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I Can Talk to Cats Chapter 55:

The ball is a whole cat that is pure white, but the head, back and tail are painted with tortoiseshell stripes.

For the sudden appearance of Lin Lan, a strange human, if the old cat boss was beside him, the ball would have returned to the house to hide.

But without waiting for it to take two steps unconsciously, the little cat suddenly realized that he understood what the human had just said.

The two steps of the ball backed forward and made a move together, looking up at Lin Lan who had squatted down, and a pair of cat eyes squinted round: "Meow ...! Meow!" I have n't been back for a long time! He has gone a long way in this hunt!)

When I heard the news from the owner, the cat's cry was excited and loud, but it was also innocent.

Uncle Li was hospitalized with a sudden illness, and finally died in the hospital, so the cat has not yet known that its owner has passed away.

"Well, he has gone a long way in hunting this time ..." Lin Lan's voice became involuntarily, "so he was injured and there is no way to come back here."

Because he was told to hide in advance, Song Xinmin, who can only peek at the door of Uncle Jiang 's house, could not hear the boss who had gone away and was squatting there and talking to Huamao.

However, no human voice was heard, and after the boss finished speaking, the boss was very clear from the initial excitement to the wailing cry.

Wailing? Did the boss tell the ball that Uncle Li is gone through her tenth-level cat language?

In front of the door of the empty house, the ball hurriedly circled around Lin Lan, wailing from time to time, wanting Lin Lan to take it to Uncle Li.

"Ball Ball." Lin Hua reached out and picked it up while Hua Mao pulled her trouser legs, and gave it a hair along the ground. "Ball Ball, you are an adult cat, you should also know that Uncle Li is old. I do n't have much energy to hunt for food. "

"Meow ..." (I go hunting, I will find food for Grandpa!)

The naive tone seemed familiar, like the scene when snowflakes brought her food, but Lin Lan couldn't laugh.

"No way, Uncle Li failed to hunt and couldn't eat what you gave, so his children will take care of it." Lied to the children in a good lie, Lin Lan only hopes that this cat's sadness can be lighter , "He is old, it takes a long time and a long time to heal the wounds, and it is too long to come back to see you again."

Hua Mao's wailing sounded again, Lin Lan reached out and touched his head.

"So he let me come over. Uncle Li told me very important things, so I must come over and tell you." Put the cat in his arms, Lin Lan took it backwards and left the door of the old house "Uncle Li asked me to tell you that although he can't come back, the responsibility of housekeeping must be left to you. But this time Uncle Li asked you not only to look at the original home, but also the house next to you. Sites to look after. "

Speaking of which, she touched the cat's head and pointed it at Uncle Jiang's house next door.

Like other animals, cats also have their own sense of territory. Just like snowflakes, cats not only pay attention to their own territory, but also pay attention to all living things in the territory. Every cat has a different life relationship with some people. Some cats will treat people as bosses and rely on **** officers; but some cats will treat themselves as bosses of adults and consider themselves to be parents. Endless heart.

The cat ball is the latter.

Suddenly hearing this request, Huamao was a little dumbfounded. Of course the house and people next door knew it and knew it.

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