House Dad’s Literary Life

Mo Fei’s serious attitude towards music is not comparable to that of a normal singer! Even if there is no notice today, she still maintains the habit of coming to her studio early to practice sounds – after all, the studio has a soundproof wall, and practicing at home will affect neighbors.

In the middle, Mo Fei came out to the bathroom. On the way back, he suddenly heard a few faint screams: “Mi, oh…”

“Well? Is there a cat?” Mo Fei looked around in confusion, not far away, and saw a kitten squatting in the corners of the rotten cabinets and drawers waiting to be cleaned up, calling helplessly.

This is a small milk cat, about the size of a month and a half. It is the “age” that can run and be curious about the world, but I don’t know why I ran here.

Mo Fei was pity, she knelt down and gently lifted the little guy up. The little cat was still scared and shrunk, but it might be too hungry, and the movement was a little slow and could not resist.

Mo Fei, who likes cats since childhood, recognizes its variety at a glance. Short hair, round face, small ears, and big round eyes, more importantly, the color of blue ink that is dyed with ink. This is not What else can British Shorthair be?

“Mi, aim…” The little guy’s voice was a bit weak, and after the small mouth opened, the pink tongue couldn’t help but screamed, obviously hungry and hungry!

“Hey, what should I do?” Mo Fei was in a hurry.

There is milk powder in her office, but obviously milk can’t be fed to such a small milk cat! The kittens have lactose intolerance and drink diarrhea!

Mo Fei holds a small milk cat in one hand, and the other hand picks up the cell phone in the bag and calls Mo Xiaojuan: “Xiaojuan, where are you?”

“In the company downstairs? Great, don’t come up, go to the pet store, help buy a cat food for a cat, remember that the kitten must eat! Yes, I picked up a kitten. It is almost starving.”

“What kind of breed? What are you asking about this time? Hurry up and buy it, but also soften it, the cat is starving to death!” Mo Fei has some urgency.

But when I called, Mo Xiaojuan sat in the elevator and the signal was interrupted. The next moment, she appeared in front of Mo Fei’s.

“Hey, you are really mad at me!” Mo Fei held the kitten in his arms and gently touched the thin fluff behind his head to make it feel relieved. “You look hungry.” Dead, hurry, help me buy it!”

Mo Xiaojuan smiled and looked at the cat in Mo Fei’s hand, but she was not in a hurry. She smiled and said: “Sister, don’t worry about it! You are this British Shorthair, I have seen, is the third floor planning department Little Ai The big cat in her family had a nest of kittens and brought it to us last month!”

“Maybe today, she wants to work overtime, she brought a kitten to play? I saw Little Ai in the morning!” Mo Xiaojuan said with a smile. “Sister, don’t worry, let’s send it back to Little Ai, even if it’s not Little Ai, Little Ai, there must be cat food there.”

However, Mo Fei heard that Mo Xiaojuan said that the kitten might have a master. She was not very happy, but she was still a little lost.

“What are you waiting for? Let’s go! The kitten is starving to death!” Mo Fei hugged the kitten and bowed his head and said it.

Small British Shorthair is indeed Little Ai. I just forgot to look after it. Who knows that when I look up, I am gone. She is looking for the kitten anxiously!

“Thank you Sis Feifei, thank you Juanjuan! It actually went to the fifth floor? It’s long!” Little Ai was shocked. After holding the kitten, she placed it in a small basket with a few small inside. British Shorthair, are screaming, waiting to be fed!

Little Ai makes a cat food for the kittens. This kitten, which is less than two months old, can eat soft cat food with boiling water, but can’t feed them.

Mo Fei was reluctantly teasing the kittens, especially the small British Shorthair she had just saved, which looked the smallest, but she was quite courageous.

Not only did it not be as fearful as its brothers and sisters to avoid, but after the previous contact, it seemed to have a good impression on Mo Fei, reaching out to touch Mo Fei’s hand with small claws.

Mo Fei also gently held and pinched, this little kitten, the small meat mass under the paws is soft, and it is particularly comfortable to press!

“Mi, oh.” Small British Shorthair, the tender voice, is quickly screaming Mo Fei’s heart.

It’s a pity that this is a cat from someone else’s…

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At the end of the cat, you need to be cautious… Mo Fei can only reluctantly return to his office.

Mo Xiaojuan has opened up his computer and is ready to start checking and responding to emails from new merchants. But she just entered the mailbox and saw a familiar name.

“Ah!” Mo Xiaojuan ran to the studio with excitement and cried with Mo Fei. “Sister, come, Mu Li’ang is coming!”

Mo Xiaojuan was a bit over-excited, and Mo Fei also reprimanded her: “They are all adults. When you meet a little something, how do you marry?”

Mo Fei was calm, and the two returned to the office to read the mail.

“Mu Li’ang”, as he promised, spent half a month brewing and was finally ready to send Mo Fei’s ten songs.

“Really ten songs!” Mo Fei said with a look of admiration. “Sister, this person is really amazing! I have ten songs!”

Mo Fei feels a bit ridiculous. Although the two songs were good songs in the past, there are only two songs, but they are still understandable! But only half a month later, Mu Li’ang actually took out ten songs in one breath?

Write songs are not dumplings, stuff the stuffing into the dumplings and finish it!

Even if the quality of these ten songs is not high, to masquerade as having an ability, then the average person can not get so much inspiration in a short time?

Of course, Mo Fei was only shocked and confused. She still let Mo Xiaojuan print the scores and lyrics and think about it.

According to Mo Fei’s habit, she will not listen to the demo. I don’t know if Yang Yi knows this, will he vomit blood… He has spent a lot of time on it!

Ten songs, the printed papers were thick and stacked, and Mo Fei couldn’t see that much at all, and Mo Xiaojuan turned over with interest.

“Sister, this song is a bit interesting!” Mo Xiaojuan smiled slyly. “Look, you said that he was just an ordinary fan! Look at the lyrics and say all his voice!”

Mo Fei took a look at some doubts. She read the title: “«You Exist in My Song» ?”

Mo Xiaojuan slammed into the shoulder of the cousin and joked: “There is such a fan that can write songs. It’s not bad! People are admiring you and writing songs are all affectionate!”

But Mo Xiaojuan’s words made Mo Fei frown deeply.