

Cheng Zi yelled to show his presence, and at the same time turned his head to look at the courtyard, only to see that there was a large gap in the red-lacquered solid wood gate, which was vainly concealed.The two brass door knockers were rusty, but someone had circled two small garlands on them. The red flowers and green leaves complement each other, adding a bit of vitality to the lifeless house.

The boy caught his breath, carried Cheng Zi up the steps, and carefully opened the door.

Seeing this, Cheng Zi subconsciously identified the beginning, avoiding the expected dust and ash, but what came into his nostrils was a fresh breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers.

This is……

Cheng Zi looked intently, and saw that the small courtyard was not as old and dilapidated as he expected, but was tidied up.Water was also sprinkled on the path paved with bluestone, and the water color was stained to the vegetable field on the left side of the road, the flower garden on the right side, and then extended to the well.

Sitting by the well is a gentleman in green shirt, holding a book and reciting from the Three Character Classic.Five children surrounded him, reading along word by word.

The sound of books is loud and long, and the wind is long.

Cheng Zi's eyes froze suddenly, and he didn't understand what emotion flashed in his heart just now.

The boy didn't know what he was thinking, but he just hugged him tightly with one hand, and with the other he straightened his clothes and hair, making sure that his body was not messed up, and then he walked towards Mr. Qingshan nervously and awkwardly.

As for how Cheng Zi knew that he was nervous...

Because he passed.

"...Jade cannot be cut, it cannot be used. People do not learn, and they do not know righteousness..."

After reading this, the gentleman suddenly looked at the boy with a feeling. This look was gentle and calm, but with unreasonable heavy pressure, it nailed his footsteps in place.

"First, sir... I'm here to learn art from a teacher!"

The boy gritted his teeth, and suddenly knelt down in a daze, his knees slammed heavily on the uneven stone road, making a muffled sound that made Cheng Zi feel phantom pain.

The big orange cat took a deep breath for the person who "took him away".

Mr. Qingshan narrowed his eyes, and instead of answering his words immediately, he turned his head and asked the other children in a gentle voice if they remembered the few words they just taught.

The children were looking at the boy curiously at first, and glanced at Cheng Zi from time to time, but when they heard his question, they immediately sat up obediently and nodded.

The gentleman smiled and nodded: "Okay, you go to the side to review first, I will check and recite later, and then I will teach you how to write these few sentences."

"Yes!"

The children all agreed, and without looking at Cheng Zi and the boy, they trotted to the corridor with their books and began to read in a low voice.

After arranging the students, Mr. Qingshan turned around again, his upright eyebrows and eyes were solemn and quiet, and his posture was aloof, like a crane in the mountains and forests.

The boy was still kneeling, but his straight back kept bending under his gaze, as if he was under invisible pressure.

Cheng Zi didn't feel anything, but wondered why the boy was sweating and his body was shaking.

"You stole someone else's cat, and you want to give it to me as a grooming gift?"

Mr. Qingshan stared at him for a long time, and finally asked unhurriedly.

Cheng Zi's eyes widened in astonishment—how did he know that I was robbed?wrong!Why is Shushu gifting a cat?

He pricked up his ears and stared at the boy, waiting for his answer.

But in the next second, a pair of warm hands hugged him from the boy's hands, covered his head with their palms, and rubbed him comfortingly.

Cheng Zi raised his head in a daze, and bumped into the deep pupils of the master's eyes.

"I, I heard people say that Mr. likes cats, and I had one before, but it passed away the year before last." The boy lowered his head and said stammeringly, "I just searched for this one on the street for a long time. Found a cat exactly like the one you used to have, I think you'll like it..."

As he spoke, he raised his eyelids, and his eyes were filled with clear and warm determination.

WTF?

Cheng Zi's eyebrows were raised and lowered at the same time, full of doubts.

Are you robbing cats in the street just to make this person a Wanwan Leiqing?

Good guy, not only does this kid have no sense of right and wrong, but he also doesn't understand the most basic human relationships.

People who have cats at home and really love cats, who would treat other cats that look like them as substitutes for dead cats?

What's more, Shuxiu gifted an orange cat as a substitute. Is there any deviation in your understanding of the two concepts of Shuxiu and Li?

Pick up the orange and shake it, what falls out is not the hair of the moulting period, but a stomach full of complaints.jpg

Mr. Qingshan was probably speechless, so he didn't speak for a long time, but he kept his expression very well, and he seemed to have an inscrutable demeanor.

"Your behavior really makes me don't know where to start my evaluation. Last time I told you that taking without telling is stealing, so the same can be said, taking things from someone else's house without permission is called stealing." Rob. The latter is even worse than the former, and is an equally wrong move."

The gentleman ran along the hair on Cheng Zi's back, and his tone was calm and proficient, as if he was already too familiar with correcting the boy's behavior.

And that seems to be the case.

Because Mr. Qingshan had just finished speaking, the boy immediately accepted the criticism humbly, then turned to Cheng Zi, and said, "Mr. told me that I should apologize for doing something wrong. I'm sorry, little... big cat, I shouldn't have gone without your permission Agree and snatch you away."

"Woo, woo meow."

The boy's eyes were serious and bright. Even though Cheng Zi thought it was outrageous for a person to apologize to the cat so solemnly, he still subconsciously let out a cry of understanding.

This child... seems to really know nothing about many things that are conventional in the world.

Is he human?

Such a thought flashed through Cheng Zi's mind, and he was taken aback suddenly.

