"Ah!"
Snowy woke up from the nightmare in horror. Her forehead and sideburns were wet with sweat, sticking tightly to her skin.
She opened her eyes. The curtains were drawn and the room was very dark.
She instinctively wanted to sit up and get rid of the nightmare as soon as possible, but her body was very heavy and it was difficult to breathe. She felt like there was someone squatting on her chest, and she couldn't sit up at all.
Could it be … the legendary ghost lying on the bed?
Thinking of this, she sweated even more profusely.
She tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart and looked down …
"Meow ~"
Snowball was lying on her chest, staring at her innocently.
Snowy was speechless.
"Go away! Get off the bed! You're crushing me! "She waved her hand to chase Snowball off the bed. She was truly relieved.
It was no wonder. Snowball was already an adult. With a weight of more than ten pounds on her chest, it would definitely have difficulty breathing and have nightmares.
She was a little sleepy and wanted to sleep a little longer, but she couldn't. Today was the opening day of the Amazing Fate Aquarium, and she had already sent out a livestream notice. She was going to the pet shop to do a livestream … If she continued to stay in bed, her mother would definitely complain again.
Snowy got up, washed her face, and brushed her teeth. She changed into dry pajamas and sat at the desk for a while until the nightmare was completely forgotten. She then turned on the computer.
She entered Weibo. There were many private messages, and she replied to them one by one.
Most of the private messages were sent by friendly fans, but occasionally there were inexplicable insults and accusations. For example, when she did a livestream that was not objective or fair, the food from the shop she recommended was not delicious at all, and she even had diarrhea after eating it, and they asked her how much she had received from the shop? Could she do a livestream just by topping up?
There were also private messages from the marketing accounts of local shops in Binhai City, asking if she would accept advertisements. They were willing to pay her to do a livestream and say more good things about them.
For the latter, she could still politely reply that she was not interested, and that she would choose the shop based on her own preferences. For the former, she used to apologise in fear, but gradually, it was just a matter of being blocked. She realized that after apologizing, the other party might not necessarily understand. Instead, they would post her reply on Weibo and even ask her for compensation.
In the private letters, there were also people who claimed to have seen traces of the Holy Cat statue. She received similar private messages almost every day. Whenever she saw a similar private message, Snowy would always copy the content of the message into a separate document.
However, with a little analysis, the credibility of the information in the private messages was questionable. There were often two or three people who claimed to have seen the Holy Cat Statue in two or three different places on the same day … Unless the Holy Cat Statue could fly, or someone was deliberately playing a prank or trying to cheat them of the reward. With such a high reward, there would not only be brave people, but there would also be scammers.
She did not want to think about the worse possibilities, because some places were inaccessible, such as the unfinished buildings in the suburbs that had been abandoned for many years.
She sifted through the information and eliminated the ridiculous and contradictory ones. She gathered the rest into a document and printed it out. She was going to give it to Zhang Zian today.
Snowy was very curious about the disappearance of the Holy Cat statue, as she was the one who had given it to him, and then it mysteriously disappeared. She really wanted to help. Anyway, it was better than staying at home.
Creak —
The printer spat out A4 carbon paper.
When she was almost done, Snowball leaned on the corner of her pants and meowed as if it wanted to climb onto her leg.
"Aiya, Snowball is so heavy! I almost can't carry you anymore! "
Snowy tried to carry it, and her arms immediately felt the heavy weight. Thinking back, when she first brought it home from the pet shop, it was like a furball. In the blink of an eye, it had grown so big.
"Let's go downstairs to eat."
She hugged Snowball and went downstairs.
Breakfast was already laid out in the dining room. Her mother glanced at her. "Yo, did the sun rise from the west today? You actually came down without me telling you? "
Although she knew it was sarcasm, Snowy still shook her head happily, because if she got angry, it would be exactly what her mother wanted.
She put Snowball on the floor, where its breakfast was already laid out. The bowl was raised, suitable for cats with flat faces like the Persian cat, so that the food residue would not get on its face.
Snowy also sat in the dining room, casually brushed her clothes, and reached for the bread.
Smack!
Her mother accurately slapped the back of her hand. "Go wash your hands!"
Snowy helplessly ran to the bathroom downstairs, washed her hands, and came back.
"Look at your clothes, it's all cat hair. It's the same in your room. If you didn't know better, you would think that I have two cats! "her mother scolded.
Snowy looked down. She had just changed into pajamas. She had only held Snowball for a few minutes, and there was a lot of long and white cat hair hanging on her chest.
"This has nothing to do with me. It's Snowball that is shedding." She argued and grabbed the bread.
"Shedding has nothing to do with you? If you comb it every day, it won't lose so much hair? Forget it, you want to go to the pet shop today, right? And shave Snowball's hair shorter! "her mother ordered.
"No." Snowy simply refused. "It is a long-haired cat. It will look ugly if it is shaved short."
Puff! Puff!
