Is what you're learning correct?

Chapter 28 Master Sang Biao

Wei Hongbing's eyes appeared in a rather comical shape behind his glasses: "This...this is a tiger!"

"Exactly! Absolutely!"

"Is it okay to keep this as a pet? And with a cat?"

"Well..."

"Yanchuan is indeed close to the Siberian tiger's activity range, and there's a protected area, but it's only close..." Wei Hongbing opened his mouth, unsure of what to say: "It might be an abandoned one that was found... um... but it just hasn't been handed over yet? There have been strong winds and snowstorms for the past few days."

Silence is, of course, just an excuse.

Only now did they begin to seriously examine the enormous cat house.

The floor and stone walls are made of stacked and nested whole logs with bark intact. Wooden cat houses are scattered on the four walls, most of which are natural tree holes with bark and knots, while some cat houses are simply holes carved out of the stone walls. There are seven or eight old trees, as thick as a person's embrace, that reach straight to the roof beams. All of them are the part of the trunk that has been turned into the canopy, and many thick ropes are tied to them and hang down, swaying slightly like the eyes of the cats.

Several large and small humming brushes stood in the four corners of the cat house. Besides the one where Wei Shuang was lying, there was a small long wooden table, as well as some boulders, cut tree roots, wooden stumps, wooden sofas, long benches and other odds and ends.

The entire cat house was surprisingly clean, with a warm, cozy smell of cats and cat food. It seemed that the only things related to cat hair were the cats themselves and the balls of cat yarn scattered on the floor. The largest one was even the size of a medium-sized yoga ball, woven from strands of cat hair.

Wei Rui found the sight increasingly breathtaking—yes, breathtaking. He turned to his father, Wei Jinnan, and asked, "Dad, how much do you think it would cost to move all this stuff upstairs for our Black Bean?"

Wei Jinnan was speechless for a moment. After all, she was his daughter, his own flesh and blood: "These materials... well... they are all common types of wood, but if you want to bring them upstairs, they are really expensive. You have to remove the windows first and then use a tower crane to transport them."

"I love it so much..."

They chatted casually, and time slowly passed. Around two o'clock in the morning, even the most taut nerves could not withstand the test of natural laws and physiological limits. Everyone's gaze gradually entered a dazed and confused state, and they became increasingly anxious and restless.

Wei Jindong suddenly stood up, walked to a corner, picked up a cat food bowl, and stared at it intently. Everyone was startled, their gazes involuntarily sweeping over Wei Shuang's side. Several fantastical scenarios flashed through their minds simultaneously, with one thinking, "If the son's problem isn't solved yet, will the father also—?"

"elder brother?"

"Near East, what are you doing?"

"The Near East!"

Wei Jindong then realized he might have scared them, and gave a wry smile: "I've been up all night and it's almost dawn... I... just wanted to find a basin to pour some water and wash my face... to refresh myself..."

"You scared us!" Wei Rui pointed in another direction: "There's a water tap over there!"

"Oh, oh..." Wei Jindong forced a smile, trying to make conversation: "Xiao Rui, didn't you add Master Lu on WeChat? What did you two talk about?"

Wei Rui pouted, "He ignored me completely, just said we'd talk about it later. Just because someone's handsome doesn't mean they're all that great! So aloof!"

"Master Lu, hmm, he really is good-looking!" Since they couldn't sleep, they decided to chat. Xi Ran's gaze swept past Wei Rui and looked at Wei Jinnan and his wife: "Rui Rui and Jinnan are the same type, sharp-eyed, always picking on good-looking people!"

"Hey sister-in-law, you..." Wei Jinnan chuckled, "Yeah, but our Qianqian really is! Back in college..."

"Wei Jinnan! Behave yourself! Don't talk nonsense in front of the children!"

"cough..."

Wei Rui blinked: "Dad, just tell me, please!"

Wei Jinnan also stood up, pacing to dispel his sleepiness: "Back in college, with my looks and qualifications, there were enough girls to make a football team out of your mother. It's no exaggeration to say that your dad, me, was a handsome and talented man, and with just a little bit of skill, I made your mother fall in love at first sight and have her fall for me again and again—"

"Come on! The kids are all grown up... and you're still doing this..." Han Qian couldn't hold back anymore: "Your dad, his so-called 'little tricks' are things like secretly slipping love letters into my dorm, begging and pleading in the cafeteria to switch seats with me, kicking a soccer ball at me, and reciting poetry and singing those nonsensical songs under my dorm window. The times saved him; if it were now, ha, you guys would have been born before he was even out of prison!"

"Hey, I...no...the kids are all grown up...give me some face!"

"What face do you have, you shameless scoundrel?"

The group chuckled quietly, but Wei Heng didn't. His face was as white as a sheet of paper that had just come off the production line: "It... seems... something is knocking on the door..."

"Bang!"

The heavy wooden double door slammed against the long stone threshold with a loud thud, then bounced back with a creaking sound. The cold wind that kept seeping in through the cracks stirred up the two sand dune-like snow ridges radiating from the ground, creating two small whirlwinds.

The lights in the cat house started flickering for some reason, and the brush roller in the corner made an awkward sound, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Under the flickering light, it looked like a swaying paper banner to everyone.

Wei Jindong swallowed hard: "Keep an eye on Xiaoshuang, Jinnan, open the door, we're opening the door!"

"Okay...okay, bro..."

Wei Jindong felt a little more at ease as he pulled the heavy bolt into his hand. The door opened inward, and the biting mountain wind, carrying sharp snowflakes, stung like steel needles. Light still shone in from outside, but there was nothing there.

"Dad? Dad! Feet, feet!"

