House Dad's Literary Life Chapter 120

Chapter 120

Mo Fei’s serious att.i.tude towards music was not something that ordinary singers could match! Even if there was no notice today, she still kept the habit of coming to her studio early to practice . After all, the studio has sound insulation walls, and practicing at home will affect the neighbors .

In the middle of practice, Mo Fei went to the bathroom . On her way back, she suddenly heard several faint cries: “Meow, meow…”

“Hmm? Is there a kitty?” Mo Fei followed the sound in doubt . Not far away, she saw a kitten squatting in the corner of some rotten cabinets and drawers waiting to be cleaned up, crying helplessly .

It was a kitten, about a month and a half in size . It was the “age” where it could run and jump and was full of curiosity about the world . It was unknown how it got there .

Mo Fei felt sorry for it . She squatted down and gently lifted the little guy up . The kitten shrank in fear, but it was probably too hungry and slow to resist .

Mo Fei, who loved cats since she was a child, recognized its breed at a glance . Short-haired, round face, small ears, big round eyes, and, more importantly, the blue-black fur that seemed to be dyed in ink . If this was not a British Shorthair, what else could it be?

“Meow, meow…” The little guy’s voice was a little feeble . After its little mouth opened, the pink little tongue involuntarily started licking its lips . It was obviously very hungry!

“Well, what should do?” Mo Fei was a little worried . She has milk powder in her office, but apparently milk couldn’t be fed to such a small kitten! All kittens are lactose intolerant, and they will have diarrhea if they drink it .

Mo Fei held the kitten in one hand, took out her cell phone in her bag with the other and called Mo Xiaojuan: “Xiaojuan, where are you?”

“Downstairs? Great, don’t come up yet . Go to the pet store and help me buy a bag of cat food for kittens . Make sure to get that kind of cat food! Yes, I picked up a kitten . It’s starving . “

“What breed? Why are you asking about this at this time? Hurry up and buy it, and it needs to be softened . The cat is starving to death!” Mo Fei was a little anxious .

But while on the phone, Mo Xiaojuan took the elevator up and the signal was interrupted . The next moment, she appeared in front of Mo Fei .

“Oh, you really make me mad!” Mo Fei held the kitten in her arms and gently touched the fine fluff on the back of its head to rea.s.sure it . “Look, it’s starving to death . Hurry up and go buy it for me!”

Mo Xiaojuan smiled and looked at the cat in Mo Fei’s hand, but she wasn’t worried at all . She said with a smile, “Elder Sister, you don’t need to worry! That British Shorthair, I have seen it . It belongs to Xiao Ai of the planning department on the third floor! Her big cat gave birth to a litter of kittens . She brought them here last month to show us!”

“Maybe this weekend, she has to work overtime, so she brought the kitten over to play? I saw Xiao Ai this morning!” Mo Xiaojuan said with a smile, “Sister, don’t worry, let’s send it back to Xiao Ai . Even if it’s not Xiao Ai’s, there must be cat food there . ” However, when Mo Fei heard Mo Xiaojuan say that the kitten might have an owner, instead of being happy, she was a bit disappointed .

“Then what are you waiting for? Let’s go! The kitten is starving to death!” Mo Fei hugged the kitten, looked down and touched it .

The little English Short really was Xiao Ai’s . Just now, she had a little bit of work on her hand and forgot to look after it . Who knew when she looked up, it was gone? She was anxiously looking for the kitten .

“Thank you, Sister Feifei, and thank you Juanjuan! It ran to the fifth floor? It’s growing up!” Xiao Ai was shocked . After holding the kitten, she put it in a small basket, in which there were several small British Shorthair, all meowing and crying for food .

Xiao Ai quickly gave the kittens wet cat food . The kittens, who were less than two months old, were allowed to eat soft kitten food soaked in boiling water . They couldn’t be fed with milk .

Mo Fei played with the kitten, unwilling to leave . Especially the small British Shorthair, whom she had rescued just now . It looked the smallest, but had a lot of courage .

Instead running away in fear like its brothers and sisters, it seemed to have taken a liking to Mo Fei after the previous encounter . It reached out its little paw to touch Mo Fei’s hand .

Mo Fei also gently held it . The small cat’s paw was very soft . It was especially comfortable to press!

“Meow, meow . ” The little British Shorthair’s tender cry almost melted Mo Fei’s heart .

It was just a pity that it was someone else’s cat . …… .

It was necessary to be careful when touching a cat… Mo Fei could only reluctantly return to her office .

Mo Xiaojuan familiarly turned on her computer, ready to start checking and replying to emails about new business cooperation negotiation . But as soon as she opened the mailbox, she saw a familiar name .

“Ah!” Mo Xiaojuan excitedly ran to the recording studio and shouted to Mo Fei, “Elder Sister, come here quickly . There’s an email from Mu Li’ang!”

Mo Xiaojuan was a little overly excited . Mo Fei reprimanded her: “How old are you? Screaming when encountering a small matter . How will you get married in the future?”

Mo Fei was unexpectedly calm . The two of them went back to the office to read the e-mail .

“Mu Li’ang”, as he promised before, spent half a month preparing, and finally sent ten songs ready for Mo Fei . “There are really ten songs!” Mo Fei[1] said with a look of admiration, “Elder Sister, this man is really amazing! He just took out ten songs all at once!”

Mo Fei found it a little strange . Although the previous two songs were very high-quality songs, there were only two songs, which was still understandable . But only half a month later, Mu Li’ang actually took out ten songs in one breath .

Writing songs was not the same as making dumplings . Just stuff the stuffing into the dumpling skin and it’s done .

Even if the quality of these ten songs weren’t high, and were just to make up the number, the average person couldn’t come up with so much inspiration in a short time, right?

Of course, Mo Fei was only shocked and puzzled in her heart . She still asked Mo Xiaojuan to print out the music score and lyrics, and ponder over it .

According to Mo Fei’s habit, she wouldn’t listen to the demo . It was unknown if Yang Yi would vomit blood after knowing about this… He spent a lot of time on this!

Ten songs, printed out of a thick stack of paper . Mo Fei couldn’t read so much at once . Meanwhile, Mo Xiaojuan flipped through them with rapt interest .

“Elder Sister, this song is a bit interesting!” Mo Xiaojuan said with a smile, “Look, As I said before, he was just an ordinary fan! Look at the lyrics, they all speak out his heartfelt words!”

Mo Fei took a look at it in some doubt . She read the song’s t.i.tle: “You Exist In My Song”?

Mo Xiaojuan b.u.mped her cousin on the shoulder and joked: “Isn’t it nice to have a fan who can write songs? People admire you from the bottom of their hearts, and the songs they write are full of love!”

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