The next morning.
When Zhang Zian opened the shutter door, he was surprised to see an unexpected guest at the door.
Meow!
A little guy was curled up in the corner of a shoebox, looking at him anxiously and meowing weakly.
Not to mention Zhang Zian, who had appraised countless cats, even Little Celery, who was not allowed to keep pets at home, blurted out, "Ah! A little orange kitten! "
Zhang Zian said, "When did you get here?"
Of course, he was not asking the orange kitten, but Little Celery.
"Good morning, Brother Store Manager! Long time no see! I just got here and saw you squatting on the ground. I thought you were poking ants with a branch like the boys in my class, so I squatted down to watch. "
Little Celery was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and denim shorts. She squatted next to him and stared at the little orange kitten with him.
Zhang Zian said, "I have long passed the age of poking ants with a branch!"
The orange kitten in the shoebox seemed to be only one or two weeks old. Maybe it had just opened its eyes. It was weak, pitiful, and helpless. In order to avoid the rising sun, it was lying in the shade of the shoebox and kept meowing.
Even if Zhang Zian was not Sherlock Holmes, he could immediately guess that the owner of the orange kitten, for unknown reasons, did not want to keep it, but could not bear to let it fend for itself. Therefore, out of "kindness", he put it in the shoebox and threw it in front of the pet shop. Whether the pet shop owner adopted it or the customers who came to the pet shop to buy a cat adopted it, they could avoid the condemnation of their conscience and embrace a new life. To put it bluntly, it was some kind of moral kidnapping.
This was the same as abandoning a sick pet in a pet clinic, which was very speechless. People who could do this kind of thing were probably used to pushing difficulties to others in their daily life and work.
But there was no other way. Moral kidnapping kidnapped people who still had morals and conscience.
Sun Xiaomeng could not bear to kick the abandoned pet out of the clinic, and he could not let the kitten fend for itself. The sun was still very hot at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn. Today was a sunny day, and the sun was rising higher and higher. Once the last dark corner of the shoebox was penetrated by the sun, the kitten would probably be sunburned to death.
He picked up the shoe box and asked Little Celery to come into the store with him.
The air conditioner had been turned on early in the morning. Although the temperature was lower than it had been in midsummer, the elves had gotten used to the coolness of the Mahogany Forest. If they didn't turn on the air conditioner, the elves would revolt.
"Little Celery, why are you here? School has started? " He put the shoebox on the cashier and took out the leftover watermelon from last night from the fridge. "Have you had breakfast? Do you want two pieces of watermelon? "
Little Celery had already eaten breakfast, but when she saw the cold watermelon, she couldn't walk anymore. She wasn't in a hurry to see the hamster and the lop-eared rabbit, so she happily took the watermelon. Her two big front teeth were like those of a rodent, and they were quite suitable for eating watermelon!
Her mom didn't allow her to eat food from strangers, but the store manager was obviously not a stranger.
"School hasn't started yet, but soon." She was chewing on a watermelon as she chattered, "There are no extracurricular groups or tutoring classes today, so I had nothing to do. I wanted to see if Mr. Store Manager had come back, but I happened to run into him."
"I also just came back yesterday." Zhang Zian began to clean the store, wondering what to do with the orange tabby.
Zhang Zian noticed that she spat out all the watermelon seeds into her palm, so he told her to spit them out on the ground, since she had to sweep the floor later.
Little Celery shook her head, "No, I can feed Bell with watermelon seeds later! By the way, Mr. Store Manager, is America fun? "
"It's okay, but it's a bit messy. There are a lot of homeless people, and the security is worse than in China. This time, I mainly went hiking in the forest."
Hearing the forest, Little Celery's eyes lit up, "Are there a lot of interesting animals in the forest?"
Zhang Zian told her about the chipmunk, the raccoon, the red deer, the black-tailed deer, the spotted owl, and other animals he had encountered in the forest. Of course, he left out the ending where the raccoon ended up as dinner.
Little Celery listened with great interest. She finished two pieces of watermelon, wrapped the seeds she spat out with a tissue, and ran to wash her hands.
"Ah! There's another big dog! " She looked at Fa Tiai in surprise, and looked back at Zhang Zian timidly, "Why does it look a bit like … the wolf in Man and Nature?"
"No, you got it wrong. In fact, it is … Alaskan, just not very pure." Zhang Zian pointed at the wolf as a dog.
Woof woof!
Fa Tiai barked twice, rolled on the ground, tried to imitate the appearance of a dog, and even wagged its tail.
Zhang Zian thought to himself, "Fortunately, I didn't say it was a Husky, or else it would not be easy to imitate a Husky's stupidity …"
Little Celery blinked and believed him, "In the story my mother told me, dogs can wag their tails. Wolves can't wag their tails, but Fa Tiai can. It really is a dog!"
She was already convinced of Zhang Zian's knowledge about pets, and after confirming it with her mother's story, she was not afraid anymore.
No matter how her mother got this knowledge, it was false knowledge. Wolves could also wag their tails, but it was not convenient for Zhang Zian to clarify at this time, so he could only go with the flow. Anyway, Little Celery would not encounter other wolves in the city. After all, this was not the United States where coyotes ran rampant.
Fa Tiai was not like other elfins who had a proud sense of identity with their own race, and it did not care whether it was a wolf or a dog, as long as it could make the little girl in front of it feel at ease.
If it was Fina, even if it was asked to pretend to be a tiger, it would definitely be angry, let alone pretend to be a dog.
Little Celery washed her hands. She was not in a hurry to play with the hamster and the lop-eared rabbit. She had time anyway, so she picked up a rag and helped Zhang Zian clean up.
After a while.
"What the f * ck! Why is the shop door open? We forgot to lock it last night, or did a thief break into the shop? "
"Who was the last to leave last night?"
"I forgot …"
"I forgot too …"
"What should we do? Should we call the police? "
Two silly male voices came from outside the door.
Zhang Zian said, "… Stop poking at the door, you are embarrassing me! Which thief came to the pet shop to steal things? Hurry up and come in to work! "
Outside the door, Wang Qian and Li Kun looked at each other, stuck out their tongues, and then pushed the door open with a cheeky smile. "Master, I am not convinced by your words. Wasn't the Holy Cat statue stolen in the past? There are many thieves, and there are always some who are blind … "
After not seeing them for a while, these two brats seemed to have tanned quite a bit. It seemed that they drove the assault boat out to sea a lot.
They saw the leftover watermelon skin and thought that the watermelon they bought had been harvested by Zhang Zian. They could not help but let out a scream.
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