A woman in her thirties was standing downstairs, with her hair tied to the right side and a lady's hairstyle.
She held a spray bottle of disinfectant in her hand and kept spraying the road surface. The small nozzle made a strange sound.
Puff puff puff.
The convenience store proprietress was doing disinfection work at the door. When she turned around and looked up, she happened to see Kemen leaning against the second-floor window.
"Mr. Ke got up so early." The wife smiled softly.
On the horizon, the sun jumped out of the thick clouds, and the sunlight penetrated the thin clouds, making the sky extremely pure.
The city made of steel forests was illuminated by the golden morning sun, and the light spread all the way from the distant streets to the rear.
The wife's shadow was clearly reflected, extending into the shape of several tentacles on the ground.
Kemen blinked, and his wife still stood there gently, smiling at him, with no change in her shadow.
He must have been dazzled.
At this time, a petite girl came out, wearing a loose T-shirt with a small octopus pattern. When she shook her head, the ponytail behind her also swayed.
She smiled and waved her little hands, her eyes were pure and bright under her bangs, and she wore a mask and shouted in a muffled voice: "Good morning, Brother Amon!"
"Good morning." Kemen said leaning against the window, "I woke up early today. Do you have any small fish here?"
"Yes, if you want to eat, I'll give it to you, no charge." The landlady said with a smile.
Kemeng is her landlord, so it is not difficult to give her two packages of dried fish.
"Don't be so polite, I just bought a pack to try."
Just as Ke Meng was about to go downstairs, the daughter of the convenience store proprietress volunteered: "Brother Amon, I'll give it to you."
"Thank you." When Kemen heard someone bringing it up, he stopped going down.
The sun shone on the girl's face, and she smiled even more happily, but the mask covered her smile.
"Let's get pancakes and soy milk too." Ke Meng saw the cart that had just been rolled out downstairs, with soy milk, fried dough sticks and pancakes on it.
"good!"
The girl quickly packed up the soy milk and fried dough sticks.
Ke Meng transferred money directly to the other party on WeChat, and then waited for the other party to leave breakfast and dried fish at the door.
He is the landlord of this building. He has two four-story properties in his name, of which the third and fourth floors are rented out, the first floor is rented to others as shops, and the other property is over there from his hometown.
Even if he doesn't look for a job, his little life is still very nourishing.
The place where Ke Meng lived was on the second floor, and soon there was a knocking sound from the door.
Chen Momo's lively voice sounded outside the door: "Open the door!"
Ke Meng opened the door wearing a mask and saw the girl holding a small bag and looking behind Ke Meng, but there was nothing.
"What are you looking at?" Kemeng asked doubtfully.
"Didn't see anything."
The girl shook her head, and her ponytail swayed behind her.
Kemeng saw Chen Momo's new hair accessory, which was a hairpin clipped to his hair and looked like a red Q version of a small octopus.
"Newly bought hair accessories?" Ke Meng pointed to the Q-version hair accessory on the girl's head.
"Yes, isn't it cute?" Chen Momo stared at Kemeng, showing off to him with joy on his face.
"Well, it's quite cute." Kemen commented.
The girl left happily and trotted downstairs happily.
Back in the bedroom, the big-faced cat was still squatting in the cat bowl, without changing its body orientation, and its face was still glaring in the direction of the camera.
There are two bags of dried fish, pancake fruits and soy milk in the small bag.
Kemen squatted down, tore open the package of dried fish, took out a piece of dried fish, and handed it to the big-faced cat's mouth.
I heard that cats not only eat cat food, but also eat meat, milk, bread and other things.
Ke Meng had never raised a cat, but he thought that this big-faced cat was different from ordinary cats. This cat could survive by eating a piece of dried fish a day. It might have mysterious power to maintain the body's energy supply and demand. The dried fish was only a superficial demand.
The dried fish was brought to his mouth, but the big-faced cat's mouth didn't move.
Pass it deeper and poke the dried fish head into the cat's mouth. The resistance is very light and it can be easily inserted into the cat's mouth.
