Strange Life of a Cat
Chapter 403 - Chapter 403 Chapter 388 Return to Beijing_2

Chapter 403: Chapter 388: Return to Beijing_2 Chapter 403: Chapter 388: Return to Beijing_2 Five people about to become college students stared in disbelief upon receiving red envelopes and learning who had given them, as if they had seen a toad transform. Then, the other four grabbed Jiao Yuan by the neck.

“Tell us, how many red envelopes have you received from your family cat over the years! Split half with us when we meet!”

From initial disbelief to gradual acceptance and then to “interrogating” Jiao Yuan, the group had developed an understanding. They knew which jokes were acceptable and which were not, they accepted the red envelopes, and they also promised Jiao Yuan not to talk about this matter elsewhere, later thinking privately about sending something back in return.

The next day, Zheng Tan looked at the helpless Jiao Yuan carrying four boxes of premium cat food and kicked the boxes away. Let those four bastards eat it themselves!

Eventually, the four boxes of cat food were given to Ah Huang and the sheriff. As for Da Pang, he had always only eaten what his grandma made and would not touch cat food.

In August, Mr. Jiao arranged everything at home and took his family and Zheng Tan to Beijing to send Jiao Yuan to school, while also planning a family trip.

After booking the hotel in advance and resting for one night upon arrival, the next day the family began to take photos at various tourist spots in Beijing. Zheng Tan, who couldn’t openly go to some places, hid in the backpack, and the Jiao family sneaked him in, making sure he was included in every photo–four people and one cat, none missing.

As luck would have it, while climbing a mountain, Zheng Tan ran into Fang Shaokang, who was out playing with his daughter. Fang Shaokang, having some rare free time, also invited the Jiao family to have a meal at his house after they bumped into each other.

“Is that Da Mi?” Jiao Yuan and Little Youzi both looked at the cat sitting next to Fang Mengmeng, slightly larger than a regular cat.

At that moment, Da Mi sat next to Fang Mengmeng, appearing indifferent to the people and things around her, half closing her eyes in a lazy manner. Yet, when you met her cat eyes, you’d notice a sharpness that stopped you. Of course, Da Mi’s aloofness was always directed outward; she was quite amiable with her own people.

Da Mi remembered Zheng Tan, but might not remember the other Jiao family members, so when Jiao Yuan tried to touch her, Da Mi dodged him. To her, Jiao Yuan was a stranger.

Seeing Da Mi’s reaction, Jiao Yuan and Little Youzi didn’t insist; after all, if you press a cat, it might claw at you.

“When I first saw Da Mi and Xiao Mi, they were just little furballs this size,” Jiao Yuan said, gesturing with his hands.

“Yes, and now Da Mi is so big,” Jiao Ma remarked, then asked Fang Shaokang, “By the way, have you ever met Da Mi’s uncle?”

“Da Mi’s uncle?” Fang Mengmeng was curious.

“Uh, it’s Da Mi’s dad Huasheng Tang’s younger brother.” Jiao Ma explained.

“What does Da Mi’s uncle look like?” Fang Mengmeng asked, curious. She had only seen photos of Huasheng Tang and Heimi taken by her dad, not having met the others.

But Mr. Jiao and Jiao Ma hadn’t taken any photos either, and Jiao Yuan and Little Youzi had only seen him once or twice. Fortunately, Sesame had left a lasting impression, so they could still describe him without a photo.

“Da Mi’s uncle is a spotted cat. Yeah, kind of like a Dalmatian’s coat pattern, white with black spots, only the fur is a bit longer, and he is a very naughty fellow.”

Talking about cats, Jiao Yuan, Little Youzi, and Fang Mengmeng started chatting.

Meanwhile, the adults were also talking. Knowing that Jiao Yuan was going to study at Jing University, Fang Shaokang reassured Mr. Jiao that he knew many people at Jing University and would ask someone to look after him when the time came.

Although they had already visited several teachers and friends at Jing University, Mr. Jiao and Jiao Ma couldn’t be completely at ease since their child was alone in the vast city of Beijing. Now, with Fang Shaokang’s assurance, they felt somewhat more relieved. Beijing was a complicated place, and Mr. Jiao couldn’t do much from Chuhua City, as distant waters can’t put out nearby fires. In this case, Mr. Fang, who was familiar with Beijing, was more reliable.

