Pemmas has two questions that I don't understand, even if cute pets don't regard cats and dogs as their lives at all, but at least they are a tool to make money, why don't they even give them enough food?

However, from the dialogue between Lao Zheng and the young employees, it roughly guessed some reasons.

Lao Zheng, as a chef in charge of pet food, does not participate in sales commissions, probably just a temporary worker, and does not have benefits such as year-end bonuses. Even if he can't get the cash in his hand, he can at least eat a few whole chickens prepared for these dogs by himself, leaving only the head and butt of the chicken and throw it into the white porridge, anyway, no one will find out, what can he do?

Several adult females were dying of hunger, their teeth only on liquid food, but all they could do was the scraps at the bottom of the pot.

Lao Zheng knocked the rice spoon on the cage, and a little white porridge on the spoon was knocked into the cage, and the female dog, who had not moved or barked, struggled to stand up and greedily licked the cold porridge residue clean.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm for your good, the porridge at the bottom of the pot is the most nutritious, and I specially kept it for you. Lao Zheng muttered to himself.

At this moment, Feimas really wants to return to the barren mountains and mountains of the world of mental imagery, which is a world where there is no royal law, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and there is a little superstition, it and Lao Cha can act openly and honestly, and take care of the injustices in the world without worrying about causing trouble for themselves.

There was a caged puppy that suddenly made a noise, attracting the eye of Pegas.

Five puppies are crammed into a cage with hard dry feces all over it, and the five puppies push each other as if they are fighting for something.

Feimars's vision at night is not as good as that of Lao Cha, it doesn't see clearly, but Lao Cha can see clearly, and the puppies are fighting over a few chicken bones, which are thrown into the porridge by the young employees. There is no meat on the chicken bones, and they are all gnawed clean, and there may only be one or two shreds of meat and marrow in the bones, but even this has an indescribable attraction to puppies who drink white porridge all day long.

But they were so small that some of the chicken bones had broken off, revealing black, sharp stubbles that were likely to poke their throats. Lao Cha picked up a small pebble from the ground, bent his claws and popped it out, accurately passing through the wire of the cage and hitting the chicken bone.

The chicken bones fell out of the cage, and the puppies huddled around the cage in disappointment, trying to reach out their arms to pick up the chicken bones.

The force of Lao Cha's blow was not small, and the stone and the chicken bone collided with a crisp sound.

"Who's there?" Lao Zheng opened his eyes wide, looking into the darkness where the light could not shine.

He couldn't see anything clearly, but it was precisely because he couldn't see clearly that his imagination could run wild, as if there were some terrible demons crouching in the dark.

He took the long-handled rice spoon in his hand as a weapon, and walked cautiously and courageously, and found that there was nothing there, and he was relieved to know that he was in a false alarm.

As soon as Lao Cha struck a blow, he glanced at Feimars, and the two quietly squeezed out from under the woven cloth. Of course, they are not afraid of such a chef who bullies the weak and fears the hard, but the real purpose of this trip has not been completed and cannot be easily exposed.

They are not familiar with the life of the farm, and Lao Zheng obviously wants to feed all the pets dinner, as long as he quietly follows him, he can save himself the trouble of searching.

Lao Zheng pushed the empty food cart back to the kitchen, and after a while, he pushed the food cart out again, and the food cart contained a bag of bulk cat food, no packaging box, no brand.

Feimas felt that the taste of cat food was a little familiar, and thought back carefully, the last time I went to the dog market with Zhang Zi'an, I saw someone setting up a stall on the side of the road to sell bulk cat food, the price was outrageously cheap, and there were many people who bought it, it should be this kind of cat food.

Lao Zheng, who was moving forward with the cart, didn't notice that there was a cat and a dog quietly following him in the shadows.

He lifted the woven curtain and pushed the cart into another ceiling.