At this point, the big-faced cat still had a fixed expression and no reaction at all.
"You're not going to die, are you?"
Kemen tried to push the dried fish deeper. The dried fish seemed to have entered the change hole of the vending machine. It went in a little further and then disappeared.
Ke Meng blinked. He didn't see clearly how the other party ate, so he fed him another small dried fish.
As soon as half of the fish tail entered his mouth, Kemeng immediately took out the fish tail. Only the tail part of the small dried fish was left, and the fish head and middle of the fish that were stuffed into the mouth disappeared without a trace.
"Fuck!"
Kemen didn't expect the process of feeding the cat to be so scary.
This is not eating. It even omits the process of eating. The mouth is like the money slot of a coin machine. Small dried fish disappears when you put it in the mouth.
He took half a step back and stared at the big-faced cat for half a minute. He saw that it was still so silly, with a fixed expression and no malicious tendencies.
Maybe I misunderstood it?
Kemen turned back to the kitchen to get a pair of chopsticks, picked up the remaining half of the fish tail with the chopsticks, stuffed it into its mouth, and then pulled the chopsticks out of its mouth.
The small dried fish disappeared, but the wooden chopsticks remained intact.
According to the strange feeding knowledge that the big-faced cat instilled into Kemeng, he did not need to poop or pee. One piece of dried fish every day was enough.
The people in Mao Lian Village usually feed it like this, and there is no malnutrition or physical collapse.
Kemeng put the bag of dried small fish aside, viewed the video recorded by the camera frame by frame, and analyzed the feeding process.
In the camera shooting, the middle part of the mouth where the dried fish enters is exactly covered by black shadow. The small dried fish will disappear when it enters that dividing line, but the wooden chopsticks will not disappear.
Ke Meng opened the small notebook and wrote down with a pen:
"During feeding, the dried small fish disappeared, but the wooden chopsticks were still there. Does this mean that the big-faced cat does not eat wooden objects?"
"The expression is fixed because it has stopped thinking."
"When there is something strange around you, looking into its eyes for fifteen seconds can increase your knowledge of the strange thing. This is the key point and should be circled."
"The safety of the big-faced cat is temporarily listed as questionable."
This is his little habit of note-taking. Whenever he becomes interested in something, he will habitually analyze it and record it.
Ke Meng turned the small book forward and could see various analysis records he had done before.
For example:
"Is it possible to start a fire in the wild with a mobile phone battery? It is possible! I lit a haystack on fire, and finally used a fire extinguisher to put out the fire safely."
"Is the "Quantum Wave Reading Method" spread online true? Fake! After reading it for a long time, I didn't remember a single word. "
"Is the Bixian game real? It's fake! Man-made control!"
There was a series of analysis records in it, most of which were meaningless. He felt that this record could be classified as a grand prize for human confusing behavior.
As time passed quietly, he remembered something.
This cat comes from another world. Could it be carrying germs from another world?
But it was useless to think about it now. The big-faced cat had been in the house from the moment he woke up. No matter how hard he tried to prevent it, it would be useless. If there were any germs, they would have definitely penetrated into his body.
Kemen decided to quarantine at home for a while.
Recently, due to the pneumonia epidemic, it is quite normal to be quarantined at home.
However, the city where he is located has gradually started to reopen, and people can wear masks and go to the streets to work or eat something.
The mother and daughter also wore masks when working downstairs. All necessary measures have been taken. I hope nothing happens to them.
After thinking about it, Kemen added one more record in his notebook:
"Big-faced cats may carry germs from other worlds, so they should be quarantined at home for a while."
Then he thought of the girl and her mother downstairs, and added a note in his notebook: "Pay attention to the health of the tenants downstairs."
What kind of attention method? Of course, use QQ to ask if there are any signs of discomfort.
But it's too early now. I'll ask again in the evening, and then ask once a day.
Kemen patted the silly cat on the head with a paper roll, "Can you talk?"
