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    Feng Qing felt that Li Qi was a very kind child.

    Although he was always expressionless and seemed to be mute, but after going out for a walk, he picked up a cat inexplicably and came back.

    One, fat as hell, cat.

    Feng Qing himself is only in the cloud raising state for cats.

    She is the kind of person who likes cats very much, but hates giving cats hair and shit, so she likes a lot of cats, but she never thought about raising them herself.

    But Li Qi said that he wanted to raise this cat, and he would also be responsible for shoveling the cat's shit.

    Then Feng Qing has free and no cleaning cats to play with, she feels very happy, and even ordered a lot of cat items on Taobao.

    Just one question.

    ...At night, Feng Qing stroked the cat's fur. This is a big orange and a cute little sister.

    This big orange is oily and smooth, Feng Qing thinks she must be a famous village flower in Shili Ba Village, and she was kidnapped by Li Qi for some unknown reason.

    She lowered her head and buried herself in the basin, eating the cat food Li Qi made for her.

    "Oh, it's worthy of being a big orange, look at the appetite." As soon as Feng Qing finished sighing, she suddenly heard Li Qi from the kitchen come out.

    Before she could speak to Li Qi, Feng Qing suddenly heard a loud roar from the big orange next to her, and the whole cat exploded.

    "I'm going, come again?" Feng Qing looked at the frying cat and poked her arched back curiously. The cat didn't care about being poked on her back. Just staring at Li Qi over there.

    It feels very comfortable.

    Li Qi glanced at the cat lightly.

    This cat should have been wandering for a long time, very human, so I remembered his face.

    After the cat woke up from the dizziness this morning, it let out a harsh howl when it saw Li Qi's face, and then desperately tried to escape from the inn.

    Then she was locked by Li Qi's murderous aura.

    Li Qi walked over quietly. The closer he got to the cat, the more the cat's fur exploded. By the time he walked to the cat's side, the cat had already exploded. A hairball.

    But she didn't run.

    "Here you are." Li Qi poured the fried fish from his plate into the food bowl in front of the cat.

    Then he walked away without a word.

    After Li Qi left the room, the cat slowly relaxed, she turned back into a meat ball again, and then lay down and continued to eat.

    "Rahm…"

    "Are you a cat or a pig?" Feng Qing poked her back and said, "You can't even eat a pig."

    "Also, don't kill Li Qi in the future. He cooks all your meals and shovels your shit.

    Feng Qing has never raised any other cats. This is her first close encounter with a real cat, so she sighed in her heart that a cat is indeed a strange animal.

    How could Li Qi, who was in charge of cooking and shoveling feces for him, dislike her so much, and she was always stuck by this cat when she left it alone?

    Because the cat is very fat, she was later named Li Xihe.

    …

    Don't get caught up in this causal relationship.

    In fact, when Feng Qing heard the name for the first time, she was also shocked.

    Of course, the name is not from her, but from Li Qi.

    In fact, what shocked Feng Qing was not that she, a seemingly ordinary little guy, actually asked a few literate people in the village to name a cat, she was just shocked , why would anyone give a cat such a name.

    At first she just wanted to call her Qiuqiu, or orange pig or something.

    "I asked Sun Xiucai, he said that in ancient times there was a goddess representing the sun, her name was Xihe." Li Qishen said seriously, "So this cat's His name is Li Xihe."

    ...No, she doesn't understand the cause and effect of your words at all. Why should the sun goddess name be put on a cat? And why does this cat have a surname?

    Feng Qing was a little dazed. She felt that Li Qi's current actions were more suitable for his daughter's full moon wine, not for the current scene.

    She saw through Li Qi's cat slave attributes at that moment. Of course, in ancient times, if a person called a cat a son or a daughter, it would be considered insane. It's just that Feng Qing, a person from modern times, is no stranger to this, so he is very calm.

    "But then again, why did you name a cat Li Xihe?" Feng Qing couldn't help but ask again before going to bed at night.

    She was really curious, as if a little hand was scratching her heart.

    Li Qi was silent for a while, then said: "Because the sun is brighter than the stars, the stars can't hurt the sun."

    …

    Feng Qing waited quietly for ten seconds, and then Li Qi had nothing to say.

    This, this is the end? Feng Qing was a little at a loss.

    What does this explain?

    She looked at the back of Li Qi leaving, and felt that she could not understand this guy more and more.

    She decided to call the cat Li Xiaoqi.

    No matter what this guy Li Qi says, today this cat has to call her Li Xiaoqi.

