Chapter 164: Cats Are Just a Bunch of Idiots

() Having the matter of milk candy, Jiao Ma although regretted, but did not dampen her enthusiasm to find a little girlfriend for Zheng Tan.

This made Zheng Tan very annoyed, so now Zheng Tan, besides going home to eat and sleep, rarely stays at home. When he is at home, he always hears Jiao Ma nagging about this, and Zheng Tan has also not been spared from Jiao Ma's scolding.

At dinnertime, Zheng Tan returned home; Jiao Ma was chopping spare ribs in the kitchen, and upon turning her head she saw Zheng Tan trotting back from outside.

"You're out wandering all day, I bet you've already become a father!" Jiao Ma brought down her knife, the spare ribs on the cutting board were cut into smaller pieces, "I bet you wouldn't even know if you'd become a father!"

Zheng Tan listened to the sound of spare ribs being chopped in the kitchen, involuntarily lifted his paw and flicked his ears; such a Jiao Ma was really frightening.

This day, the weather was clear and the sunshine was just right.

The temperature warmed up, the feeling of going out for a stroll improved greatly. Zheng Tan sniffed a small unknown flower that had sprouted from the grass, and sneezed.

That thing had been given to Long Qi for a week already; Zheng Tan didn't know what reaction Ye Hao's side would have, but Wei Leng had indeed not appeared during this period, and no one from the Jiao Family came to disturb them—perhaps they had disturbed Zheng Tan without him knowing—but just seeing that Jiao Ba had recently shown no abnormal behavior.

Zheng Tan had gone to La Mei Shu's residential compound once more, found nothing abnormal, it was still empty, so he didn't go again.

Strolling leisurely to the side of a sports field, there were some people inside playing soccer, but they wouldn't deliberately pay attention to whether there was a cat watching from the side of the field.

This sports field, within Chu Hua Da Xue, is considered relatively old compared to the surrounding buildings. The field's terrain is a bit lower. Zheng Tan thus stood on slightly higher ground to watch. There are some shrubs and evergreen trees here; in winter they won't look desolate, and when spring arrives and flowers bloom, they won't sprout vigorously like other trees to show off their vitality.

After squatting nearby and watching for a while, Zheng Tan directly leaned against the trunk of the tree behind him. He lazily moved his feet to sweep aside the few blades of grass blocking his view, pressing them under his legs.

Bang!

The ball kicked to the side fence bounced back; a student ran over to pick up the ball, and upon looking up saw the black cat sitting by the tree. He shouted, "Look, this cat's sitting posture is really interesting! Just like a person!"

Zheng Tan glanced at that person, ignored him, and continued sitting there pretending to be deep.

The student nearest to him jogged over, took a look, and said to the one who had just shouted: "You think it's interesting that the cat sits like that? Ignorant—actually many people don't know that a cat sitting like this is very likely due to illness; because of its illness, the cat's two hind legs suffer unbearable pain, and the cat is unwilling to put its weight on its two hind legs, so it adopts this sitting posture."

The person who had just shouted looked suddenly enlightened: "No wonder. This cat looks rather heavy, putting more pressure on its hind legs. What a pity, raised so well yet it's a sick cat."

Zheng Tan: "..." Bullshit! You're the one who's sick! How could I, this healthy and strong, possibly have a disease?!

Those two students had already walked off, continuing to play their soccer; even if they were here, they wouldn't hear Zheng Tan's inner roar.

Zheng Tan, feeling vexed, stepped on a few innocent little flowers with his leg; he used to sit like this before, and at Ye Lou he was even more arrogant, so why hadn't anyone else said anything?

However, although Zheng Tan had never heard this explanation before, he wasn't sure whether other cats sitting like that were for the reason the student said; maybe yes, maybe no.

The matter of folded-ear cats made Zheng Tan realize that many cats in the world actually have never had a healthy body from birth.

Zheng Tan felt fortunate, and also thought that his kind of native cat was quite good. Although cheap, native cats have their own advantages; on average, native cats are naturally endowed with a stronger physique than ordinary breeds, and their wilderness survival ability is not weak either.

After consoling himself, Zheng Tan got up, shook off the grass clippings on his body, glanced at the sky, took a quick look around, and walked out from the nearest side gate. Zheng Tan usually doesn't go through this side gate, but today, being bored, he went out for a stroll.

After leaving the side gate, Zheng Tan walked along the outer perimeter for a stretch; whenever he encountered a place with an outer wall, he jumped up onto it and continued forward.

Around three or four in the afternoon, some students would set up stalls here to earn pocket money, selling small items, most of which are trinkets and clothes that girls like; this kind of business has low cost and sells decently. By this time, some people had already come to claim spots, laying down a piece of cloth on the ground to occupy a place, then arranging their goods one by one.

When it was nearly five o'clock, the surrounding open space was completely filled with students setting up stalls; Zheng Tan squatted there watching the students busy. As he watched, he suddenly heard cheers from a few girls not far ahead.

Within this area's enclosure, bamboo was planted, and a few bamboo leaves blocked Zheng Tan's view.

Zheng Tan pushed aside the bamboo leaves in front of him, walked a few steps forward, and looked in the direction of the sound.

A young man in his twenties with a hairstyle similar to a mohawk stood there, his hair dyed yellow, dressed in somewhat non-mainstream fashion, looking somewhat like a petty thug.

That young man was holding a deck of poker cards, performing card tricks, his gaze unintentionally sweeping over the chests of the few female students gathered before him.

