Chapter 7 Mr. Cat Moves In
Mr. Cat walked into the room silently, jumped onto Xiaozhen's desk, and knocked the pen out of Xiaozhen's hand with one claw.
Xiao Zhen frowned: "What are you doing?"
"I've had enough. Keep your cheap sister away from me." Mr. Cat said. His words were very sharp, but his tone was unusually calm. Although Mr. Cat had only lived in his house for a few days, Xiao Zhen had already gotten used to the yin and yang feeling caused by the contrast between his calm tone and content.
"She just wants to play with you."
Captain Madara laughed, "She just dresses you up in cute little clothes."
"Yesterday she changed me into three stupid lace dresses in a row, and just now she put a stupid hat on me. I ask you to control your sister's behavior!"
"The human juvenile is just a little lively."
"Yes, the little girl is just lonely."
Both Xiaozhen and Captain Ban were delighted that Yanzhu's attention had been diverted and she had found a new playmate, and they were pleased and relieved to see Mr. Cat in his predicament.
While they were talking, Yan Zhu's footsteps approached, and Mr. Cat quickly got under the cabinet. "Tell her I'm not here." The door was pushed open, and Yan Zhu walked into the room.
"Xiao Mi, Xiao Mi?" She looked around, her eyes wandering among the furniture. "Brother Zhen, have you seen Xiao Mi?"
"It's called Mr. Cat." Xiao Zhen corrected the name. Mr. Cat was hiding under the cabinet, staring at him in the dark. He could feel that the resentful gaze was about to poke a hole in him, "I didn't see Mr. Cat."
"But I clearly saw Xiao Mi come in." Yan Zhu curled her lips, "Xiao Mi, Xiao Mi, where have you been..." Xiao Zhen suddenly felt her scalp tingling. This was the sign that her sister was planning to stay here and not leave.
"Little Mi..." She began to howl.
"What happened to Zhuzhu?" Yan's mother also came in. Yanzhu grabbed her mother and acted coquettishly, "Xiaomi is missing... I clearly saw it come in."
"Don't worry. Mom will help you find it." Yan's mother searched around the room. After a while, she leaned over and found Mr. Cat. "Xiao Mi is here."
At that moment, Xiaozhen felt that Mr. Cat was so terrified and dazed that he looked like he had seen a Yamuza alien vine-twisting mucus worm that wanted to eat him alive. Yan's mother reached out and forcibly dragged Mr. Cat out from under the cabinet. Yan Zhu burst into tears and smiled, hugging Mr. Cat tightly.
"Xiao Mi, let's go." Yan Zhu shouted happily. Xiao Zhen and Ji watched Mr. Cat being dragged away with a dead look on his face.
The chicken said, "He is cursing us."
"A stable peace always comes at a price," Xiao Zhen said frankly.
Yan Zhu didn't keep Mr. Cat for too long, because her favorite cartoon started. Every day at six o'clock, Yan Zhu would watch a cartoon called Lothar. Nothing could stop Yan Zhu from watching this cartoon. The cartoon tells the story of a fox named Lothar who was chivalrous and helped the weak.
In order to understand the local culture, Xiaozhen sometimes watches an episode.
He thought these colorful two-dimensional pictures were quite interesting, but the interpersonal relationships among the characters were a bit too simple and crude.
Xiao Zhen hopes that interpersonal interactions in human society can be as simple as in cartoons, or that everyone’s IQ can be lowered.
The real human beings are really complicated. Just the Liu Xingquan he had recently come into contact with was enough to make Xiao Zhen's head full of questions and he was completely confused.
Chicken and Mr. Cat watched the animation from a completely different perspective, which was unexpected for Xiaozhen.
Mr. Cat has a lot of complaints about the fox protagonist in the cartoon.
"I don't remember fox-folk being so moral," it said.
The fox people Mr. Cat mentioned are a race of intelligent creatures from the planet Kanta. They look similar to foxes here and can walk upright. This group is basically harmless and is well-known in the interstellar world for being cunning and slippery traders.
Their reputation is not notorious, and they are far from the good morals advocated by primate intelligent creatures such as honesty and justice. Almost all interstellar travelers have been cheated by fox merchants.
Xiao Zhen said: "It's just a cartoon, a fox created by human imagination."
The fox protagonist in this picture is distributing the ill-gotten gains stolen from the villains to the poor. "This is wealth that belongs to everyone!" Lothar shouted, and the poor cheered.
Captain Ban cursed: "Bullshit! I have never seen a fox man willing to spit out a penny."
Xiao Zhen said: "It's just a cartoon, a fox created by human imagination."
Mr. Cat sneered: "Haha. You don't want to know how the last fox profiteer cheated me."
Xiao Zhen: "I don't want to know."
Mr. Cat said to himself, " When I was on vacation in Allen Star, I lived in a better body at that time. In order to make the house cleaner, I imprudently ordered an automatic cleaning servant from a fox. I admit that the price was very cheap. But I thought at least a cleaning robot would be delivered. In the end, do you know what the damn fox sent?"
The chicken asked, "What was sent?"
Mr. Cat said angrily, "They sent a zombie! A zombie that was forced to do nothing but cleaning!"
Xiao Zhen blinked. "I've heard of this. There is a trade industry that uses brainwashed zombies as labor."