Similar to the previous canopy, there are also a lot of iron cages under this canopy, the difference is that there are cats here, there are common British short, American short and Siamese, two or three or even three or four are crammed into one cage.

Lao Zheng still scooped up granular cat food with a long-handled spoon and sprinkled it into the cage at will, leaving the half-sized kittens to scramble.

Fei Ma and Lao Cha came in from under the woven cloth and saw a scene even more shocking than before.

A female beauty who can't see her original appearance is lying in a cage, the lactation organs in her chest and abdomen are swollen like small steamed buns, and several small milk cats that have just been born for less than a month are curled up under its belly, desperately sucking the almost dry cat milk. Only continuous childbirth and lactation, without any time to rest and recover, will make the female cat look like this.

Even more terrifying, a cold and lifeless mass of organs broke out from between its legs, which was its womb where it gave birth, and the last birth must have severely destroyed its breeding system, and it may be the last. Feimas and Lao Cha don't want to think about what will happen to it next when it loses its value.

When passing by the female cat, Lao Zheng poked into the cage with the handle of a long spoon and poked it, seeing that the female cat was still reacting, he moved his body slightly, and then pushed the cart out of the ceiling.

"Old tea ......" Feimas wanted to speak and stopped.

Lao Cha shook his head slightly, "Feimasi, the old man knows what you say, but if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan." ”

Feimas knows that Lao Cha is right, but it is just hard to swallow his anger, and when it comes to cultivation, it is much worse than Lao Cha.

They continued to quietly follow behind Lao Zheng, using shadows and corners to hide their figures.

"Is it Lao Zheng?"

"What's the matter?"

A door suddenly opened, and someone walked out with a couple of black garbage bags.

"Help me get these dead cats and dogs to the garbage disposal in the backyard. The man threw the black garbage bag onto the food cart pushed by Lao Zheng, revealing a few handfuls of messy and filthy hairs in the garbage bag, and a paw hanging weakly from the mouth of the bag, and the smell of rancid smell quietly diffused in the air.

"Why don't you throw it yourself?" said Lao Zheng dissatisfiedly.

"Oh, aren't you by the way? I'm going to throw it and I'm going to wear an overcoat. The man couldn't help but push Lao Zheng's shoulder, "Lao Zheng, you will be tired, and I will invite you to drink when you go back." ”

"Drink and drink! How many times have you said it? Which time did you really invite it?" Lao Zheng grumbled.

"Tsk, something was delayed before, this time I really ask you, hurry up and help me throw it away!" The man didn't wait for Lao Zheng to say anything more, turned around and entered the house.

"Damn, it's so dirty!" Lao Zheng glanced at the black garbage bag with disgust, "Everyone is so lazy that they will call me!"

He was dissatisfied in his heart, but he couldn't refuse, he scolded and was about to push the cart away, when the man came out of the house again, "Lao Zheng, wait a minute!"

"What's the matter?" Lao Zheng asked angrily, "What's the matter that hasn't been said all at once?"

The man held a small box in his hand and said with a smile: "I almost forgot, send this medicine to them again - be careful, don't break it, it's all glass bottles!

When Lao Zheng heard that it was a tricky errand, he immediately retreated and said, "You can send the expensive things yourself, I don't care!"

"Oh, Lao Zheng, it's not that serious, as long as you don't deliberately drop it, the medicine bottle won't break, and there is something buffered inside. The man forcibly stuffed the small box into Lao Zheng's dining car. Lao Zheng obstructed in every possible way, but still did not succeed.

"Why are you like this?" said Lao Zheng anxiously.

The man took out a cigarette and handed it to him, "Oh, Lao Zheng, help, I'm too lazy to run again." ”

Lao Zheng stared at the remaining cigarettes.

"Okay, it's all up to you. ”

The man reluctantly gave him the whole pack of cigarettes, and Lao Zheng smiled, "To whom?"

"Zhang Wanguo, them. The man lifted his hand and pointed deeper into the farm.