Chapter 817: Buddhist Mother

"ah!"

Xiaoxue woke up from the nightmare in horror, the hair on her forehead and temples was soaked with sweat, and it stuck tightly to her skin.

She opened her eyes, and the room was dark with the curtains drawn.

She instinctively wanted to sit up and get rid of the nightmare as soon as possible, but her body was very heavy, her breathing was difficult, her chest seemed to be squatting, and she couldn't sit up at all.

Could it be... the legendary ghost press?

The thought of this made her sweat even more.

She barely suppressed the panic in her heart, lowered her eyes and looked down...

"Meow~"

Snowball was lying on her chest, staring at her innocently.

Xiaoxue: "..."

"Go! Get out of bed! It's about to crush me to death!" She waved Snowball out of bed, truly relieved.

No wonder, Xueqiu was a full grown man, with a weight of about ten catties on his chest, he would definitely have difficulty breathing and have nightmares.

She was a little sleepy and wanted to sleep a little longer, but she couldn't. Today is the opening day of the Qiyuan Aquarium, and she has already issued a live broadcast notice, and she will go to the pet store to do a live broadcast... If she continues to stay in bed, her mother will definitely send out again complain.

Xiaoxue got up, washed her face and brushed her teeth, changed into a dry pajamas, sat in front of the desk and stared blankly for a while, until the nightmare was completely forgotten, and then turned on the computer.

Entering Weibo, there were many private messages in the background, and she replied and dealt with them one by one.

Most of the private messages are sent by friendly fans, but occasionally there will be inexplicable insults and accusations. For example, which live broadcast she made was not objective and unfair, and the food in the shop she introduced was not delicious at all, and she even ate it. Afterwards, she had diarrhea and asked her how much favor fee she charged the shopkeeper? Is it possible to live broadcast by recharging?

There is also a private message from the marketing account of a local store in Binhai City, asking her if she will accept the advertisement, and is willing to spend money to invite her to live broadcast an episode and say more good things.

For the latter, she could reply patiently and politely that she was not interested, and the choice of the store was entirely up to her own preferences. For the former, she used to express her apology in trepidation, but gradually she just blocked the matter, because she found that After expressing apology, the other party may not necessarily forgive, but will post her reply on Weibo, and even ask her for compensation.

In a private letter,

Some also claimed to have seen traces of the statue of the cat god. Similar private messages appear almost every day. Once Xiaoxue sees similar private messages, Xiaoxue will always copy the content of the letter into a document.

However, a little analysis reveals that the credibility of the revelations in the private messages is doubtful. Often two or three people claim to have seen the statue of the cat god in two or three different places on the same day... Unless the statue of the cat god can fly, otherwise It's just that some people deliberately play pranks, or want to cheat rewards. There are not only brave men, but also liars under heavy rewards.

Maybe she doesn't want to think about the worst, because some places are inaccessible places, such as unfinished buildings in the suburbs that have been abandoned for many years.

She screened these revelations a little, eliminated those that were too absurd and contradictory, gathered the rest in one document, printed it out, and prepared to hand it over to Zhang Zian today.

Xiaoxue is very curious about the disappearance of the cat god statue, because the statue was given by her, and then disappeared strangely. She wanted to help, but it was better than being bored at home anyway.

squeak

The printer spits out a4 carbon paper.

When she was almost done, Snowball lay on the bottom of her trousers, meowing as if she wanted to climb onto her lap.

"Oh, Snowball, you are so heavy! I can hardly hold you anymore!"

Xiaoxue tried to hug it, and immediately felt the heavy weight in her arms. Back then, when she brought it home from the pet store, it was still like a fur ball, and it grew so big in a blink of an eye.

"Come on, let's go downstairs to eat."

She went downstairs with the snowball in her arms.

Breakfast was already set in the dining room, and my mother gave her a sideways look, "Hey, the sun came out from the west today? Why did you come down without asking you?"

Although she knew it was sarcasm, Xiaoxue still shook her head happily, because if she got angry, she would hit her mother in her arms.

She put Snowball on the floor, where its breakfast was already laid out, and the dining bowl was raised, suitable for a flat-faced cat like a Persian cat, so that the food residues would not get on its face.

Xiaoxue also sat in the restaurant, dusted off her clothes casually, and was about to reach out to grab the bread.

Snapped!

Mother accurately patted the back of her hand, "Go and wash your hands!"

Xiaoxue ran to the bathroom downstairs helplessly, and came back after washing her hands.

"Look at your clothes, it's full of cat hair. It's also in your room. If you don't know, you might think I have two cats!" Mother scolded.

Xiaoxue looked down and saw that the pajamas she had just put on had just hugged Xueqiu for a few minutes, and there were many long and white cat hairs hanging on her chest.

"It has nothing to do with me, it's Snowball shedding hair." She grabbed the bread while defending.

"The hair loss has nothing to do with you? If you brush it every day, how can it lose so much hair?...Forget it, you are going to the pet store today, right? By the way, let Xueqiu shave his hair short!" Mother ordered.

"No." Xiaoxue refused flatly: "It's a long-haired cat, it looks so ugly if it's shaved short."

puff! puff!

