The one who called Hua Tiancheng was not someone else, but the former owner of the cat was Ma Ming. Hua Tiancheng immediately answered and asked, "Writer Ma, why did you suddenly remember to call me?"

"I just want to ask, is the cat I gave you last time still alive?" Ma Ming asked abruptly.

"Haha, of course I love small animals very much. Cats are very spiritual animals. This cat is beaten by you in your home! I have grown up very fat. What does it mean? Do you want to meet?"

Last time Hua Tiancheng and Ma Ming talked for a while, and the two hit it off at first sight, but Ma Ming had a bad temper and loved it. Ma Ming thought for a while and said, "Last time I took the initiative to give the cat to you, my daughter came back during the winter vacation and saw that the cat disappeared. She knew I had given it to someone and had a long time fuss with me. More than three months have passed, and I suddenly missed this cat. When it was at my house, it scratched me more than two thousand fabric sand every day with my claws. My wife was almost heartbroken. Without the cat at my house, my house became much quieter.

Although I used to be very annoyed by this cat, it used to rub my legs with its body. Sometimes when I stretched out my hand to touch its head, it would lift its head high for me to touch it. It has become a habit for me to touch its head. In fact, I still have feelings for this cat. I have indeed abused it in our house."

Hua Tiancheng said casually: "You can understand, no one can be ruthless than grass and trees. Your house is not far from the villa area. If you want to see this exclamation point cat, you can come to Building 9 of the villa area and I will come out to pick you up. In addition, I want to tell you that this exclamation point cat has become a mother. It has given birth to three cute Persian cats, which are very cute. It is furry and cute, with a cute expression like three little old men. One is golden with yellow eyes, the other is white with blue eyes, and the other is black with red eyes. The kitten's father is a noble breed imported. I regret it, hahaha."

"Okay, let me take a look at this big cat and the kitten. I just didn't write something today, and my script has been finished."

When Hua Tiancheng hung up the phone, Jin Bao immediately asked, "After Ma Ming comes, what should he do if he sees a kitten? I will never give this golden and white one. If he wants it, he will give it black one." After that, Jin Bao and her best friend Hao Mengying put the yellow and white little Persian cat in their arms, just in case Ma Ming wants to leave after seeing the old cat.

Ma Ming is only in his forties. Although he is already a city man, he still talks about beauty dialect. After a while, he heard someone ringing the doorbell, and Hua Tiancheng went to open the door for Ma Ming. Although Ma Ming is very famous, he rarely cleans up himself. His beard is very long and he doesn't know how to shave it, nor does he know how to change his clothes. He always looks so dirty and unkempt, his head is messy, and he comes with slippers on his feet.

Hua Tiancheng shook hands with Ma Ming, and smiled and said, "Welcome, this is my Uncle Jin's home. I told you last time that my youngest daughter's illness was treated by me, and now she is basically cured."

"You are a little fairy doctor. If you have time, I will show you my health. Now I am not as good as before." Hua Tiancheng looked at Ma Ming's face and said, "You should pay attention to rest and strive to write at home during the day. Don't stay up late at night. Staying up late will cause too much harm to your body and will cause many chronic diseases. If time allows, a combination of writing and jogging is a good choice. If you want to have long-lasting combat power, you must strengthen your physical exercise."

When everyone heard that Ma Ming's accent was from the Beauty Gate, everyone was very polite to him. Just after Ma Ming walked into the villa, the old cat in the cat cage kept hitting the cage with his head as if he was in a hurry to come out.

"Director Hua, please let the old cat out. I want to touch its head. I don't know if it still remembers me." After saying this, Ma Ming was a little excited. Hua Tiancheng smiled and said, "Cats are very spiritual animals. When you first entered the door, he recognized you, otherwise it wouldn't be so anxious." So Hua Tiancheng walked over and opened the exclamation mark cat. The exclamation mark cat had grown to two feet long and about fifty centimeters tall. When the cat was released from the cage, it moved its body and kept staring at Ma Ming. Ma Ming also stared at it. He wanted to see the cat he had raised for a year. Do you still know him now?

"Cat come - let me touch my head." After saying that, Ma Ming sat on the sand and stretched out his hand. Everyone looked at the sigh cat silently. Do it still know its former owner? The white cat raised its black tail and raised it high, then slowly walked towards Ma Ming, rubbing it against Ma Ming's legs, looking very warm. Ma Ming was a little moved and his eyes were wet. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the old cat stretched its head over. Ma Ming touched the old cat's head and said, "Cat, you now have a new owner, so let's live a good life. When you were in my house, you were wronged. When you were young, we raised you, as long as you don't forget your kindness. I thought you had been to a wealthy family and forgot me, a poor writer, but I didn't expect that you still remember me, it was too difficult."

After saying this, Ma Zhong stood up and looked at Hua Tiancheng and asked, "Can you give me a kitten? My daughter's school is about to be on summer vacation, and she likes cats very much." Hua Tiancheng was mentally prepared and said, "If you want to take it, you can take the black one away, the yellow ones, and they are reluctant to send it in." Unexpectedly, when Ma Ming picked up the black kitten on the ground and was about to leave, the old cat always tripped under his feet and refused to let him take the kitten away. He kept screaming: "Meow—Meow—Meow—Meow—Why—I seemed very annoyed."

When Ma Ming held the little black cat and walked to the security door and turned around to say goodbye to Hua Tiancheng to the people in the room, something unexpected happened suddenly. The old cat saw that all the hair on the body was fluffy, and even the hair on its tail was fluffy. It seemed that the old cat was angry. "Be careful by the writer Ma" just when Hua Tiancheng said this, the old cat rushed up like lightning and bit Ma Ming's hand. Ma Ming yelled and loosened his left hand, and the little black cat fell to the ground. The old cat hanged the little black cat with his mouth and crawled under the sand and never came out again.

Seeing that his left hand was bitten by a cat and his blood was flowing continuously, Ma Ming sighed again: "I have hurt it before, but it has not forgotten the past. It is afraid that I will abuse its children again, and there will be any cause and effect. This is true. Director Hua, I don't want the kitten anymore, so goodbye." Hua Tiancheng hurried forward, pulled Ma Ming's left hand and said, "I'll disinfect you, can you go?"

"No, no, I grew up in the countryside. What's this injury? I have iodine at home and I'll get it myself." After saying this, Ma Ming's face was a little sad. The sudden change in the old cat's mood did not arouse his vigilance, and he was injured by the cat he had once raised. When Ma Ming left, a lot of discussion began in the living room of the villa.

Hua Tiancheng suddenly asked a question: "The old cat hurts the old owner, what is the problem? Everyone thinks about it!"

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