"If the zombie only knew how to clean, I could accept that. But the zombie needs to drink fresh blood every day. If I don't give it to him, he will vomit a lot of mucus in my room and slack off. I have to buy fresh blood for my zombie every day and spray the room with three times the amount of deodorant. By the way, the fresh blood is also sold by the fox profiteers, and a 20% service fee is added."
“…”
Mr. Cat glared angrily at the fox in the cartoon.
The chicken said, "Actually, there is a fox merchant here."
"What did you say?"
"Yes, he's in this city, very close to here." Ji said, "This is the only alien trader I've come across in my six months of exploration here. He's also the only alien trader I know of with a legal license."
"you mean?"
The chicken said seriously: "We just have no choice, this is the only one."
Xiaozhen & Mr. Cat: "..."
Yan An picked up the books scattered on the ground one by one.
Someone also threw the books in his bag downstairs while he was away.
This is the second time today.
It was not surprising that such a thing happened. A junior high school student he tutored lost valuables worth tens of thousands of yuan at home, and the student's mother insisted that he had stolen them. He still remembered the mother's bloodshot eyes and her scolding of him. First at his home, and then at the police station.
Yesterday, the mother went directly to the school. She went straight to the principal's office and angrily criticized the school for not being strict in discipline and educating such a morally corrupt student. Her voice was so sharp and loud that everyone on the entire floor could hear it. Students were whispering to each other, and even the cleaners were talking about it. In the corridor between classrooms, students looked at him with contempt. He returned to the classroom and sat down, and heard someone behind him say, "A pretentious thief."
Two days ago, Yan An was a good student in the eyes of the teacher and a role model for the students, but now he has become a stain on the class. He dusted off the books he had just picked up downstairs and stuffed them into the drawer. Wei Hongzhuo, who was sitting next to him, was laughing and talking to others.
Yan An knew he was definitely talking about him. There was a small group in the class centered around Wei Hongzhuo. Wei Hongzhuo's family was rich, he was generous and liked to laugh, he was quite popular, and he had a group of followers around him. They had been rivals since the first year of high school, and Wei Hongzhuo probably looked down on his shabby air from the beginning.
He opened his pencil case, and two caterpillars were looking at him from inside. The classmates in the class laughed shrilly. It was so boring. Putting bugs in pencil cases was a trick that only elementary school students would do to scare girls. Did they want to see me scream? Yan An couldn't help but doubt the mental age of the classmates who teased him. He grabbed the two caterpillars with paper and threw them into the trash can without any expression.
Most of the students were laughing, except Wei Hongzhuo, who had a gloomy expression and pursed his lips.
The bell rang, and the physics teacher came to the podium. Yan An shouted as usual: "Stand up!"
The moment he sat down , the place where the chair should have been became empty, and Yan An sat down on the ground. The people around him burst into laughter. The physics teacher angrily slammed the podium and asked what they were doing. Wei Hongzhuo still looked at him gloomily.
Yan An felt pain in his buttocks.
"Before the police come to a conclusion, I think their behavior is mentally retarded," Yan An said to his class teacher.
The head teacher frowned: "What's going on? Why are they still causing trouble? I have to talk to them one by one. Tell me who they are?"
Yan An smiled bitterly. Snitching is what classmates hate the most. If he reports his name here, even if he can clear his name afterwards, he will never get along well with his classmates again. Besides, it is useless to talk about it. Some idiots just want to see me, the class monitor, suffer. The teacher and the principal have done enough for him.
The head teacher looked at him curiously: "Yan An, to be honest , you surprised me."
"What?"
"If a normal classmate encounters something like this, they would either be at a loss, panic or lose their mind due to anger. Of course I believe you. But you act too calm. Yan An, aren't you angry about being wronged?"
How could he not be angry? Yan An recalled the day when that shrew came to his house and made trouble. His parents were so angry that they trembled all over, and the neighbors stood on the corridor and stairs and pointed at them. Finally, his father roared like crazy: "No matter how poor our family is, my son is definitely not a thief!!"
At that moment, his anger seemed to be vented along with his father's roar, and all that was left was deep fatigue.
Yan An said calmly: "There are no signs that their house has been ransacked, so it's obvious that the crime was committed by someone they know. Since it was committed by someone they know, the police must have already locked on a few targets. There will be results in a few days."
He walked along the corridor towards the classroom. Before he entered the classroom, he heard several classmates chattering.
"I never thought that our squad leader is actually a thief."
"Yeah, I really can't tell."
"Didn't the teacher say that things are not certain at all?"
"I think it might be him. His family is really poor... We are both in high school and he is still working outside. It's hard to say whether he is just confused for a moment..."
"Stop talking!" A female voice interrupted their discussion. Yan An stood at the door and looked towards the classroom.
Luo Qingxi stood up and said in a firm voice, "The police didn't say he was a thief. What are you guys guessing about here? I believe Yan An." Her wrists rested softly on the table, and her shining eyes stared at the classmates who were gossiping.
The anger that had subsided suddenly surged up again. Yan An felt like a bird trapped in a cage, struggling desperately but unable to make a sound. His anger was running wild in his chest, and he was anxious to find a way out. He wanted to scream, to rush into the classroom and yell at everyone, to make them terrified by his madness. He didn't need anyone's sympathy, not even hers...
But in the end, he walked into the classroom with a calm expression, greeted his classmates as usual, and sat down in his seat without even looking at Luo Qingxi.
