I will still be a god in this life

Chapter 28 A cat he raised in the Tang Dynasty
For Yao Jing'an, the house assigned by her grandfather's workplace is the "home" she remembers deeply.

Home is not as simple as a house.

It’s not just that a few people living together are called “home”.

It is imprinted into the soul, and when I think about it, I feel beautiful, warm, joyful and relaxed. I always feel that when I return to that place, I can block all the disasters, darkness, depression and suffering outside.

There is home.

Yao Jing'an looked around. Some places in this house had changed, but many traces in her memory were still clearly left.

The balcony where she and her brother often lay down to do homework was still covered with the wooden board that helped to flatten the homework books. Presumably, the wooden board still had the markings of the ballpoint pen and knife left by her writing and drawing.

She would sometimes hide in the thick and heavy closet to eat snacks, close the closet door while she was eating, and sleep inside. Then her parents would search for a while, and only her brother who came home suddenly would rush to the closet door. She was caught immediately.

There is also the coffee table where the little fairy was lying on her stomach just now. There is a pattern of two little people fighting carved by Yao Jing'an on it. The little person with two sticks on the head represents the ponytail. She is Yao Jing'an. She is putting the other lying on the table. The little man who represents the elder brother on the ground is suppressing and beating him.

The middle wall of Yao Jing'an and her brother's bedroom records the height growth of the two brothers and sisters. How many centimeters did Yao Jing'an have on a certain day in a certain year, how tall was Zhou Fuxi at what age... The gradually increasing lines represent the growth of the two brothers and sisters. Growing up also means that the days when this family will be sealed in memory are getting closer.

When Wednesday was born, he was in the hospital and then moved to a new house. How could he, a person who had never lived in this home for a day, tear his and his brother's home into pieces?
Yao Jing'an couldn't understand and couldn't accept it. Now that her brother had moved here, Yao Jing'an lived on campus, and her parents were around Wednesday all day long. Didn't they think that their family had already changed beyond recognition?
"In short, we brothers and sisters work together and we are as powerful as gold." Yao Jing'an sniffed and said in an urgent tone, "I have made a sprint plan for you in the last few days of the summer."

After saying that, she took out the work and rest schedule from getting up at 05:30 in the morning to going to bed at 10 o'clock in the evening, with two meals a day and [-] minutes to go to the toilet and wash up, and put it in front of Zhou Fuxi.

"Sun Jing's head hangs from the beam, Su Qin's cone stabs the buttocks, and Che Yin's bag Yingying Yingxue, that's all." Zhou Fuxi has not studied hard for a long time, and it is a bit difficult to understand this work and rest schedule.

Logically speaking, now that the national economy is developing rapidly, all walks of life need a large number of talents, especially in the 360 ​​industry. In the era when the number one in the industry is high, everyone has more opportunities, but why do you feel that the pressure to study is even greater? ?
Thinking about the fact that everyone needs to work so hard, only [-]% should be studying for the rejuvenation of China, and the remaining [-]% should be based on a little selfish desire to improve life or achieve a class jump.

Recalling Zhou Zehua's era, even the saying "study is useless" was very popular, but there were indeed a group of illiterate people in society who could thrive just by being bold and daring, or adding a little cunning and black heart. A miracle of wealth.

At that time, Zhou Zehua led a group of people to produce "Bazhen Liquid". One of his colleagues used sugar water to color it, and then sold it to students as a brain supplement... Some parents gave it to their children and said it was very effective.

Why does it work?When children study hard, their brains need to consume a lot of sugar. Drinking some sugar water will certainly be effective.

As for children who don’t study hard and it’s useless to drink this, parents must also know that they can’t blame the health supplements.

"It's just your last year, and you have to work hard. If you don't work hard in your youth, it's better to fight backwards. If you don't work hard in your senior year, you will have to risk your life in the future."

Yao Jing'an couldn't wait to devote himself to studying with his brother. He opened the pages of the book and pressed his head to study.

The girl's fresh body fragrance hit his face. Her smooth palms pressed on Zhou Fuxi's neck, feeling a little itchy. It reminded Zhou Fuxi of a cat he had raised. It always tried to climb on him and do all kinds of things to express his feelings. It can do whatever it wants to him.

"You are such a cliché..." Zhou Fuxi couldn't help but want to laugh, and stretched out his hand to push her away, "I can learn, but I study to understand and observe the universe in human eyes, not for exams."

Yao Jing'an couldn't help but froze for a moment, moved her hands away from his neck, took a few steps back and looked at him again.

