MTL - Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival-Chapter 77

There are only three days until the end of this short trip.

My parents have to go out to work or run around during the day, so Song Jianzhi can't see them.

She simply went out for more shopping during this time period, took more photos, walked around and looked at this world that her parents were very familiar with but she knew very little about.

In fact, it is not much different from the world she traveled through, but perhaps because of the same origin, Song Jianzhi can feel a sense of comfort in her hometown.

By the way, Song Jianzhi went to buy some food and fruit again, and Song's father came back. It stands to reason that even her neighbors are not good at coming to eat.

Song Jianzhi was careful and deliberately bought more fruit, so that she could take a look at her parents for the reason of giving fruit.

When she came back, she was robbed by a cat downstairs.

The cat with dark and shiny black hair emerged from the dense grass, walked to Song Jianzhi's legs without any hassle, and began to rub her calf with her body, her tail straight She wrapped her legs around her while looking up at Song Jianzhi meowing.

Which human being can withstand this kind of temptation.

Song Jianzhi suddenly stopped walking.

:

"This cat has been in the community for several years. I don't know which one will leave when I leave."

"You're going to be rude about what you want to eat. Give it if you want. There are a lot of people feeding it, so you won't be hungry."

Song Jianzhi thanked him and asked, "Isn't anyone taking it home?"

The resident smiled and said, "Yes, he is not happy. He is comfortable outside and has something to eat. Isn't it better than going home with someone, this old cat is very good."

The resident left, Song Jianzhi looked at the cat who was righteously waiting to be fed, and took out the ham sausage from the bag for him to eat.

When the black cat saw that it had meat, it immediately squatted and waited for the meal attentively, and symbolically meowed twice as a token of thanks.

Song Jianzhi was feeding him with his hands, watching him eat without raising his head, and said:

"Do you like it? I'll buy it for you tomorrow too."

Lin Peixia was cooking dinner at night. Father Song came back. Seeing that there was only one soup left, he asked her, "I'm going to call that little girl?"

"Go and ask her if she has eaten. She worked overtime today and came back late." Lin Peixia was mixing cold dishes when she suddenly raised her head and asked, "Why do you care so much about others?"

Father Song pretended to be angry and glared at his wife: "Where did you think you said that?"

"I don't know why, but I always feel that this child has a good face. Since he is a neighbor, he is destined to take care of him where he can take care of him."

After listening to Father Song's explanation, Lin Peixia said, "Do you think she has a good face? Me too, I always feel very kind."

"Does it look like you when you were young?" Father Song said casually.

"I'm not as beautiful as I was when I was young, but—"

It's...but Zhizhi combines the advantages of her and Song's father's appearance, and can compete with this little girl.

Lin Peixia's words stopped abruptly, but both of them knew what was behind.

Don't let the silence last too long, Father Song said: "The dishes are all ready? Then I'll call someone."

As he was talking, the doorbell rang and Father Song went to open the door.

"Uncle, auntie, I bought too much fruit. I'll bring you some."

Song Jianzhi wandered the streets for a few days and fed cats for a few days. Before she knew it, it was the last day before she left. Father Song was busy outside as usual, and Lin Peixia took a break.

It is the last time, after she leaves tonight, people in this world will not remember her existence. So Song Jianzhi didn't care about whether it was abnormal or not, and stayed by Lin Peixia's side all day.

After finally resting for a day, Lin Peixia will take advantage of the good sun to wash the four-piece bed set, sofa cover and so on at home and put it out to dry, Song Jianzhi will help by the side, or else She helped to sweep the floor, which made Lin Peixia feel troublesome to her.

It's no use being polite, Lin Peixia only thinks that this child is kind, and she also likes this little girl to be close to herself. After taking the little girl as her own, she inevitably thinks more, and asks her when she is drying the quilt:

"What is your job? Help me every day, don't delay your business."

Song Jianzhi twisted the pillow cover a little awkwardly.

"I have two jobs now, one is helping the family, and the other I prefer, is to... take care of a nice person."

