The stray cat was invited to eat a ham sausage

Monday was my vacation, in the morning I cleaned the house, washed and dried clothes, and when it was almost noon, I went to the vegetable market to buy a flat fish and rode a battery car to my parents' house.

Mom was already playing mahjong at home with my friends, and Dad gave me hot food. Had lunch and steamed flat fish. Dad said that my mother kept saying that there was no taste in her mouth and no appetite. Dad made dishes, less salt and less oil, but also a pot of stew, who eats who has no appetite. Dad brought me lunch, and the dish was filled with fuel and the seasoning tasted better. In the afternoon, I did a text consultation on my phone, and on the sofa in the living room, next to those who played mahjong.

After the consultation, go to the second floor to pack the clothes to be taken home in a large woven bag, pack up and stop when ready to go home, see that I have more things, dad said he helped me send home, mom said to find a time for the second sister to drive. I don't want to send anyone, ride my own battery car home in parts. On the way, I received a call from my daughter and asked where? I said, it's almost home. On the phone, she said, are you going to invite me to eat hot pot tonight? I said, good! The daughter said that she would come home at 6:30 and eat at Nari's side.

I got home first, put away the quilt that was hanging outside, put the clothes I brought home, and my daughter arrived at 6:30. The mother and daughter walked together for about ten minutes, came to the hot pot restaurant, found a table outside and sat down, and the daughter entered the restaurant to choose dishes. I took a handful of coconut milk myself and sat waiting for the hot pot to be cooked for the rest of the day.

We ate hot pot and talked about what happened to the people we met at work, and my daughter and I talked, usually when we ate together. Eating together is a kind of fate, a deep kind of fate. I had dinner with my daughter on my day off, but I didn't have lunch with my parents, just busy with family affairs. In fact, you can go to your parents' house first, buy vegetables to cook, have a meal with your parents, and then clean up the housework when you go home. Taking care of your family is more important than taking care of your home!

When I was about to finish eating, I saw a stray cat with a limp leg. It was a milk cat, and when her daughter saw it, she immediately called it with joy: kitten, kitten, so cute kitten! Saying that, he casually threw a piece of meat from the pot to the cat, and the cat sniffed and did not eat. At this time, the cleaning aunt in the shop swept the meat that the cat did not eat on the ground into the basket.

The kitten walked in the direction where her daughter was sitting and came to her feet. My daughter was very happy, and I said to my daughter, don't touch it with your hands, but my daughter has already bent down and stroked the milk cat with her hands. The cat did not eat the food that her daughter gave her, and the daughter got up and said that she wanted to buy a ham sausage for the cat. As he spoke, he went to a snack shop across the street to buy ham sausages, and the cat I watched it enter an aisle next to the hot pot restaurant.

When I came back, the cat was gone, and my daughter asked: What about the cat? I pointed it out to my daughter and it went there. The daughter followed the direction of her finger and looked for it. Seeing my daughter staying inside for a while, I followed her. The daughter had torn open the ham sausage and broken it for the cat to eat. The cat really ate the ham sausage that her daughter bought for it, and ate it section by section, until only the last section remained, and did not eat it.

The daughter squatted down, stroked the cat and played with the cat for a while, pointed to the leftover ham sausage and said to the cat not to waste yo, the cat came closer, or did not eat. Don't go over this stray cat, our mother and daughter turned and went home.

Tonight, the daughter was very happy, and used her mobile phone to take a long picture of the mother and daughter together under the lights, and posted it in the circle of friends: Thanks to Ms. Chen's invitation, Miss Xiao finally ate the skewer hot pot. I wish Ms. Chen a smooth future, followed by four little penguins who jumped up happily.

I did not invite my daughter to eat hot pot, it was my daughter who sent WeChat saying that today she left work early, let's make hot pot to eat. I didn't see the news, and within half an hour, my daughter called me and asked me to invite her to eat hot pot. She was actually reminding me to invite her to eat hot pot, and in the summer the daughter of the same store invited me to eat hot pot.

The daughter asked the stray cat to eat a ham sausage, and the stray cat stayed with the daughter and let the daughter stroke the hair on its body. There was a moment of warmth between the man and the cat. The cat is cute and so is the daughter. It was a wounded cat with a lame leg, and the daughter's heart was also hurt, hurt by the marriage of her parents, hurt by the divorce that her parents could not be together. The daughter can only follow her father, or follow her mother, and can only stay with a single parent, and cannot be with her parents at the same time. When I was young, I followed my father and returned to me after graduating from school. I don't have a house and have been renting with my daughter. My daughter chose me, chose to be with me, and told me trustingly to buy me a house for her.

When I worked hard to save enough money to buy a house for my daughter, my daughter and I stopped wandering in the city. Stray cats, are loved by someone. With people who love it, they are no longer wandering.

Love is a ham sausage, a meal, a house, and a ham sausage, a meal, a house, talking and laughing between sadness.