When I first walked in today, I felt something was wrong with my brother, but his smile had that familiar feeling.

Now he actually says that learning is to understand the universe?Something is getting wrong. "You know a hammer. You will be a senior in high school soon, do you know? If it is not for exams, studying at this time is meaningless. When will you learn about the universe? When you finish the college entrance examination, let alone understand the universe, you will go to the universe You can do whatever you want." Yao Jing'an was so angry that he didn't even bother to calmly compare what was different between him today and before.

Zhou Fuxi laughed. You must know that when Yao Jing'an was born, he originally wanted to have a sister in this life, so he made some arrangements. Now he sees her alive and kicking, and her temperament and personality are also very lovable.

So he raised his hand and wanted to touch Yao Jing'an's head. To his surprise, this girl who was always proud and clucking like a little hen that had just laid eggs actually sat beside him consciously. She lowered her head slightly so that he could raise his hand just above her head and caress her.

It turns out that she likes to be touched on the head, and it just so happens that Zhou Fuxi also likes to touch other people's heads.

"The Immortal Touches My Head" is a poem summed up by people who discovered that immortals like to touch other people's heads.

"Don't think that just by touching my head, you can get rid of my anger. Unless you learn quickly!" Yao Jing'an continued to cross his arms and tried to widen his eyes to let his brother know that he was not Just joking.

Just because she was still being touched on the head, her aura was not as strong as she expected, and her face was slightly hot. After all, she was not a child anymore. It seemed a bit childish for such a grown-up person to still like having her head touched.

Even so, she didn't dodge. Her brother hadn't touched her head like this for a long, long time.

Girls all like to have their heads touched by people close to them. This is a skill with a control effect, which is especially effective for Yao Jing'an. Zhou Fuxi found that she would slowly squint her eyes and lips like a cat when her scalp was scratched. He also pursed his lips.

"Do you think I'm a cat?" Yao Jing'an noticed that her brother had changed from touching her head to inserting his fingers into her hair. He actually pinched the back of her neck and lifted it up. He suddenly came to his senses and urged: "No. People who study are not even qualified to dream about girls turning into cats!”

Zhou Fuxi stared at Yao Jing'an, not expecting that she would say this.

He hesitated for a moment before telling a story.

"A cat that can turn into a girl is not a fantasy that modern people have started to have. It can be traced back to the Sui and Tang Dynasties. There is a record in "Foreign Object Chronicles": a civet cat is one body and acts as yin and yang. That is to say, there is a kind of cat, which After practicing, you can turn into a handsome boy when you meet a woman, and you can turn into a charming girl when you meet a man. Once I met a cat, it was stupid and could only turn into a girl, and it wanted to tame me as its cat slave. …”

Zhou Fuxi's hand let go of Yao Jing'an's slender neck and continued to caress the top of her head. As he was immersed in memories, a soft smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unknowingly. He continued:

"How could I be subdued by it? I just give it some dried meat, dried fish, or even leftovers from time to time, and it thinks I have become its cat slave. Either squatting on my shoulders, or He got into my arms and wandered around me most of the time, looking around vigilantly, for fear that I would be caught by another cat...

...It said that other cats are all coquettish bitches and will definitely catch many cat slaves, but it only needs me as a cat slave, so I must treat it well, otherwise I will never meet it like this again. Good cat now. "

"What happened next? What happened next?" His brother paused, but Yao Jing'an couldn't wait to ask. This story is a bit interesting, mainly because it makes people feel inexplicably immersed in it.

"Later, it kept following me and wanted to teach me how to practice. It said it wanted me to live forever so that it could enslave me forever... I didn't learn it, and it forced me to learn it just like you, so I just Pretending to study. I was actually a scholar at that time, so I took it to Chang'an to study, to the White Horse Temple, to the palace, and even met Wu Meiniang...

...Later, I encountered a powerful enemy that I had to face alone, and I fought out of my body.It thought I was dead, so it kept guarding my body, and then it starved to death itself... When I came back, there was only a little bit of fur and bones left on the ground, and the crows had eaten all the meat. , the little claws were tightly hooked on my clothes.I think as a cat, it should not be afraid of crows, why do you think it is like this..."

Zhou Fuxi sighed softly, and the gentleness in his eyes seemed to be like water bubbles emerging from the bottom of the sea. It took hundreds or thousands of years before they surfaced, and wrapped Yao Jing'an with a "goop" .

He smiled and put down the hand that was stroking Yao Jing'an's head.
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All kinds of requests, everyone must read it, the story of the cat and the scholar in this life.

(End of this chapter)