Snowball made strange noises under the table, curled up on the carpet, wriggling as if suffering from discomfort.

"What's wrong with Snowball?" Xiaoxue threw down the half-eaten bread, trying to pick it up.

Snowball opened his mouth, and spat out a pool of disgusting stuff with tangled hairs inside.

It seemed to be much more comfortable after vomiting it out, but it also seemed disgusted by what it had vomited up. It pulled the food bowl with its paws and ran to a place a little further away to have breakfast.

Xiaoxue suddenly realized: "This is the so-called hairball, right? It's really a posture!"

She hummed and jumped off the dining chair, trying to slip away quickly, but her mother grabbed her by the collar and said coldly: "It's the cat you brought back. You are responsible for cleaning up this mess. Don't push it to Auntie Cleaning." .”

"It's unlucky!" Xiaoxue cried with a sad face, and found masks, gloves, tissues, disinfectant and other things from the storage room, and closed her eyes to clean up the puddle of vomit.

Ding dong!

Hearing the doorbell, the mother who was overseeing the work went to open the door.

Xiaoxue squeezed her nose at Xueqiu, imitating her mother and said: "You spit it out, you are responsible for cleaning up this mess!"

It's a pity that Snowball remained indifferent and continued to eat its canned cat food.

Mother came back with a large bouquet of flowers, stuck her nose deep into the stamens and took a deep breath, "Mmm, it smells so good!"

"Where did the flowers come from?" Xiaoxue asked curiously, "What holiday is today?"

"I bought it myself, and I'm learning flower arrangement with my neighbor's wife." My mother hummed softly, went to the kitchen to get a vase, sat on the coffee table, took out a bouquet and inserted it into the vase, carefully selected the angle and looked at it repeatedly, feeling dissatisfied , Take it out and replace it with another one.

Xiaoxue took a closer look, "What a beautiful flower, what kind of flower is it?"

"Tulip." The mother glanced at her and asked without any hope, "Do you want to learn with me too?"

Flower arranging is an art of women's power, and it is basically an art exclusive to women. As long as you listen to the name, you can give people a sense of tranquility and elegance. Learning flower arranging for a long time can cultivate temperament, improve artistic accomplishment, and decorate your home more warmly and beautifully. Giving flowers arranged by yourself to guests can convey your sincerity to the other party.

She obviously hoped that Xiaoxue would restrain her temper by learning flower arrangement, even if she couldn't be as gentle and virtuous as a real lady, at least she would be like an ordinary girl.

As expected, Xiaoxue simply shook her head, "Don't learn! Flower arranging is not suitable for me!"

"...How do you know it's not suitable for you if you don't try it?" Mother said angrily.

"Oh! Anyway, it's not suitable for me! I don't fit in, I don't fit in, I don't fit in anyway!" Afraid that her mother would continue to pester her, Xiaoxue hurriedly looked at her watch and said: "The time is coming, I have to go! Everyone is still waiting And me!"

She threw the dirty tissue into the trash can, put the gloves, mask, and disinfectant back in place, and ran back upstairs to change in a panic.

"I'm really... maddened to death! This dead girl is so wild!" The mother gritted her teeth in hatred, and with her fingers clenched, she bent a bouquet of beautiful tulip stems.

"No! No! The world is so beautiful, but I am so irritable. This is not good! I want to meditate! I want to be a Buddhist! From today, I want to be a Buddhist mother! Don't be happy with your baby, don't be sad with yourself!"

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes slightly, looked at her nose with her eyes, looked at her heart with her nose, and smiled, with the Buddha's light on her face, holding a vase in her hand, holding flowers with her five fingers, looking at her like a Guanyin Bodhisattva who is not stained with the dust of the world, and looks pure Virgin Mary.

"It's fine if you have it, it's fine if you don't have it, don't fight or grab it, don't seek to win or lose."

"All troubles are false."

"All kinds of unhappiness are fleeting."

"Marrying and having children is like a dream."

"Let my daughter toss, and I will stand still."

"Buddhas raise children, and they are as happy as they are."

"Amitabha, good and good."

She was chanting words, and under the constant self-suggestion, her mood gradually became cheerful, her negative emotions were swept away, her body seemed to be floating in the clouds, and she even felt that there should be a Buddha's light behind her, and a halo above her head...

Xiaoxue ran and jumped downstairs with her mobile phone and bag on her back.

"Mom, I'm going out!"

She ran two steps, turned her head and saw that the tulips on the table were blooming very beautifully, thinking that it would be hard to go empty-handed when the aquarium opened, and it should be no problem to send a few tulips, right?

"Mom, let me take some flowers. Anyway, there are so many, it shouldn't be a problem." She said casually, took out a few golden tulips from the bouquet, and trotted out the door.

Mother suddenly opened her eyes and saw that Xiaoxue had taken away all the golden tulips, leaving her only red, pink, and white ones. How could she arrange flowers?

"Come back to me! Put down the flowers! If you want to send flowers, go and buy them yourself!" She shouted at the top of her voice.

It's a pity that Xiaoxue has already run far away, and she can't hear her roar.

Sure enough, she still couldn't be a Buddhist mother.