Chapter 22 "Chen Miansheng, Happy New Year."...
Although there were only Chen Miansheng and Feiyan at home, Chen Miansheng still took all the meat he bought from Butcher Wu from the ice cellar.
Feiyan raised her claws and scratched her ears twice, wondering if Chen Miansheng was too worthy of the fighting power of one person and one cat. Although she usually eats a lot, it is estimated to give her such a large amount. I can't finish it in ten days and a half month.
She hurriedly hopped onto the stove, wagging her tail at Chen Miansheng.
Chen Miansheng lowered his eyes to look at her: "What's wrong?"
Fei Yan didn't know how to express her meaning for a while, stepped on small catwalks and circled the meat, shook her head anxiously.
Chen Miansheng: "Little Orange is worried that he won't be able to finish the meat today?"
Fei Yan shook his tail quickly.
Even if Gu Wu came to the small courtyard to spend New Year's Eve with them today, it would never be possible for the three of them to finish eating these. Chen Miansheng clearly wasted it.
However, Chen Miansheng smiled and said warmly: "Don't worry about the little orange, you can finish it."
Feiyan: "?" Is
it because Chen Miansheng is floating or she can't even estimate such a simple thing. .
But with her cat's body now, she couldn't help Chen Miansheng, so she found a clean place in the corner of the wood house and lay down, waiting to see that Chen Miansheng was beaten in the face by herself.
Chen Miansheng's cooking skills are not good, and the meat can't change anything in his hands.
Working until noon, in the end only made the simplest kinds of boiled meat and vegetables.
Immediately after Feiyan saw him put the boiled meat and the divided rice into the prepared food box, put a pot of water in it, and habitually rubbed her head with her big hand: "Little orange is going to be with me. Go out together?"
Go out? Every family is spending New Year's Eve in their own homes at noon, where can they go now?
Doubts turned to doubts, Fei Yan still put up her body lazily, and followed Chen Miansheng with catwalks to see what he could do.
Chen Miansheng took Feiyan through the deserted streets and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated temple.
This is the first time Feiyan has come to this place. From the outside, the temple should have been abandoned for a long time.
She tilted her head curiously. What did Chen Miansheng carry to such a deserted place with meat and meals?
I saw Chen Miansheng put the food box on the flat ground with a calm expression, took two steps back, leaned over and took the little orange cat into his arms, and whispered softly: "Let's go, let's go home."
Fei Yan frowned in confusion. , I really didn't understand Chen Miansheng's series of actions.
When Chen Miansheng walked away, she climbed to his shoulder three times and twice. When she saw the scene behind her clearly, her erect pupils shrank slightly.
A few children under ten years old came out from the temple, their bodies were dirty, their eye sockets were deeply sunken, and they were not as thin as a man. They all wore thick winter clothes, and Fei Yan recognized that most of them were clothes that Chen Miansheng had worn before. The clothes were generous and loose on them, revealing hideous scars of all sizes on their bodies.
They watched the direction Chen Miansheng was leaving, and couldn't wait any longer, so they flew in front of the food box, opened the lid of the box, and stuffed the boiled meat with their muddy hands, even the gravy. Flowing from the wrist to the cuffs was unnoticeable.
——He is obviously starving, like a hungry wolf who has never seen food in a few lifetimes.
"Remember the war that the guests who came to the same medicine hall mentioned before?" Chen Miansheng's voice rang suddenly.
Fei Yan managed to endure the huge shock in her heart and turned to look at Chen Miansheng.
"Those should be refugees who have fled. When I came to the market to select gifts for Little Orange, I passed by here by accident and found them by accident." Chen Miansheng said.
"I don't know where they came from, how they got here, where their relatives went, and I don't know if there are any such people in Dongfeng Town besides them."
"I only know that ordinary inns are unwilling to accept them. Even higher states and counties want to manage, but they can’t manage here for the time being.”
“Today is New Year’s Eve, the day when the whole family is reunited, but they can only hide here for a
living and become homeless.” Chen Miansheng said. It stopped abruptly here, and fell silent again between one person and one cat.
What he didn't tell the little orange cat was that when he first found these refugees, the traces of them fleeing were more obvious.
The scars of different shades, the clothes that can hardly cover the body, are so hungry that they can even dig the bark of a few old trees beside the ruined temple to eat. The mud in the ground and the wild grass that grows wildly due to unmanagement have also become For their food.
As there were no adequate clothing to avoid the cold, several people had frozen to death in the temple, and the remaining people, hungry, hungry, and wounded, were almost non-human.
It is not that Chen Miansheng has not considered sending these refugees to other places, but it is an indisputable fact that no one in Dongfeng Town is willing to accept them.
And I don’t know what happened to these refugees in the process of fleeing.
Even in the face of Chen Miansheng, who has been given clothes and vegetarian food for nearly half a month.
There is no one else around. It is reasonable to say that Chen Miansheng's words should have been told to her, but Feiyan felt that he was more like he was telling her to herself.
She knew that Chen Miansheng was different from others. In Chen Miansheng, she seemed to always be able to see the shadow of fraternity, even though the meaning of the word "fraternity" was too heavy.
She licked her lips and took a deep look in the direction of the temple.
Somehow, she felt that although Chen Miansheng looked as usual at this time, he should not feel very comfortable in his heart, because when she saw those children, she also felt very uncomfortable.