This was Zheng Tan’s second visit to Fang Shaokang’s home. The first time was when he was in Beijing filming a documentary and had stayed for a few days. This time, Zheng Tan had come, and Fang Mengmeng had also notified her friends. Particularly Hou Junyi, whose first words upon seeing Zheng Tan were, “How is my ‘treasure box’?”

Zheng Tan thought about it; the box that Hou Junyi had given him had only been opened a few times initially and was now stored under Little Youzi’s bed.

Though Hou Junyi still had a bit of difficulty grasping certain things, he recognized that what he had done initially was somewhat foolish–giving a cat a treasure box? Wasn’t that nonsense? However, Hou Junyi wouldn’t ask for it back. First, he genuinely appreciated Zheng Tan’s help back then, and second, there’s no reason to take back what was given. Moreover, over the past two years, he had acquired a new treasure box and had collected even more tools, updating his collection and thus had no use for the old one anymore.

Although he didn’t expect Zheng Tan to understand fully, Hou Junyi still couldn’t help but talk about some things related to the treasure box. Zheng Tan wasn’t busy, so he squatted beside him and listened as Hou Junyi analyzed and explained what each item in the treasure box was used for, thinking that when he returned home, he would play around with the items in the box.

After dinner, Fang Mengmeng took Da Mi out for a walk, and also took Jiao Yuan and Little Youzi around the neighborhood, which had quite nice green spaces.

Having heard that some celebrities lived around the area, Jiao Yuan curiously asked about them. However, Fang Mengmeng wasn’t very enthusiastic. Zheng Tan thought that the incident that year must have had a considerable impact on Fang Mengmeng’s children, so they weren’t keen on the topic of celebrities anymore. Although it seemed a bit like generalizing, children are indeed like that; past experiences can affect their future ideologies.

While they were talking, Jiao Yuan suddenly poked Little Youzi.

“Hey, Youzi, it’s Wei Kala!”

Wei Kala was a celebrity who had acted in many TV shows and movies. During the time when Jiao Yuan and the others were still in elementary school, they had watched many of the TV shows featuring Wei Kala. Now, Wei Kala mainly acted in movies. Jiao Yuan and his friends liked Wei Kala not only because she was genuinely attractive, had a great figure, was popular, and rarely had negative news, but also because Wei Kala was born in Chuhua City. Although she didn’t spend much time in Chuhua City now due to her career, she had still made significant contributions to her hometown. In fact, in January of this year, she had been invited back to Chuhua City to attend the provincial annual grand ceremony, and Mr. Jiao had obtained her autograph then, which Jiao Yuan later showed off to his classmates. Unlike another celebrity who was very cold and impatient with Mr. Jiao at the event, Wei Kala had been much nicer. Whether it was just for the sake of appearances or genuine kindness, she at least did not let people lose face.

Little Youzi looked over, and she also had a good impression of this celebrity, whose films were among her two favorite Chinese movies.

Zheng Tan simply watched as Jiao Yuan and Little Youzi eagerly ran to ask Wei Kala, who was walking her dog, for an autograph.

Fang Mengmeng sighed and said, “Actually, if they wanted an autograph, they could have just gone directly to Uncle Yang’s company.”

Uncle Yang?

Yang Yi, that guy?

Is Wei Kala now with Yixing Culture?

Thinking that it was rare for him to be in Beijing, Zheng Tan contemplated whether to swing by Yang Yi’s place, potentially snagging some autographs for Jiao Yuan and Little Youzi. He himself could be considered a benefactor; the movie he had back then not only brought substantial profits to Yang Yi but also greatly increased the exposure and popularity of his company. Asking for a few celebrity autographs wouldn’t be a problem for Yang Yi, right?

While Zheng Tan was pondering this, Mr. Jiao also received a call from Yang Yi.

Yang Yi had been resting at home all day and hadn’t gone out. Upon seeing Mr. Jiao and the now somewhat famous director Kong Han around, he considered that Kong Han, who had just sent a friend to the hotel and happened to see the Jiao family and Zheng Tan, but had been too occupied with his friend and couldn’t greet them at that time. After going home in the afternoon, he called Yang Yi to report this and even advised Yang Yi to find a way to get Zheng Tan to stay.

Upon hearing that Zheng Tan was in Beijing, Yang Yi, who had been planning to nap, perked up and immediately flipped through his contacts to call Mr. Jiao.

Hearing about Yang Yi initiating the call, Zheng Tan’s first reaction was, what cunning plan was Yang Yi concocting now? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian (NovelFire.net). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.NovelFire.net to read.)