Chapter 628 Startling Every Step of the Way

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Fimas has two questions that I can't figure out. Even if Aimengpet doesn't regard cats and dogs as their lives at all, at least they are tools for them to make money. Why don't they even give them enough food? In addition, as adult female dogs as reproductive tools, shouldn't priority be given to ensuring their health?

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

As the chef in charge of pet food, Lao Zheng does not participate in the sales commission. He is probably just a temporary worker and has no benefits such as year-end bonus. In this case, he might as well deduct some food expenses and put it in his pocket. Even if he can't get cash, at least he can eat the whole chickens prepared for these dogs, leaving only the chicken head and buttocks in the porridge. No one will find out anyway, so what if they find out?

Several adult female dogs were almost dying of hunger. Their teeth could only eat liquid food, but what they were waiting for was only the bottom of the pot.

Old Zheng knocked the rice spoon on the cage, and a little white porridge on the spoon was knocked into the cage. The female dog, who had been motionless, struggled to stand up, greedily licking off the cold porridge residue.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm doing it for your own good. The porridge at the bottom of the pot is the most nutritious. I saved it for you." Old Zheng muttered to himself.

At this moment, Fei Max really wants to go back to the barren mountains and ridges of the world of mental imagery. It is a world where there is no law, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and there is a little bit of superstition. without worrying about getting yourself into trouble.

A cage of puppies suddenly made a noise, which caught Femus' attention.

Five puppies were crowded into a cage, and the cage was full of dry and hard feces. The five puppies pushed each other, as if they were fighting for something.

Feimasi's night vision is not as good as Laocha's. He can't see clearly, but Laocha can see clearly. The puppies are fighting for a few chicken bones, which were thrown into the porridge by the young employees. There is no meat on the chicken bones, and they have all been gnawed clean. There may be only one or two shreds of meat and the bone marrow in the bones, but even so, they are indescribably attractive to puppies who drink porridge all day long.

But they are so small that some chickens have broken bones, exposing sharp, dark stubble that could puncture their throats. Lao Cha picked up a small stone from the ground, and the bent claws popped out, passing through the wire of the cage accurately, and hitting the chicken bone.

The chicken bone fell out of the cage, and the puppies huddled around the cage in disappointment, stretching out their arms as hard as they could, trying to get the chicken bone back.

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

"Who's there?" Old Zheng opened his eyes wide, looking into the dark place where the lights couldn't reach.

He couldn't see anything clearly, but just because he couldn't see clearly, his imagination could grow wildly, as if there were some terrible ghosts squatting in the dark.

Holding the long-handled rice spoon in his hand as a weapon, he walked over boldly and carefully, only to find that there was nothing there, knowing that he was a false alarm, so he was relieved.

As soon as Lao Cha succeeded in the blow, he winked at Femas, and the two quietly squeezed out from under the woven cloth. Of course they are not afraid of such a bullying chef, but the real purpose of this trip has not been completed and cannot be easily exposed.

They are not familiar with the place of the breeding farm, and Lao Zheng obviously wants to feed all the pets dinner, as long as they follow him quietly, they can save themselves the trouble of looking for them.

Lao Zheng pushed the empty dining cart back to the kitchen, and after a while, he pushed the dining cart out again. There was a pack of loose cat food in the dining cart, without a box or brand.

Femas felt that the smell of cat food was a bit familiar. Thinking back carefully, when I went to the dog market with Zhang Zian last time, I saw someone selling cat food in bulk at the side of the road. The price was ridiculously cheap, and the people who bought it Not a lot, it should be this kind of cat food.

Lao Zheng, who was pushing the cart, didn't notice that a cat and a dog were quietly following him in the shadows.

He raised the woven cloth curtain and pushed the cart into another ceiling.

Similar to the previous canopy, there are many iron cages under this canopy. The difference is that there are cats here, including the common British shorthair, American shorthair and Siamese. Two or three or even three or four are crowded in one cage. inside.

Old Zheng still scooped up granular cat food with a long-handled spoon and sprinkled it into the cage at will, letting the half-grown kittens scramble for it.

Fei Max and Lao Cha got in from under the woven cloth, and saw a more shocking scene than before.

A female cat with no recognizable appearance lay reclined in the cage, the lactating organs on her chest and abdomen were swollen like a small steamed bun, and several puppies who had just been born less than one month old were curled up under her belly, sucking desperately Almost dry cat milk. Only continuous birth and lactation, without any rest and recovery time at all, can make a female cat look like this.

What's even more frightening is that a mass of cold and lifeless organs fell out from between its legs. It was its uterus for breeding life. It must have severely destroyed its reproductive system in the last birth, and it may also be the last birth. . Feimasi and Laocha don't want to think about what will happen to it after losing its value.

When passing by the female cat, Lao Zheng poked it with the handle of a long spoon into the cage. Seeing that the female cat still reacted, he moved his body a little, and then pushed the cart away from the ceiling.

"Old tea..." Fei Masi hesitated to speak.

Old Cha shook his head lightly, "Femas, I know what you're talking about, but if you can't bear it, you'll make a big mess."

Feimasi knew that the old tea was right, but it was hard to swallow. In terms of self-cultivation, it was much worse than the old tea.

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

"Is it Old Zheng?"

"Huh? What's the matter?"

A door opened suddenly, and someone came out carrying several black garbage bags.

"Help me throw these dead cats and dogs to the garbage disposal site in the backyard." The man threw the black garbage bag onto the dining car pushed by Lao Zheng, a few messy and dirty hairs were exposed in the garbage bag, and there was a The claws hang down from the mouth of the bag feebly, and the rancid smell quietly diffuses in the air.

"Why don't you throw it yourself?" Old Zheng said dissatisfied.

"Oh, aren't you doing it by the way? I have to wear a coat when I'm going to throw it." The man pushed Lao Zheng's shoulder without any explanation, "Old Zheng, just take a little trouble, and I'll buy you a drink later."

"Drink, drink! How many times have you said it? When did you really ask for it? You just ask for it with your mouth!" Old Zheng was full of complaints.

"Tsk, I was delayed by something before, this time I really ask you to throw it away for me!" The man turned and entered the room without waiting for Lao Zheng to say anything else.

"Fuck! It's so dirty!" Lao Zheng glanced at the black garbage bag in disgust, "Everyone is so lazy, they will order me around!"

He was dissatisfied, but he couldn't refuse. He cursed and was about to push the cart away, when the man came out of the house again, "Old Zheng, wait a minute!"

"Is there anything else?" Lao Zheng asked angrily, "Is there anything else that you can't finish talking at once?"

The man was holding a small box in his hand, and said with a smile: "I almost forgot, and I will send this medicine to them—be careful, don't break it, there are glass bottles inside! This medicine is quite expensive!"

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

"Oh, Old Zheng, it's not that serious. As long as you don't deliberately drop it, the medicine bottle won't break. There's something inside to cushion it." The man forced the small box into Old Zheng's dining car. Lao Zheng obstructed in every possible way, but still failed.

"Why are you like this?" Old Zheng asked anxiously.

The man took out a cigarette and handed it to him, "Oh, Lao Zheng, please help me, I really don't want to make another trip."

Old Zheng stared at the remaining smoke.

"Okay, it's all for you."

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

"Zhang Wanguo and the others." The man raised his finger and pointed deeper into the farm.