Snowball made a strange sound under the table, curled up on the carpet, and wriggled as if it was uncomfortable.
"What's wrong with Snowball?" Snowy dropped the half-eaten bread and wanted to pick it up.
Snowball opened its mouth and spat out a very disgusting thing. There was even a ball of hair inside.
It seemed to feel much better after vomiting, but it seemed that it was also disgusted by what it vomited out. It pushed the food bowl with its claws and ran away to eat its breakfast.
Snowy suddenly realized, "This is the so-called hairy ball, right? I learned something new! "
She jumped off the dining chair and wanted to run away, but her mother grabbed her collar and said coldly, "It is the cat you brought back. You are responsible for cleaning up this mess. Don't push it to the cleaning auntie."
"What bad luck!" Snowy cried. She found a mask, gloves, tissue, disinfectant and other things from the storage room, and closed her eyes to clean up the puddle of vomit.
Ding dong!
Hearing the doorbell, her mother, who was supervising the cleaning, went to open the door.
Snowy squeezed her nose at Snowball and said like her mother, "This is what you vomited. You are responsible for cleaning up this mess!"
Unfortunately, Snowball was indifferent and continued to eat its canned cat food.
Her mother came back with a large bouquet of flowers. She put her nose deep into the flowers and took a deep breath. "Well, it smells good!"
"Where did the flowers come from?" Snowy asked curiously. "What festival is it today?"
"I bought them myself. I am learning flower arrangement from my neighbor's wife." Her mother hummed softly and went to the kitchen to get a vase. She sat on the coffee table, took out a bouquet and inserted it into the vase. She carefully chose the angle and looked at it repeatedly. She was not satisfied, so she took it out and inserted another one.
Snowy looked closer. "What a beautiful flower. What flower is it?"
"Tulips." Her mother looked at her and asked without much hope, "Do you want to learn with me?"
Flower arrangement was an art of women, and it was basically an art exclusive to women. Just by hearing the name, it could give people a sense of tranquility and elegance. Learning flower arrangement for a long time could cultivate one's temperament, improve one's artistic accomplishment, and decorate one's home more warm and beautiful. Giving the flowers to the guests could convey one's sincerity.
She obviously hoped that Snowy could control her temperament through learning flower arrangement. Even if she could not be as gentle and virtuous as a real lady, she could at least be like an ordinary girl.
As expected, Snowy simply shook her head. "No! Flower arrangement doesn't suit me! "
"… How do you know it doesn't suit you if you don't try?" Her mother said angrily.
"Oh! Anyway, it doesn't suit me! It doesn't suit me, it doesn't suit me! " Snowy was afraid that her mother would continue to pester her, so she hurriedly looked at her watch and said, "It's almost time. I have to go! Everyone is still waiting for me! "
She threw the dirty tissue into the trash can, put her gloves, mask, and disinfectant back in place, and hurriedly ran upstairs to change her clothes.
"Really … I'm so angry! This damn lass is already wild to the point of no bounds! " His mother gnashed her teeth in hatred. She tightened her fingers and bent a bunch of tulips that were originally very beautiful.
"No! No! The world is so beautiful, but I am so violent. This is not good! I want to calm down! I want to be Buddhist! From today onwards, I want to be a Buddhist mother! I don't want to be happy for the child, and I don't want to be sad for myself! "
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes slightly. She looked at her nose and her nose at her heart. She smiled and her face shone with Buddha's light. She held the vase in her hand and pinched the flowers with her fingers. She looked like the Goddess of Mercy who was untainted by the dust of the secular world, or the pure Virgin Mary.
"It's fine if I have it, it's fine if I don't have it. I don't fight for it. I don't seek to win or lose.
"Everything that worries me is just an illusion."
"All the unhappiness is fleeting.
"Getting married and having children is like a dream.
"No matter how my daughter tosses and turns, I will not budge.
"Raising a child in a Buddhist way, happiness is like a circle.
"Amitabha, good indeed."
She muttered, and under the constant self-suggestion, her mood gradually became cheerful. All the negative emotions were swept away, and her body floated as if she was floating in the clouds. She even felt that there was a Buddha's light behind her and a halo above her head …
Snowy ran downstairs with her phone and cat bag in her hand.
"Mom, I'm going out!"
She ran two steps and turned her head to see that the tulips on the table were blooming beautifully. She thought that it was not good to go to the opening of the aquarium empty-handed, so it should not be a problem to give a few tulips, right?
"Mom, I'll take a few flowers. There are so many anyway. It should not be a problem," she said casually, took a few golden tulips from the bouquet, and trotted out the door.
Her mother suddenly opened her eyes and saw that Snowy had taken all the golden tulips, leaving only the red, pink, and white ones for her. How was she going to arrange the flowers?
"Come back here! Put the flowers down! If you want to give flowers, go buy them yourself! "she shouted at the top of her lungs.
Unfortunately, Snowy had already run far away and could not hear her shouting.
Sure enough, she could not be a Buddhist mother.
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