Sitting in the Jinbei van, Zhang Zian drove in the direction of the pet shop.
The speed of the van was very slow, even too slow. Other vehicles often honked at him from behind, urging him to go faster and not block the road.
He calmly ignored these honks. If you have the ability, you can overtake me. Anyway, I am driving so slowly. Come and bite me?
Especially when turning, he played the principle of "stop first, look second, pass third" to the extreme. He would rather wait than rush, and he drove like he was walking on thin ice.
He was so careful because although the tires of the van had been changed, he still could not trust it.
It was also because he was driving very slowly that when he approached the pet shop, he noticed a cardboard box on the side of the road.
It was not strange to have cardboard boxes on the side of the road.
But the problem was that he also saw an old grandmother riding a broken and small tricycle, riding very slowly. There was a Pomeranian in the back of the tricycle, and there were some empty bottles and waste cardboard boxes. Obviously, it was a very common elderly scavenger. The old grandmother also saw the cardboard box, and she had no reason not to pick it up.
She stopped the tricycle, patted the head of the Pomeranian, as if to let it wait obediently, not move, and not scream. Then she trembled to pick up the cardboard box.
Up to this point, everything was very logical.
However, when she bent down to pick up the cardboard box, she seemed to be very surprised. She picked it up and put it down again. She stared at it awkwardly and looked around for help.
Zhang Zian could turn a blind eye to this, but it was lunch time, and there were no pedestrians on the road. The old grandmother seemed to need help, so he stepped on the brakes.
The Jinbei van, which was moving at a turtle speed, stopped on the side of the road, very close to the old grandmother's tricycle.
Zhang Zian got out of the car, walked over and asked, "Old lady, are you not feeling well?"
The old grandmother slowly turned her head. There were a few patches on her clothes, but they were not dirty or smelly.
Zhang Zian seemed to have seen her somewhere, maybe when he passed by.
The Pomeranian in the tricycle made two nervous sounds, as if it thought he was a bad person.
"Ah … I'm fine, I'm fine." The old grandmother stroked her chest and pointed to the cardboard box on the ground. "I was shocked. I was about to pick up the cardboard box, but it suddenly moved. There seemed to be something alive inside …"
Something alive?
Zhang Zian looked down at the cardboard box.
It was obviously a delivery box, about 30cm x 30cm x 60cm in size. The top side of the box still had a delivery seal that had not been torn off. As for the sender, recipient, and contents, they were all blurred.
Just as he was looking, the cardboard box moved again. He was a little surprised and took half a step back.
The Pomeranian barked even more, but it was tied up in the car and could do nothing but bark.
"Young man, be careful …" The old granny said worriedly, "I've been picking up trash for more than ten years. Many people throw everything away. I heard that there are even people who raise snakes and poisonous spiders. They don't want to raise them anymore, so they just throw them away. The poisonous spider is very big. You have to be careful …"
She was worried about Zhang Zian. What if he opened the cardboard box and was bitten by a poisonous snake or spider?
Zhang Zian had the same concerns.
It was like …
What did it look like …
There was a noun buried in the depths of his mind, but he couldn't recall it at the moment. The general idea was … before you opened the box, you would never know what was inside.
"You have to open it and see. If it's really dangerous, what if it hurts someone?" he said.
"That's true … but be careful!" The old granny said.
She walked back to the side of the tricycle shakily, found a pair of dirty cloth gloves, and handed them to him embarrassedly. "How about … you put on the gloves? It can protect you a little … "
Zhang Zian accepted her kindness, put on the gloves, and said, "Please move a little further away. I'm afraid I'll hit you when I dodge."
"Okay."
The old granny took a few steps back and worried for him.
The cardboard box did not open from the top, but two boxes were buckled together. If he wanted to see what was inside, he had to lift the top box.
Zhang Zian carefully lifted the top box, but did not completely open it. He only revealed a narrow gap, so that if there was a dangerous animal inside, there was still time to buckle it again.
Judging from the movement of the animal inside, it would not be too small, so it should not be able to get out of this narrow gap.
He glanced into the dark gap with the help of the noon sun.
The unknown hidden in the black box could be anything, but as long as he took a look, it would be …
What was it?
He couldn't remember, but he had already seen it, so there was no unknown.
Inside was a pair of bright, shining eyes.
He recognized them at once. They were the eyes of a cat. There was no mistake. If the son of a pet shop could recognize the cat's eyes wrongly, then he could live broadcast himself eating a keyboard.
Those eyes were shining brightly in the dark box, shining with a silver-gray light, but it contained a bottomless fear and a desire for light.
"Meow …"
It whined softly in the box, as if to say, "Let me out."
Zhang Zian's mind suddenly seemed to be hit hard, and the blood in his whole body suddenly rushed to the top of his head. His whole body was in a state of stiffness, as if two stormy waves had collided in his mind.
"Young man, what's inside …?" The old granny was very worried. Although he asked her to stay away, she saw him frozen and came over to pat his shoulder.
Zhang Zian came back to his senses and quickly said, "It's not a dangerous animal, it's a cat."
As he spoke, he opened the box.
A black and white kitten cowered in the corner of the cardboard box, squinting in the face of the strong sunlight.
"Ah! It turned out to be a kitten! I was worried for a long time! "
The old granny didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She sighed, "The older people get, the more timid they are! They're useless … "
As she spoke, she turned and walked to the tricycle, slowly stepping onto the seat.
"This cat …" Zhang Zian turned and said.
The old granny looked back and lovingly at the Pomeranian in the back of the tricycle. "I can't even afford to raise a puppy. That cat, if you like it, take it home … The weather is getting colder and colder. If it stays here, it will definitely be bullied. I heard that some gangsters nearby like to abuse cats … If you really can't raise it, then there's no other way. Leave it here. Don't close the box. Maybe a kind-hearted person will see it and take it home."
After that, she slowly rode away on the tricycle.
The Pomeranian stopped barking and kept looking back at him, and … the cat.
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