    Li Xiaoqi is really an extremely smart guy, I don’t know if she sees through Li Qi’s nature as a migrant worker, so she sticks to Feng Qing all day long, whether it is When Feng Qing was eating melon seeds or watching TV series, she would not come down.

    Feng Qing watched TV series while smashing the sunflower seeds.

    Recently, the forum gave her a trick to let her watch some martial arts dramas and supplement her knowledge. Feng Qing thinks this suggestion is more reliable.

    After all, if you watch martial arts dramas day and night in modern times, it can be regarded as a bit of a business, but in the martial arts world, it can be regarded as reading textbooks! No guilt at all.

    So she started to fish with peace of mind these days, starting with Jin Yong, and adding duck necks and melon seeds while watching.

    Yesterday Feng Qing watched Xiaoao Jianghu. She not only watched TV dramas, but also found movies to watch. She drooled while watching.

    Alas, she also wants to be a hero, but unfortunately she is not physically fit enough.

    At this moment, Feng Qing's cell phone rang next to her, and she took it out to take a look.

    [It's been good recently. 】

    Feng Qing was frightened in the middle of the night.

    This news looks ordinary on the surface, but in fact it is really ordinary.

    Only its sender is peculiar.

    This was sent to her by her boss.

    Feng Qing got up and said flatteringly, [Boss, why did you suddenly appear? Any instructions please? 】

    She can't see the boss, but she doesn't dare to lose her flattering smile.

    [No instructions, just thought you've done well so far. 】

    Such a capable tone could never be her dead fat boss, Feng Qingquan regarded it as invisible.

    She continued to say flatteringly, [Boss, in fact, you praised me very happy... However, our store's recent business does not seem to be that good. 】

    Except for the ingot received by the broken cabinet, Feng Qing did not earn much.

      One hundred yuan in it is precious, after all, one hundred yuan can buy thirty-three bottles of Coke. And this ingot can't even buy a bottle of Coke.

    She also went out and turned around a few times, but the production capacity in ancient times was also limited, those little things can be purely playthings, and the powder fabrics are also quite retro. , but the clothes styles of the largest tailoring shop in the town are not as many as those in an ordinary Hanfu shop on Taobao.

    And those fat powders... The heavy metal content of ancient fat powders generally exceeds the standard. Feng Qing does not know whether this statement is true or false, but she also does not dare to put this thing in casually. Call on your face.

    At the present time, she still follows the bloggers on the video website to learn the ancient method of making rouge every day.

    So on the whole, how much money the store makes has nothing to do with her at all, she still counts on the four thousand yuan that is called every month from the bank card to live.

    Feng Qing feels that she may have reached a state of indifference to fame and fortune under certain circumstances.

    This leads to Feng Qing sometimes feeling that it doesn't matter if customers give more or less.

    Besides, this small town in the south of the Yangtze River has a small population, and even the most popular store may not have such a large number of customers. How can she bear a good evaluation from her boss?

    [You don't need to worry about it. 】 Her boss said in a particularly domineering tone, 【I am very satisfied. 】

    Ok, you're satisfied.

    Feng Qing never said anything,

    After she was polite with the boss, she tentatively asked, [Then ask the boss, in a few days it will be the end of the month, I usually go home in those days, look at my work now With a little change, can I still…]

    【You can go home to visit relatives. 】

    Feng Qing suddenly froze.

    She was stunned for so long that she didn't pay much attention to what the boss said next.

    It wasn't until WeChat kept ringing that Feng Qing suddenly came back to her senses, holding her phone like a treasure.

    [But, you have to remember, you have to stick to the current state, otherwise...] After the two words were said, there was no movement at all, leaving Feng Qing alone. looking at the phone.

    She was stunned for a long, long time, and then suddenly twirled and jumped in place for a long time.

    After her biggest wish was resolved, Feng Qing began to feel that her life could be completely flattened.

    Have money and a house, have new clothes to wear, have games to play, have Coke to drink, don’t have to work hard, go home regularly every month, and now even have roommates to help with cooking and cleaning plus raising cats , this kind of life can really kill 90% of the people in this world.

    There is only one thing Feng Qing still doesn't understand.

    She suddenly raised her head, and she thought at a loss what the boss meant when she said "just stick to the way it is now"?

    Is she keeping her in this state of salted fish?

    hssssssssssssssssssssssssssss Let people fish.

    My boss is really unusual. Feng Qing propped her chin with one hand and nodded deeply.

    Bosses, are you watching?

    What is a pattern.