Cats in the country

country folk always say "look" when they say what they have raised, such as the housekeeper, read the first sound. If you look at a dog at home, the dog will look at home, and if you look at a cat, the cat will also look at home. Looking at each other, more or less watching and helping each other. You have to work hard to live, so you might as well keep each other company.

raising cattle and horses, plowing, and raising chickens and ducks is to pick out hot eggs from the nest every day, to raise pigs and sheep, to expect a meat reward at the end of the year, to raise dogs to guard the door, and to raise cats, it is not very clear why. Anyway, it is also a member of the family, like the children of distant relatives, who can walk around at will and are not very close to anyone.

people in the countryside always follow the fate of watching cats. There is a mouse at home, so it is too troublesome to catch a cat. I often borrow it from a family with a cat, borrow it and lock it up at home. After a few days, the rodent is settled down, and then it is sent back with good food and drink.

the real companionship with the cat depends on the cat's mood. Maybe one day a cat passed by and thought it was a good house, so he watched secretly around for a few days, deliberately appeared when the housewife was cleaning up the vegetable garden or washing clothes, appeared energetically like a stage, and ran away quickly. If several times, the woman saw too much, can not help but "suck" to call it, it also ignored. But maybe one day at noon, when the family was having dinner, the cat swaggered in with its tail cocked up like a spike of wheat. Looking at the host's house without rushing it, he tilted his head and rubbed his head on the foot of the table to announce, "I'm coming."

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so he stayed, and the host's family naturally accepted that they would not solemnly prepare a bed or nest for it. At most, they would put a broken porcelain bowl under the eaves and serve a few leftovers, broth, and fish bones every day. They come and eat it with their tails tilted like ears of wheat. They know where to drink water.

the relationship between cats and people in the country is more like cooperation. They share territory with others, know their limits, do not go to bed, do not play spoiled with others, and need careful inspection and permission to touch it. They have their things to do, patrolling roofs and weeds, ambushing wild rats and sparrows, fighting with weasels, and negotiating with other cats.

during the twelfth lunar month, when people in the countryside buy fish and hang them in the yard to dry, they always have to beware of cats taking them. Hearing a clatter of bamboo shelves in the yard, the woman lost her clothes in the basin and waved her red ticking hands, scolding "short-lived ghosts", "beheadings" and "plague" all the way.

but it is only in winter that cats are closest to country people. It is snowing outside, and people and cats have nowhere to go and nothing to do. There was a fire bucket in the room, covered with a rag-sewn mat, and people sat around it, eating melon seeds, accepting the soles of their shoes, and gossiping. The cat curled up and snored on it.

such a short time. When it comes to spring, the cat is busy falling in love with itself, howling all night, and being scolded by people for "suffering from the plague", even though it doesn't care. I don't know when it suddenly quieted down and gave birth to kittens. This is often found by children rummaging through cabinets. In the corner of the storeroom, maybe between a pile of broken boxes or old farm tools. When the child saw it, he was very happy and began to drink. So the whole family came to see that the big cat was nesting there, and a few gray ones under its belly were rolling to fetch milk. When he saw the man coming, he only looked up, wagged his tail sideways, and lowered his head to lick the kitten's hair without saying a word. The woman busily sent the child to the river to fish for miscellaneous fish and brought the soup, which he simply ate heartily.

few cats live with a family for a long time. Maybe one day I will lose interest, or have the ambition of a long trip, and then walk away quietly and never come back. It is at some noon, as usual, every day, under the eaves, finish eating the broth in the broken porcelain bowl, shake the hair, and go out with your tail tilted. Maybe before leaving, he sat under the eaves and pretended to lick his hair and looked back. But people don't understand what it means.

just like they can't understand why city cats are locked up at home, they don't dare to go anywhere, they don't understand how dangerous it is in the city, and why people are so bad. Like their counterparts who went to Australia hundreds of years ago, they can eat wherever they go and have children one litter after another.

it was true that the broken porcelain bowl was still lying under the eaves, and the owner didn't see the cat for several days before he knew it was gone. The woman could not help sighing. The days in the countryside passed in this way.