Zheng Tan flicked his ears, feeling disdain. Besides disdaining this person's character, Zheng Tan also disdained his skill. After having witnessed La Mei Shu's techniques, looking at these street-side petty tricks suddenly made him feel hard to muster much interest.

However, street tricks also involve considerable skill; even though the transmission of such magic is rare nowadays, one cannot deny that there are indeed experts among them, even more capable than some so-called xx masters.

Zheng Tan squatted on the wall watching that person play cards; although he had just scorned him, after watching a while he couldn't help but admit that this kid had some talent.

Perhaps sensing a gaze different from that of the surrounding crowd, the young man, after playing a game, turned his head to look toward the wall behind him.

This person's perception is quite keen. Zheng Tan thought to himself. However, upon seeing that young man's face, Zheng Tan became puzzled.

"Why does he look somewhat familiar?" But Zheng Tan was quite certain he had never seen this person before; today was absolutely the first time he had seen him.

How weird!

Who the hell is this?!

Zheng Tan couldn't immediately recall why he felt this sense of familiarity.

Compared to Zheng Tan's puzzlement, the young man seemed to be startled when he saw Zheng Tan; he botched a move with his hand, a few cards flew out, and for that he was teased by the pretty female students standing nearby.

After watching for a while, Zheng Tan left. Xiao Youzi would be out of school soon, so he had to go wait for her.

When the young man turned his head for the third time, he noticed that the black cat had finally left; he quickly put on a smile and chatted with the several female students around him.

Ten or so minutes later, a vehicle slowed down and pulled up to this side; the car window opened, and the driver whistled.

"Sorry, I'm leaving first, cuties, see you~" The card-playing young man swept his hand, instantly tidied the cards and stuffed them into his pocket, then walked toward the car. Before leaving, he also blew a kiss, causing the several female students to cover their mouths and laugh.

The young man opened the car door and climbed into the back seat, spreading his arms and resting them on the seatback, and propped up his legs.

"You're late, Senior Brother Wei." the young man said.

The person in the driver's seat was precisely Wei Leng, whom Zheng Tan had not seen for a while.

"That's not bad; it even gives you a chance to hit on the female students." Wei Leng said.

"Don't mention it. I had originally planned to meet a few girls today and get their phone numbers to develop things, but I didn't expect to run into a cat! And what annoys me most is that the cat kept staring at me from behind, throwing off my performance."

Wei Leng's eyebrow twitched as he asked, "Is the cat black?"

"Exactly right! So black cats are just spooky!" The person in the back seat slapped his thigh, feeling that everyone saw things similarly. Recalling the black cat he had seen, he hadn't even noticed Wei Leng's tone just now.

"You finally came back? I thought you'd keep being your rebellious wanderer, stubbornly never turning back on that road." Wei Leng said.

"Correct me, that's called 'playing life.' Moreover, being persistent doesn't mean being obstinately ignorant!" The back-seat person replied confidently.

"Yo, you're saying you've 'understood' then? Look at your current appearance." Wei Leng chuckled.

"What's wrong with my image? I think my current image is pretty good." The back-seat person shook his non-mainstream outerwear and touched his new hairstyle.

"It's good, so good it could make your dad's volcano, which had just barely gone dormant, erupt again."

"Then what do you think my image is? Rascal? Bruiser? Petty thug? Tsk tsk, you don't understand," the back-seat person waved his fingers, "Have you heard of the term 'petty thug philosophy'? If there were no petty thug philosophy, our country's history and human feelings would certainly not be so rich and colorful. Think of a few of those ancient founding emperors—you'd know. Moreover, isn't there diving in soccer matches? Even if it's tactical diving, it's still diving; who doesn't play a bit of the rascal, pretending to be a petty thug?"

"Tsk, after not seeing each other for years, you're now posing as a philosopher." Wei Leng laughed and shook his head.

The person in the back seat gave no clear answer, looked at the surrounding buildings from the car window, and eagerly said, "How about we go to that Ye Lou you mentioned to play?"

No, let's go to Hetaoshixiong's place first.

"Don't, I'll be beaten to death by Hetaoshixiong——" the person in the back seat covered their face and let out a strange yell.

It's fine, I'll collect your corpse for you.

The next day.

Zheng Tan didn't go out to play beyond the school gate; Dongqu Sijianke were squatting on a sturdy parasol tree, watching a group of people flying kites not far away on the large lawn.

On the campus main thoroughfare, Wei Leng drove the car slowly forward.

"Why aren't we going straight to Ye Lou? What are we doing here?" the person in the back seat complained while chewing gum, flexing his arm a bit; he had been pretty badly beaten by Hetaoshixiong yesterday, but at least his face was spared.

Wei Leng didn't answer, just drove the car slowly forward while paying attention to the surroundings, especially the older, thicker trees; upon seeing the four cats squatting in the tree, he gave a hey laugh, steered the car over there, and said, "Found them."

The person in the back seat rolled down the window and looked in the direction Wei Leng pointed; there were people flying kites over there, and he thought Wei Leng was referring to one of them, but he sensitively noticed the four cats squatting in a tree, and his expectant smile faded.

"Cats are just a bunch of idiots! Pah——" after cursing, the person in the back seat spat the gum he was chewing into the nearby trash can; from over a meter away he could still get it into the side opening of the trash can, and he felt quite pleased.

But his satisfaction didn't last long; as he raised his head to look again at those four stupid cats on the tree, he was choked by what he saw.

The four cats squatting in the tree were all staring right at him.