It is said that mice do not have sharp eyes and only rely on their sensitive ears for hearing. The tabby cat understands its characteristics and quietly observes whether there is a hole in the grass that is big enough for the mouse to get into. If there is, if it is slightly delayed in launching its attack, the mouse will get into the hole and run away, and its efforts will be in vain.
It looked around the mouse, but before it could figure it out clearly, it only heard a "pop" sound, and a black-tipped snake sprang out from nowhere and bit the rear half of the mouse's body first. The core of the fruit rolled out of the mouse's mouth. It fell down, screaming "squeaking", its head twisted feebly, and it was struggling to death, but it was all to no avail.
The tabby cat was a little angry because its mouse-catching plan had failed before it was implemented. It immediately calmed down, bit the black snake's tail in a desperate move, and dragged it hard. Perhaps the snake felt pain, so it let go of the mouse. The mouse was bitten, but it didn't run away immediately, and of course it couldn't run away. .
Seeing this, the tabby cat relaxed, and the snake slipped deeper into the grass in fear. Now, the tabby cat pounced on it and easily bit the mouse that was about to escape. The mouse's limbs moved, but the tabby cat didn't bite it to death, but held it in its mouth, in order to keep it alive and prepare to return to its owner. Let the owner handle the house in order to get rid of his own relationship.
The gray-haired rat jumped out of the rice jar and crawled into a crack in the wall, which is a cave that is connected to the hole in the wall base and has an exit leading to the outside. Generally, if a rat gets in, its owner cannot catch it.
At this moment, the gray-haired mouse was hiding under the wall. When there was no movement in the house, it quietly poked its head out again. Seeing that there was no movement outside, it crawled out and jumped towards the opening of the rice jar, but the opening was covered again. , it looked for help from its ally, the tabby cat, in the house, but the tabby cat was nowhere to be seen, and the dining table where the tabby cat often squatted was also empty.
The gray-haired rat sneaked over to the oil pot again, climbed up to take a look, but tightened the lid. It jumped down from the oil pot again, reluctantly slipped to the door, and got through the crack of the door to see if the tabby cat was outside. Suddenly, I heard footsteps, which were very deep, and they were human footsteps, accompanied by voices. It turned around and got into the crack of the door. It squatted in the room, raised its head, and listened for a while. The footsteps left the room. The door was getting closer and closer, and it quickly slipped towards the wall.
When the door was opened, it had already gotten into the crack in the wall, but its head was still stretching and shrinking at the entrance of the cave. What I felt was that I didn't know where the tabby cat had gone.
Suddenly, the tabby cat's faint cry reached its ears. It wanted to crawl out, but its owner was in the room. For some reason, it stomped its feet on the floor loudly, as if it wanted to vent its anger. It shook its body very timidly and kept on. Not daring to come out, when its owner approached the wall, it immediately dived deep and listened to the tabby cat's meows. The increasingly clear meows made it have the emotional impulse to crawl out.
When the owner's figure walked around the wall, it withdrew from the depths of the cave, put its head on the edge of the crack in the wall, and quietly peeped at what was going on in the room.
The tabby cat jumped into the room from outside the door. What was strange was that it had a big mouse in its mouth and approached its owner. The big rat had been bitten half to death and could only crawl slowly on the ground. The owner raised his foot and kicked the rat. The rat's limbs trembled slightly and could no longer move. The tabby cat meowed, clearly in an attitude of asking for credit and reward, as if to say: I have made a contribution! Catch the mouse that jumped into the jar to steal the rice and have you sentenced to death.
But the owner kicked the mouse to death without saying anything, and the air in the room seemed tense. Seeing this situation, the gray-haired rat peeking out from the gap in the wall was frightened. It turned around and shrank in. It heard its owner angrily tell the truth: You damn cat, you still fooled me, thinking I didn't know. You caught me. It's not a rice-eating mouse. I've seen rice-eating mice. They are smaller than this one. I have clearly seen the bad things you and it conspired to do...
The tabby cat made a frightened cry, perhaps because its owner was punishing it. The gray-haired mouse was hiding in the hole and wanted to lean out to take a look, but did not dare to move.
Late at night, the owner fell asleep and heard snoring. The gray rat that was out looking for food got into the hole again, and then crawled out from the crack in the wall of Liu Mei's house. It found the tabby cat curled up and sleeping under the dining table. The difference was the tabby cat's neck. There is a long thin wire on it, and the other end is tied to the leg of the table.
The gray-haired mouse chirped, and the tabby cat woke up quickly. It meowed, as if it wanted the gray-haired mouse to find a way to get rid of the wire. The gray mouse bit the wire with its mouth. It was too hard. , simply stopped biting, and slipped straight towards the rice jar, but the lid was on and it couldn't open it, and the tethered tabby cat couldn't help anymore.
The moment the gray-haired mouse bit the wire, the tabby cat meowed, its bearded mouth grinning, as if to say: My teeth are not better than yours? I can't bite it open. Can you bite it open? Forget it, you'd better think of other ways with me. Unexpectedly, the gray-haired rat was helpless and simply left. It just jumped onto the rice jar to look for food, which was in vain.
The tabby cat howled again, which was clearly a message to the gray mouse. If you can get rid of the wire that the owner has tied around my neck, I will definitely cooperate with you to lift the lid of the rice jar.
The gray-haired rat stayed here for a while and then crawled out through the crack in the door. The tabby cat has been counting on the gray-haired mouse to find a solution for it, but until daybreak, the gray-haired mouse has not returned.
In the morning, Liu Mei was making breakfast, and Wang Meng helped cook. When he was about to use the pot of vegetable oil, Liu Mei snatched it over, glared at him and said: This pot of vegetable oil was stained by mice, didn't I tell you? can not eat. Then, place the oil pot on the side of the wall. There is not much vegetable oil in it.
Wang Meng said, since humans can’t eat it, let the animals eat it! He looked at the tabby cat and asked his wife for her opinion. Liu Mei took out an empty bowl from the vegetable cabinet, picked up the oil pot and poured out half a bowl of oil. The tabby cat meowed and looked at Liu Mei.
Liu Mei did not give half a bowl of oil to the tabby cat to enjoy, but put it on the end of a nearby chair. The tabby cat was tied by a wire and could only walk in a small circle. It could not reach it. Even if it turned around and used its hind legs, it could not reach it. Even when I pedaled, I couldn't reach the half bowl of oil, which was just a few inches away.
The oil was poured into the bowl, and a scent filled the room. The tabby cat smacked his mouth with greed, swirled his tongue around his mouth, and even licked and curled the white whiskers on his cheeks.
Wang Meng said it was not for the tabby cat to eat? Why put it out of reach?
The tabby cat was understanding. Seeing that Wang Meng sympathized with it, it looked at him and meowed. But Liu Mei frowned and said that the tabby cat wanted to eat the pot of oil. It bit open the lid of the pot with its mouth and let the mouse stuff its tail in to make it dirty. The tabby cat deserves death for doing this. Why do you still sympathize with it? ? In terms of food, we give it a bowl for every meal and we don't treat it badly. Why would it conspire with the mouse to sneak attack on the pot of vegetable oil? Although it is a beast, it is also a hateful domestic thief.
Wang Meng walked around the room and asked, "In this case, what do you mean by putting the half bowl of oil on the chair?"
Liu Mei pulled her husband aside and whispered for a while, but he stopped speaking. The couple had breakfast and went out. The door was still closed but not locked.