But other than that, she felt as if she knew more about Chen Miansheng.
She dangled her tail and leaned close to Chen Miansheng subconsciously, resting her hairy little head on his warm neck and rubbed it gently and comfortingly.
This emotion continued until one person and one cat returned to the small courtyard, causing Feiyan to feel a little bit unaware of eating when she ate.
Chen Miansheng allowed the little orange cat to eat on the square table, and when he raised his eyes, he could see that the little orange cat froze after eating two bites.
He took the other end of the bamboo chopsticks and gently tapped the bowl in front of the little orange cat, with a warm voice: "Quickly eat, it won't taste good when it's cold." Although it's not delicious at this time, it won't go anywhere.
Fei Yan recovered, her wet eyes blinked twice, and she slowly rolled her tongue into her abdomen.
After eating, one person and one cat are idle at home and have nothing to do.
Feiyan lay on the stone steps lazily basking in the sun for a while, then went back to the study to look for Chen Miansheng when he had enough exposure, and stumbled into his arms to continue to sleep.
Chen Miansheng lowered his eyes, the kitten is getting rounder with his feeding, even if it is lying on his lap like this, the pressure and weight still cannot be ignored.
He recalled a little bit of the little orange cat's daily activities, eating when he woke up, eating and sleeping, and eating again when he was awake, he thought about whether to take the little orange cat out for a sports meeting if he moved.
But the little orange cat slept too well in his arms, and the little ball of her body was undulating regularly, and she could vaguely see the pink tongue hidden in her mouth. If he is not deaf, he can’t say for sure. I can still hear the slight snoring in her throat.
This is how the kitten can trust him no more.
Chen Miansheng couldn't bear to wake up such a little orange cat, he only sighed inaudibly, shook his head somewhat helplessly, and then returned his attention to the rice paper spread on the tabletop.
When he saw clearly what he unconsciously drew on the paper, he was taken aback.
At the corner of the rice paper, a small cat's head was drawn there.
——Almost exactly the same as his kitten.
Feiyan slept directly until dark. Chen Miansheng had lit up the candles all over the house. She slowly opened her eyes, habitually shaved her face with a mat, and unconsciously meowed twice.
The scent of meat drifted into her nose, and Fei Yan's spirit came in an instant, and her tail stood up and jumped down.
Chen Miansheng specially brought food to the study room. At this moment, he was holding his head and reading the scriptures. Xu Ye noticed the sight of the little orange cat. His eyes fell on the little orange cat, as if he knew the little cat. As if thinking about something, she whispered: "I've eaten."
Feiyan then immersed herself in eating and eating. After resolving the food in two rounds, she fumbled and wanted to lean in the direction of the back room.
Chen Miansheng raised her eyebrows, quickly grabbed her by the back of her neck and brought her back, knuckles curled slightly, and lightly tapped on the top of her forehead: "Sleeping again?"
Fei Yan rushed at him dissatisfied. Flicking his paw, the milk screamed fiercely.
She doesn't have a TV, mobile phone or computer, nor can she read the scriptures every day like Chen Miansheng. What else can she do besides sleeping?
However, Chen Miansheng said: "It's time to endure this year."
Fei Yan was slightly stunned when she heard that, and it took two seconds for her to react, wondering how she had forgotten this custom.
Staying in the new year, that is, keeping up with the new year, is the custom on New Year’s Eve. Saying goodbye to the old year, welcoming the new year, and looking forward to the coming year.
Feiyan reluctantly took away her sleepy thoughts and regained her energy, with her big hairy tail crouched around her body, and she squatted across from Chen Miansheng.
The flaming candlelight shone on Chen Miansheng's face, making his appearance extremely clear.
Somehow, under such an atmosphere, Fei Yan couldn't help but think of the refugees he had seen in the ruined temple.
Those who are prosperous and homeless.
She suddenly realized that maybe New Year's Eve does not have to be hustle and bustle, nor does it necessarily have to be surrounded by friends and relatives.
Sometimes there is a person like that sitting in front of him, and it would be great if two people can accompany each other.
Time passed by, and the moon hung high.
Chen Miansheng, who was opposite her, closed his eyes, tapped the tabletop, counting the time.
There is no tool for counting seconds in this era, and Chen Miansheng can only barely figure out a few.
"Ten seconds left."
"Nine."
"Eight." In the
next second, he was slightly startled, and his eyebrows were lightly raised. Suddenly the kitten rushed to his shoulders, and his furry head leaned toward his ears.
He didn't move, and continued to count.
"...Six."
"five."
Feiyan wakes up thirteen: "I want to switch to the human language mode."
[Good host, successfully switched. ]
"Four."
"Three."
Fei Yan cleared
her throat: "Cough." It belongs to her alone, the little girl's soft voice.
"Two."
"One."
Coincidentally, Zizheng's bell rang at this moment, and the sound came from far away.
Feiyan's hairy little head was pressed against Chen Miansheng's ears. If this posture was seen by others, he wouldn't know how intimacy he felt.
Fei Yan didn't realize it, she licked her lips and opened her mouth gently.
"Chen Miansheng, happy new year."
Since Chen Miansheng has said, how well the day goes on New Year's Eve can represent the good or bad fortune of the next year.
At the end of New Year's Eve, she and Chen Miansheng spent a whole day together.
Please, please, in the next year, please also let her and Chen Miansheng stay together.