I'm going to pick up people at the station at 9 am this morning. I went downstairs at half past 7 and was about to wipe the car to give people a good impression, right? Early in the morning, Saturday again, the community was quiet and my car was parked by the fence on the south s

I'm going to pick up people at the station at 9 am this morning. I went downstairs at half past 7 and was about to wipe the car to give people a good impression, right?

Early in the morning, Saturday again, the community was quiet, and my car was parked by the fence on the south side of the community. Seeing that I was wiping the car, the property cleaner first sprinkled water on the ground, for fear that the dust from sweeping the floor would rise to my car. While wiping the car, I chatted with the cleaning brother. After wiping it three times, the white car finally became clean. I got into the car and was about to start, an older sister in her big red pajamas, about 50 years old, who was about to be my age, walked to the fence.

The cleaning brother said to me, "Good man, the stray cat is here."

Then I found three plastic basins on the ground beside the fence. My elder sister brought a large bottle of water and skillfully washed the three basins with water in turn before she started pouring food into the basin.

I was curious and asked, "Are there any stray cats here?"

Sister Huayi said, "There are so many, I have to feed them two rounds a day." I looked around and found that there was a green belt in another community on the fence, and cats could also go through the fence to eat.

The cleaning brother said, "There are many stray cats here, and you may not have not found them. There are no mice in this place." I suddenly said, "Yes!"

The eldest sister was pouring white things into a basin, and I asked, "What is this?"

The eldest sister said, "This is the cooked skin." He raised the other two plastic bags in his hand: "Leftover rice, and the cat food I bought."

I said, "The skin needs to be cooked?"

The eldest sister poured the food and said, "I'm afraid that the cat will have diarrhea, so I cooked the pig skin." He said, "It's fish meat. I have to carefully pick out the fish bones and thorns, and I'm stuck the cat."

The sweeping brother also smiled: "The cat is born to eat fish, and he has never seen it get stuck. You will ruin his martial arts."

"Yes, a cat eats a mouse, but he has never seen a cat cook the mouse and eat it." I laughed.

The kind-hearted elder sister smiled and said, "Anyway, that's what I am. Sometimes there is no food in the basin, and these cats can still find my house and call at my door."

I was very surprised: "Okay, okay! No wonder I saw a cat a few days ago, and it was not afraid of people. It was strong and had smooth fur. I'll feed the cat next time I'll also feed the cat!"