"So excellent." Lin Peixia thought that the little girl was unemployed at home, and wanted to persuade her that young people should not be idle. Hearing this answer, I felt relieved, "Then are you on vacation now?"

"Not excellent." The little girl lowered her head and smiled shyly, "Yes, on vacation, come here to visit relatives."

"That's good."

Song Jianzhi dared to say it outright, but Lin Peixia had no intention of being suspicious. Also, how would a normal person think of such a thing, she must only think that she was going out during the day to go to her relatives' house.

She continued to move slightly low, and she heard Lin Peixia say: "You are so beautiful, do you have a boyfriend? The society is very chaotic now, you should be careful when you live outside alone, don't mess around Make friends, come to us if you need anything..."

Lin Peixia unknowingly talked too much and was too lenient, but neither of them felt wrong for a while.

Song Jianzhi listened to her mother's teaching, her eyes were hot and her nose was stuffy. She bit her lower lip, made up her mind, and said:

"I don't have a boyfriend."

"Then you need to find us—"

"But I have a girl I like." Song Jianzhi opened this up and said the rest in a rush.

"I like her, she is very kind to me, she works very hard, she is very motivated, well, she also looks very good-looking, just like a star on TV."

"She looks cold, but she is very gentle, takes good care of me, works very seriously, and is very considerate of others..." Song Jianzhi no longer knew what she was talking about, she desperately praised Mingxu, even though what she said was true.

In this world, the treatment of same-sex is far less tolerant than the world in the book, especially the older people, the acceptance is lower.

She had never communicated this aspect with her mother before, but after she finished speaking, Lin Peixia did not speak.

Song Jianzhi's heart was pounding, and she looked at her mother uneasily. She saw that her mother's brows were slightly folded, which seemed to be an expression of disapproval.

Song Jianzhi's heart skipped a beat.

Lin Peixia looked at the poor little girl, her heart softened, she thought about it, and said:

"I've never seen two girls hook up." She smiled with emotion, "Every day I'm so engrossed in making money, working, and living, I don't have time to accept these new ideas, and my mind can't keep up. Come on you young people."

"When I was young and vigorous, I always disagreed with this and opposed that, and then my daughter - I have a daughter, you haven't seen it."

"She has been ill since she was eight or nine years old. She has a very troublesome immune system disease. She suffers a lot in life." Slowly, slowly, I will see it, as long as people are healthy, they will be fine, how can it not be life."

"Children like you, try more, it's not a bad thing - being able to try new things freely is also a blessing, a blessing that my daughter does not have." Lin Peixia lowered her head and said slowly, The tone is sparse.

Speaking of this, Lin Peixia realized that she had said too much, she took a breath and eased the atmosphere: "You can say so many of her advantages, you must like her very much."

Speaking of this, she thought again, "Let's not talk about other things, you can't get married with a girl now, right? Then you have to be careful, don't be bullied, the law is the guarantee— "

Lin Peixia turned around and told the little girl, but found that the little girl had already cried tears, she was startled.

"Why are you crying like this? Go wash your face."

"I'm talking too much? Ouch, I'm talking too much."

Song Jianzhi snorted and shook his head: "No...no."

"Yes, it was the first time someone told me this, I couldn't hold back." She tried hard to suppress her crying, but couldn't.

Lin Peixia understands, it seems that the little girl's family is more old-fashioned than her, and she doesn't agree with them.

She sighed and comforted softly: "It's okay, ah, if you have anything in the future, tell auntie."

Song Jianzhi's tears became even fiercer.

Where is the future?

Song Jianzhi washed her face, except her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and her nose was red, she looked normal.

She combed her hair well, tidied herself up, and went out for the last reunion dinner with her parents.

After eating, she helped her mother to wash dishes and wipe the table as usual. Although it was only a few days, Song Jianzhi did it very skillfully.

We ate fruit after dinner together and watched variety shows for a while. Song Jianzhi and his mother talked a lot more. They talked about songs that sounded good, and said that the star was not as good-looking, and they chatted endlessly. Father Song leaned lazily on the sofa, only answering twice from time to time.

