Chapter 23 The Cat Ran Away

Seeing this, Du Fei quickly took the radio out of the space and tried to plug it in.

With a click, the switch is turned on.

Immediately there was a sound of "swish, swish, swish" of electricity.

Slowly twist the FM metal knob, the messy current sound gradually disappears, and a slightly distorted human voice comes out, which is actually quite clear!

"This is...Liu Baorui?"

Before Du Fei traveled through time, he listened to Liu Baorui's version of "Official Battle" and recognized this old gentleman as soon as he heard the voice.

However, the episode played on the radio was not "Official Battle".

I had never heard of it before, but it was actually a stand-up comedy with a modern military theme!

Du Fei listened with great interest, but unfortunately it was already at the end and he didn't listen to most of the previous paragraphs.

After a while, a female voice with a broadcasting accent said, "Thank you for listening to the stand-up comedy "The Divine Soldiers Are Falling from the Sky" broadcast by Liu Baorui..."

Only then did Du Fei know the name of this one-liner.

The next broadcast was an excerpt from "Ganlu Temple" by Mr. Ma Lianliang, and there were no commercials in the middle!

Although Du Fei couldn't hear anything interesting about it, the addition of this radio added a bit of noisy life to the house.

Even Xiaowu came over curiously and patted the radio's casing twice with his paw, as if wondering why this wooden box could make sound.

Du Fei knew that it was sensible and would not damage the radio. Guessing that the meal was almost ready, he turned around and went to the outhouse to chop green onions and fry them in oil.

After a while, there was a squeaking sound, and a burst of green onion fragrance exploded.

Use a spoon to scoop out the green onion and oil, pour it on the freshly steamed rice, pour some soy sauce into it, mix it, and take a bite while it's hot.

OMG, it smells so good!

Du Fei brought the lunch box into the room and pulled out a pickle. That would be enough for dinner tonight.

But as soon as he sat down, he saw Xiaowu squatting on top of the radio, staring at the lunch box with his big eyes.

Only then did Du Fei remember that there was still one mouthful at home.

I had just forgotten about this guy while focusing on bibimbap.

He went to the cupboard to get a big bowl, set aside half of the scallion oil mixed rice and put it next to the door.

Du Fei vaguely remembered that later generations seemed to say that cats cannot eat onions.

But nowadays, we don’t have to pay attention to that. Besides, I, the Great Chinese Country Cat, am not like those exotic bitches with delicate stomachs. There is nothing I can’t eat!

Sure enough, Xiao Wu jumped down from the top of the radio, walked over, sniffed it, and ate it.

Du Feng saw that it was not picky about food and started to eat it himself.

After finishing the meal, I poured some hot water and washed the lunch box.

As for Xiao Wu, the bowl he licked was cleaner than he washed it.

At this time, Mr. Ma's play was finished, and other programs started to be broadcast. Du Fei was not interested, so he turned to several channels, but could not find any entertainment programs such as storytelling and cross talk.

I had to give it up for the time being, thinking about going to work tomorrow to find someone to ask what programs each radio station has.

While thinking about it, he went to boil water, wash his face and feet, and got into the bed that was warmed by the fire.

I looked at my watch again and saw that it was only seven o'clock!

In later generations, nightlife hasn't even begun.

At the same time, a burst of exciting music came from the radio.

Immediately followed by a sonorous and powerful announcement: "Good evening, comrades, and welcome to TV news. The main content of today's program is..."

Du Fei was slightly startled. He didn't expect that there would be a tradition of broadcasting the news at seven o'clock.

It's a pity that there is no TV, so I can only listen to the fun on the radio.

Du Fei listened with interest for a while, but then found it uninteresting.

When he traveled back through time, he had already understood the general trend, and then listened to

These leftover materials that can be broadcast have neither mystery nor freshness, and are naturally boring.

But at this moment, Xiaowu suddenly shouted.

Du Fei raised his head and noticed that Xiao Wu was a little uneasy.

I saw its tail raised high, meowing and circling.

Du Fei was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Damn it, are you trying to poop on me?"

He quickly stood up, put on his clothes, and went to open the door, but he couldn't let this guy get dragged into the house.

Xiaowu followed Du Fei and rushed out as soon as he opened the door.

The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier.

The wind and snow moved along the crack of the door and instantly obscured Du Fei's face.

Xiao Wu didn't care, his paws lightly left a string of plum blossoms on the snow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Du Fei shuddered and looked at the dark yard, feeling in his heart a group of mud horses racing past.

"Xiaowu, did he... just run away like that?" Du Fei looked at the wind and snow outside the door depressedly. It was absolutely impossible to chase him.

At night, trying to catch an escaped cat is simply wishful thinking.

Du Fei could only admit that he was unlucky and quickly closed the door.

Don't let the cat run away and catch yourself a cold again.

He wiped his face with a towel and got back into the warm bed, trying to make Du Fei feel better.

However, at this moment, Du Fei, who had just laid down, suddenly froze.

Another picture actually switched before his eyes.

It was a dark corner. In the lower part of the field of vision, there was a big cat with its tail raised and defecating. It turned out to be Xiaowu who had just escaped!

The upper part is facing Xu Damao's house across the yard, and the light from the house just shines on the chicken coop at the door of his house.

Through this scene, it is not difficult to judge

Judging from it, this should be the passage leading to the back room of the courtyard in the past.

But after liberation, the back room was requisitioned, and another door was opened directly from the north alley. This passage was also blocked with bricks.

Although Du Fei was sure of Xiao Wu's location, he didn't rush out to catch the cat.

He was even more curious about why the third-person perspective of Xiaowu appeared in front of him.

Could it be that Xiaowu had undergone the white light transformation of the portable space, which caused this effect?

After a while, Xiaowu finished pooping and kicked twice with his hind legs. Instead of returning to Du Fei's house, he was extremely agile and jumped onto the top of the wall, and then jumped again, and had already reached the ridge of the main house in the backyard.

The scene in front of Du Fei followed like a shadow, as if he was playing a game in the third-person perspective.

In the wind and snow, Xiaowu walked gracefully from one end of the ridge to the other, and then jumped again, spanning five or six meters, and jumped silently to the roof of Xu Damao's house...

In just a few minutes, Xiaowu crossed the house and moved away from the courtyard.

But as the distance widened, it did not affect Du Fei's following it in the third-person perspective.

At the same time, Du Fei could vaguely perceive the emotions fed back by Xiaowu.

It was not trying to escape, but just wanted to come out to patrol the surrounding territory.

This made Du Fei feel relieved, and he observed Xiao Wu's movements with more peace of mind.

At this time, Xiao Wu came to an open space with cement pipes piled up.

Suddenly, a threatening cry came from behind a cement pipe.

Xiao Wu paused slightly, then walked over.

Behind the cement pipe, a skinny tabby cat looked at this side vigilantly, with a struggling rat under its paw.

Xiao Wu glanced at the rat but disdained it, and instead stared at the tabby cat, with a strong hostility...