Then Wei Jindong and Wei Jinnan saw a pair of eerie blue-green eyes that looked like will-o'-the-wisps. If their legs hadn't been so weak, the two brothers would have jumped up and hugged each other.

Below the steps was a cat, a... well... a huge cat. Wei Lao Da and Wei Lao Er were quite certain that it was a cat.

Its thick, blue-gray fur was spotless, without any markings, only variations in color. It sat like a lion on the threshold steps, staring straight at the cat house with an extremely arrogant gaze, treating all living beings with indifference.

For some reason, perhaps influenced by the various strange situations that Wei Shuang had caused these past few days, the two brothers subconsciously made way for the cat.

"Holy crap...this cat is huge..."

The big cat lowered its head, picked up two rabbits and a few squirrels from the ground with its mouth, and lightly stepped over the wide and high steps. It slowly passed between Wei Jindong and Wei Jinnan. When it passed the two men, it even looked back at the door. So the two men wisely closed it again.

"Bang!"

The rabbits and squirrels, not yet completely frozen, landed with a thud on the small table. A dozen cats of various colors and breeds immediately jumped down from their cozy nests, circling around the big cat and rubbing against it, purring and meowing softly.

Wei Rui opened her mouth: "What we're waiting for... um... it?"

"this..."

"Don't speak yet, let's observe first."

Wei Rui felt that the big cat's standing height was probably already higher than her knees, and its body length seemed to be more than a meter. In short, it was very big, not just big, and it didn't take the humans present seriously at all. After putting down its prey, it went to drink water on its own, and the splashing sound of water echoed in the cat house.

"it..."

"Is that a cat?"

"I've even seen tiger cubs, so this big cat... well, it's not surprising, is it...?"

"what!"

Wei Rui suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"cat..."

Wei Rui pointed at Wei Shuang.

After just a few words, the sound of drinking water had disappeared. The big cat, who had somehow left everyone's sight, appeared on Wei Shuang, sitting upright on Wei Shuang's chest, looking down at him with its head down.

"No...it's not shaking anymore..." Xi Ran stared intently at Wei Shuang, the tiny veins on her temples bulging and throbbing slightly. "Shuang! Jin Dong, look at Shuang's eyes!"

"I hope it won't get crushed..."

Xi Ran turned her head and glared fiercely at Wei Jindong, scaring him into silence and making no move. Xi Ran was like a drowning person grabbing a small branch floating on the water; whether she could float was another matter, but anyone who tried to get close would definitely get hit.

"Snap!"

Suddenly, the big cat raised its paw and slapped him, the sound of a solid paw hitting a person. This blow seemed to stiffen Wei Shuang, his face twisting violently toward Xi Ran and the others, his body arching backward with his waist and abdomen as the center, the restraints making a grating squeak as they tightened.

"Well!"

Wei Shuang's eyes were wide open and staring straight ahead. A gag was inserted into her mouth, and intermittent, hoarse noises rolled from deep in her throat. She looked extremely terrifying, as if all the color in her face had been gathered in her bulging eyes.

Wei Rui glanced at it once, and her heart skipped a beat.

She might not have understood the meaning of "creepy" before, but now she does. Creepy means that the heart is pounding against the bones in the chest cavity, squeezing out every bit of coldness from the bones, and then radiating out from every capillary and every hair, converging at the tailbone, and finally creeping up the spine to the top of the head.

The big cat didn't extend its claws; its furry front paws were toying with Wei Shuang's head as if it were playing with a ball on the table. Wei Shuang, with her head tilted to the side, had drool pooling on the table, and her teeth were grinding.

Suddenly, the big cat stood up, its front paws stepping on Wei Shuang's chin and cheek, its hind paws landing on the triangular area between his ribs. It swayed its body backward, forming a beautiful arc, its head raised like a crescent moon, stretching like a very, very, very normal lazy cat.

But it was precisely this ordinariness and normalcy that reminded Wei Hongbing, the most materialistic person present, of the long-circulated scene of a yellow immortal worshipping the moon and swallowing his inner elixir. Wei Hongbing suddenly shivered and woke up from the scene in his mind. In front of him was the suspicious and concerned look in his wife's eyes. He hesitated and could only smile bitterly and wave his hand to indicate that he was fine.

"Ugh~"

Wei Shuang's eyes snapped shut, and a mouthful of foul-smelling, sticky liquid was split into two streams by the gag tube, gushing out of her mouth like a burst dam.

Xi Ran didn't have time to think about why Wei Shuang, who had barely eaten for months, would vomit such a thing. Fearing that something might have happened, she reached out to help Wei Shuang change his position, but Wei Jindong pulled her into his arms.

Wei Shuang's violent vomiting lasted for about half a minute. At first, it was just a cloudy light green liquid, which then gradually turned gray, dark green, and even black.

"Dad...Mom? I...I'm a little hungry..."

"Xiao Shuang?! Waaaaah, my Xiao Shuang! Xiao Shuang!"

"Wei Shuang? You know who your father is??"

As dawn broke, Master Sang Biao, who had been busy all night, licked his paws, let out a long yawn, suddenly sniffed, and walked over to the weak, pitiful, and helpless little golden retriever. He sniffed it, licked it, and pawed at it...

"Croak!!"

The dirty little chick had been suffering for several days without any food or water. It seemed to smell a slightly familiar scent, and struggled to open its mouth, letting out a hoarse, or rather tragic, voice.

Then...

Stopped abruptly.

Sang Biao slapped it so hard that it spun around in mid-air for a minute and a half, its head the center of the cat's head. Before it even landed, Sang Biao grabbed the scruff of its neck, jumped up, and leaped onto the throne in the center of the largest tree in the cat house.