When it was time to delay, Song Jianzhi finally got up, ready to say goodbye to her parents.

Father Song, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said, "Going?"

Lin Peixia also looked at her.

Song Jianzhi opened her mouth slightly, opened and closed several times before she managed to say, "Well, I'm leaving."

Father Song sighed and said slowly: "Go to bed early at night, don't burn your body."

"The body comes first."

Song Jianzhi said, "Okay, I know."

Lin Peixia said: "Happy, don't cry in the future."

Song Jianzhi tried her best to hold back her tears, smiled and said, "Okay, stop crying."

The two of them got up, took Song Jianzhi to the door of the house, and watched her walk back.

Lin Peixia suddenly said: "Hey, little girl, we don't know your name yet."

The system prompt sounded at the right time: "Remind the host again that temporary world observers cannot leave their real names in this world."

Song Jianzhi stopped and looked back, her fingers trembling beside her.

"My name is Zhizhi."

In the surprised eyes of her parents, with hot tears in her eyes, she smiled and said, "One, two or three 'only', isn't it very cute."

Lin Peixia and Father Song returned home and closed the door.

The moment the door closed, something seemed to change suddenly.

Father Song said blankly, "Where did we come from?"

Lin Peixia had no memory in her mind either, she frowned, but then, as if a pair of hands had filled this memory, she suddenly remembered, and the memory was very clear, like a wall colorful murals.

She said angrily: "Do you have such a bad memory now? We went downstairs for a walk just now."

Father Song said, "Yes, I remember now."

Lin Peixia glared at him and tidied up the fruit bowl in the living room.

"Did you take an extra fruit fork, why are there three..."

"It's not me - oh, I remembered it, and I used it more."

When Lin Peixia came back from get off work, there was a black cat lying in the middle of the road.

This cat is known to everyone. It is a pet pet in the community. It is supported by everyone and never goes home with anyone.

When Lin Peixia passed by, the black cat meowing around her and wanted to follow her upstairs.

Lin Peixia thought about it, she must be hungry.

The black cat followed her back home. Lin Peixia gave the cat some cat food to eat. After eating and drinking, the black cat slowly picked an empty express box, nested in it, and comfortably Snoring and licking.

"Is this a nest in our house?" Father Song who came back from get off work crouched in front of the black cat, surprised.

"I don't know, he can live as long as he likes, and he can afford it if he has enough food."

After another week, the black cat lived safely and comfortably, as if it was a home.

Lin Peixia said: "Give him a name, just-"

"Only?"

The couple spoke in unison.

The author has something to say:If you think the name of the black cat is the same as Zhizhi, you can read it as the third tone, "only" in "only".

The next chapter will go back to see Sister Mingxu.

The incident of being robbed by a cat is a personal experience of the author. The cat was black and abandoned. He robbed me of snacks on my way from school, including but not limited to sausage and egg loin. meat pie. (I'm hungry for writing at night, so buckle up)

Later, she came to my house downstairs and waited for me. I thought she was hungry, so she didn't eat the egg pie in her hand, and kept taking me to the basement. I found out later that it was her cat who fell into the basement, so she took me to the open window in the basement, kept spinning, refusing to leave.

In the middle school, I can't remember how I found out that the cat fell down. The basement is divided upstairs for each resident. I don't know who owns that room. I can only knock on the door from house to house and ask, and finally open it, and there are really two kittens inside.

Later, the family refused to keep it, and was taken away by the mother cat. Later, we moved out.

This is probably the most inspirational experience in my ordinary life.

I regret it now, I knew too little at the time, I didn't find them to adopt, and sighed.

The weather is very hot recently, and the family found another litter of cats in the community, the mother cat with kittens. Because of the lack of food, the mother cat has been feeding the kittens, and she is very skinny and frighteningly thin.

Mom joked that one of my cats is heavier than theirs.

Unfortunately, these cats are not abandoned, and they are very wary of people. After the family gave cat food carefully, the mother cat took them to move.

Be kind to animals.

A series of 500 words was made.

Don't pinch my tail, and don't pinch the back of my neck! super fierce jg

Thank you, and good night.