"Very good. But I also said that if you can't find a confinement ceremony that satisfies me, I won't accept you as a student." Mr. Qingshan nodded, with a flat expression, showing no emotion, "Because You did something wrong today, and this gift is not what I want, so I refuse to accept you as a disciple, go back."

"..."

The boy bowed his head, pursed his mouth, and turned away pitifully.

After taking two steps, he turned his head as if remembering something, and asked seriously: "I snatched that cat, do you need me to send it back?"

"No need." Mr. Qingshan shook his head, and said sternly while stroking the cat: "Let him stay here, and his family will find him soon."

Cheng Zi twisted his mouth - I suspect that you are a cat addict.

The boy didn't doubt him, and after a promise, he trotted out the door, not knowing where he was going or what he was doing.

Watching his back disappear by the door, Cheng Zi once again turned his eyes back to Mr. Qingshan's face, his round cat eyes were full of doubts.

The gentleman smiled, and a stream of light floated in his eyes, which were as quiet as an abyss, eliminating the sense of distance in him.

"Don't worry, stay here and wait for your family to find you. It's the safest and most appropriate choice for you."

Mr. Qingshan didn't explain much, but it seemed more convincing than any explanation.

For some reason, Cheng Zi actually believed him, and honestly curled up his limbs and nestled in his arms.

"Good." The gentleman lowered his head and rubbed his soft eartips, then shook the book in the other hand, and said in a casual tone, "Would you like to listen to me read?"

Cheng Zi raised her face: "Meow—"

……

When Liu Niangzi and Wang Dalang searched for the dilapidated house deep in the alley, the anxious expression on their faces suddenly faded away, a little relaxed, but more complicated and difficult to distinguish.

The bullock cart couldn't get into the alley, so Wang Dalang followed Liu Niangzi, saw the change in her expression, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said helplessly, "Go in, the county master is inside... so is your cat."

Liu Niangzi wrung her hands and said hesitantly: "My Chengzi is very similar to his dead raccoon slave, right?"

Linu is an elegant name for a cat, and it is also the name of a pet he talks about.

"It's not like." Wang Dalang shook his head, and directly put aside the appearance she said, gaining insight into Cheng Zi's essence.

"How gentle and lovable is that cat in your family? Who doesn't like it in Yinyu Town? Those fishermen usually search and show off. They can carry a ten-pound grass carp for three days around the town. However, I am willing to share my harvest with it. If you want me to say, your Jiang family is not popular in other places, and it is really an eye-opener for you to raise such a cat."

Lady Liu lowered her head and smiled: "That's right, the most disliked Jiang family has raised cats that are favored everywhere, and this is completely different from the county lord's situation—even the opposite. "

"Your concept of raising cats is also different." Wang Dalang continued, "Your house is a free-range cat. I guess the reason why oranges are so cute is mostly because of itself. And the county lord, he likes to keep all the living things around him the most. The true and outstanding character has been carved to the extreme, so the raccoon slaves of his family are also extremely lonely and indifferent."

"Cats just need to be themselves and don't have to think about what anyone else thinks."

In the yard, Mr. Qingshan turned over a page of the book, and said to Cheng Zi calmly: "You don't need to suppress your nature for anyone. If it wasn't like this before, it will be like this in the future."

Cheng Zi listened lazily, then raised his head and yawned.

Needless to say, aren't cats all over the world like this?

It is said that dogs are poor and cats are rich, but it is not true.After all, whether you are poor or rich, cats look down on you equally.

But I am not a cat.

Cheng Zi narrowed his eyes and thought.

Mr. Qingshan stopped turning the pages of the book, looked down at him, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Lady Liu and Wang Dalang walked in side by side. The former saw Cheng Zi at first sight, while the latter immediately bowed his head in the direction of Mr. Qingshan to show his respect.

"Meow!"

Seeing Mrs. Liu, Cheng Zi's eyes lit up in surprise, and immediately broke away from Mr. Qingshan's palm, and ran towards her, throwing himself into her arms.

"Chengzi!" Liu Niangzi quickly caught him, hugged him and rubbed him for a while, "It's okay, it's okay!"

Seeing this, Mr. Qingshan smiled and stood up.

Cheng Zi thought he was going to say hello politely, but he used the most gentle expression and said the most inexplicable words:

"Since you have gone to Yinyu Town, how dare you enter Yunshui County without permission?"

Liu Niangzi's face turned pale, showing an uneasy expression like a child being scolded, her hand holding Cheng Zi trembled slightly.

Although Cheng Zi didn't know why, he didn't like his family members being murdered, so he also turned back with his eyes wide open: "Meow meow meow!"

The husband was taken aback, seeing the fierce expression of the big cat, he was not angry, but just curious, and forgot what he said later.

Seeing this scene, Wang Dalang felt that there was a way to change the subject, and was about to speak, but he saw him smiling and said: "Why are you angry with me? Don't you know that I say this to protect them?"

"Meow?"

Cheng Zi tilted his head, feeling more and more foggy.

Xinmao is willing to exchange three catties of fat meat for riddles in the world. The less people the better.jpg

Mr. Qingshan smiled slightly, and wanted to say something more, but suddenly a familiar figure ran in from the open door, it was the boy who had just left.

"First, sir!" The boy greeted him out of breath, and wiped his sweat with his free hand, "I remember you said before that after doing something wrong, you should make up for it besides apologizing. I thought about it, Find an apology for the cat I snatched."

A cat and three adults present: "..."

"Squeak!"

In the dead silence, the boy mentioned three fat and lively mice in his hand—the kind that southerners rode to school in the previous life, with a bright smile:

"Look! I caught three mice for it!"

Cheng Zi: "..."

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