Chapter 683 This Cat Is Too Fat

Shen Qingci asked the old doctor, and pinched Miaomiao's small ears with her fingers. Miaomiao, who was disturbed, opened her eyes and glanced at her master, and then continued to fall asleep holding her master's hand.

"Ma'am, this cat can't be fed any more."

The old doctor kindly reminded.

"Well?" Shen Qingci didn't understand, "Why can't you feed more?"

"Because it's a little fat, this cat is afraid that it won't even catch mice."

Miao Miao opened her eyes lazily, how could such a beautiful and noble cat catch such disgusting ugly things, it was raised by its owner, a beautiful cat, just for others to see, to see its pure white fur , it has never seen a more beautiful cat than it.

Also, is it fat, where is it fat? If you say it's fat, the whole family is fat.

It's so slender, it can climb out of the window, can they?

"I see," Shen Qingci hugged Miaomiao again, but he really felt that he was not very good at raising animals. What is the purpose of raising a fatter one?

She raised Miaomiao's two little paws, but she still felt that Miaomiao was more cute, and she held a certain amount of weight. In winter, it could be regarded as a warm bed. Then it doesn't make much sense.

However, I still have to eat less in the future, after all, this is a cat, not a pig.

A cat may not catch mice, but it must not be regarded as a pig.

When it was night, Bai Mei continued to take up her post. Since it was for a woman, she seemed to have changed overnight. As she grew up, she was no longer the rash little girl she used to be.

Really, a woman still needs a man by her side.

Shen Qingci lowered his head and looked at his fingertips, as if he could still feel the body temperature he had left on her back then, as well as the delicate fragrance of Brahma that only appeared on him.

Well, soon.

Yes, soon.

wait for me, wait for me.

What you asked me to do, I'll do it right away, and then we'll be able to meet, right?

lady.

Seeing that Shen Qingci didn't speak for a long time, Bai Mei couldn't help but whisper to her again, Madam has been so ecstatic these days.

Shen Qingci handed Miaomiao in his arms to Bai Mei, "Let's feed it less in the future, it's too much, and it doesn't want to move anymore."

"Okay, the servant knows."

Bai Mei quickly agreed.

She has always been in charge of the cat's food. From childhood to adulthood, it has eaten more than other cats. Fortunately, it was raised by her wife. If it was changed to something else, it might have been already starved to death.

Therefore, it is good to be reincarnated, and a cat that can be reincarnated is naturally even better. It does not need to catch mice, and it eats good food every day, and it does not move.

Miaomiao was still asleep, and she shrunk her body into a ball, like a snowball, and she didn't even know that her food would be deducted by her master.

When it was not full and protested to Bai Mei Miaomiao, Bai Mei shrugged her shoulders, expressing her powerlessness. This was the master's arrangement, and she just obeyed.

So there is so much in one day, and there is not much more, not at all.

Miaomiao jumped to the master again, the meowing meowing sound was pitiful, but what Shen Qingciqing said was guarded by others, so she herself could not fail to guard it.

After a few days of starvation, Miaomiao became more and more weak.

No one will spoil you like this in the future, you always need to get used to it.

Shen Qingci gently stroked its little head.

"I brought you back, just so that you can live a good life. Sometimes being too pampering is a kind of harm."

"He took your name, and in the future, would you like to live a good life with the name he took?"

Meow, Miaomiao licked her master's finger, and then shrunk her own into a small ball. This appearance is indeed a little aggrieved. Why is it that she has a temper or not, she is ignoring others.

Shen Qingci hugged Miaomiao, and then put it in her own nest. This is the way to go outside. The external rain has been falling, and it has not stopped. There is also a lot of stagnant water, and these The direction in which the accumulated water finally flows is Xunhe.

Looking for the water level of the river, someone will come to pass it on every day, three times a day, and it will not fall again and again, and the more it goes, the more frequent it is.

But I don't know why, Shen Qingci was not like the last time, always worried about whether there would be a flood, and then drowned everything here.

She ruled the flood and blew up the mountain. She had thoroughly studied the terrain here, so she also believed in her own judgment and the things she had left behind.

He said it could be done

He said there will be no more floods, there will be no more floods

He said that if Pingyang can be kept safe for a hundred years, then it can also be kept safe for a hundred years.

Changqing strode over, the more he respected Shen Qingci now, and of course he really admired it. A woman has done many things that even men can't do.

Who says women are inferior to men?

For a woman like his wife, hundreds of men are not as good as her.

"How's it going over there?" Shen Qingci asked Changqing, she really didn't have a trace of worry, but it wasn't as she said, as she thought, all she could know was this Pingyang the rainy season.

"Don't worry ma'am, everything is fine."

Changqing said again, "The water level of the river has always been in the middle, and it has not caused much safety hazard to the river embankment, and the downstream is also safe."

"Well, I see," Shen Qingci took a step forward, and then she stretched out her hand and put it inside the rain curtain, letting the rain drop drop by drop on the back of her hand, With a thud, it shattered again.

And it didn't take long for it to feel the coldness of these rains.

Time really flies by, last year, he was still there, but this year, he is already... completely different.

"Changqing, how long do you think this rain will last?"

Shen Qingci asked Changqing, but she still didn't take back her hand, she just wanted to feel more, how cold and biting the rain here, and how hard it was to fall into the Xunhe?

"My subordinates don't know?" Changqing stood with his back straight, "The rainy season here in Pingyang will stop when it stops. If you say it, it may be April or May."

"If this rain is another month, then is it time for the flood news of Xunhe?"

Shen Qingci asked him again.

"What if it's another month?" Changqing thought for a while, "According to the rate of water level rise in the past, the length of the rainy season here in Pingyang, and the amount of rain, it should be the time when the Xunhe River bursts its banks. Well, the son will count these things."