Ten minutes later.
Uncle Alai parked the car slowly in front of the orphanage gate. Gu Weijing opened the door and let Awang, who was sitting impatiently in the car, jump out of the back seat.
The civet cat sniffs the ground.
He rushed towards a brown floral tarpaulin shed under the eaves of the concierge.
There is a portable cattery.
There are small glass bottles of catnip minced fragrance, canned cans, and cat toys.
For Awang, they represent good things, delicious things and fun things.
It was happily running towards its stronghold in the orphanage with its tail wagging, and in the corner of its eye, it saw a figure holding an oil lamp.
Awang subconsciously felt something was wrong and tried to hold back.
However, the claws that had been cut off by Katsuko Sakai with nail clippers reduced the grip of its soles, and the recent weight gain from eating high-calorie cat food slightly restricted the dexterity of the civet cat. degree.
Its feet slipped slightly on the floor tiles in front of the porter's hut, and its whole body rolled on the ground like a puddle of liquid meat ball.
When Awang wants to jump up again.
It's too late.
"Meow"
Awang let out a heartbroken meow.
A devil's hand grasped the soft flesh behind her head with great precision and picked her up from the ground.
The civet cat kicked its limbs wildly and opened its mouth to bite.
But her fat limbs are too short for human arms, so she can only spread her teeth and claws in the air, which is very cute.
“Sniffing catnip all the time will lower your tolerance. Sister Sakai specifically told me before she left that you will not be allowed to come into contact with catnip powder in the past few days. Please be a good little cat. ”
Jasmine put down the lantern, took out the mint aromatherapy bottle from the portable cattery in front of Awang, tightened the mouth of the bottle and put it in her pocket.
Katsuko Sakai is not in Yangon this weekend.
Counting the time, Miss Katsuko has already transferred to Myanmar for quite some time.
Mrs. Sakai felt a little sorry for her daughter who spent every day painting in the studio, in order to prevent Katsuko from growing gray hair in a remote place like Myanmar.
In the past two days, her mother took her to the famous Siam Paragon in Bangkok to go shopping to change her mood.
The flight is on Wednesday and will fly back next Monday morning.
Professor Sakai’s income is a bit extravagant to buy a business jet.
But it is still very common to travel to surrounding countries on weekends. Many big local businessmen in Myanmar work in Yangon but live in the more prosperous Bangkok not far away.
And just in the name of collecting style.
The Tokyo Gallery contract directly reimburses all air tickets.
Moli hugged Awang and said hello to brother Gu Weijing, "I came here so late today and I still have to paint.""Yeah."
"Yeah. "
Gu Weijing nodded, "Awang may not be able to play with you today. I want to find Budao. ”
Autistic children and Mao Mi, if you want to draw a good portrait of Amy, there is no better field model than this.
In the small studio.
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The fat baby Bu Dao sat alone on the teak floor, pointing at the cat in the corner of the room, and said the words with difficulty.
Awang squatted warily On his hind limbs, he turned his head to look at the unfamiliar fat baby.
Sakai Katsuko did not pretend to invite everyone in the orphanage to have a French meal.
But Katsuko. Miss Zi will also not mind helping those in need within her ability.
The majority of the monthly expenses of the Good Luck Orphanage are not food, but the treatment of these children with congenital diseases. Cost.
Jasmine’s AIDS cocktail therapy is covered by the United Nations’ special medical funds, which basically costs nothing.
But Budao’s situation is not covered by the United Nations’ assistance projects. It is covered by local medical insurance.
It would be too pitiful if the children nearby can’t even raise the money for medical treatment while feeding Awang cans.
She is so popular in the orphanage not only because she is Gu Weijing's girlfriend
But also because she generously undertakes Budao's language rehabilitation training class and other tasks like an angel. All the expenses for the strabismus correction surgeries for the two children
Bu Dao now follows some specially prepared word cards for auxiliary training on vocal cord pronunciation and pronunciation with the help of a trainer.
After all, he is still young.
Now is the golden age of learning ability, and his own autism symptoms tend to be relatively mild.
He is undergoing rehabilitation training. With help.
Although he still speaks some alien language that ordinary people cannot understand, he can still pronounce a few simple words with relatively standard pronunciation.
Mao Mi is one of the best pronunciations of words he has mastered.
Beyond a wall
Gu Weijing was sitting on the bean bag sofa in the hallway, watching on his mobile phone. This scene happened in the small studio, and the drawing board software on IAD was ready beside me.
After entering early April, the modernization of water and electricity in the entire orphanage building has been basically completed, and there is also a wireless network. Cover.
After all, it is the place where a work called "Hundred Flowers" worth at least six figures is stored.
And despite Sakai Katsuko's young age, his works are still there. It's worth several thousand dollars, and the most expensive works can even be sold for tens of thousands. It's hard to estimate the potential for future appreciation.
To be cautious, this cabin is equipped with high-definition video. webcam
He and Ms. Sakai can access the camera's background through passwords to view the situation in real time.
In order to observe the most natural relationship between autistic children and civet cats, Gu Weijing left Awang and Budao playing in the room.
He himself gave up the space completely to them.
I moved a beanbag sofa and watched the progress of the relationship between the two young models through the camera in the corridor.
So far.
There is nothing that looks like a spark of "intimate connection" between the two young models on camera.
Budao seems to be very interested in cats, but the problem is that he is a bit too timid.
Although Jasmine is a well-behaved girl, after meeting him for the first time and asking for his permission, she excitedly jumped up to Awang and dragged him away.
Awang is a stuffed toy in her hand, and she can play with it however she wants.
When I arrived at Budao, I just took a few tentative steps towards the civet cat in the corner.
After Awang raised his teeth in a casual demonstration.
He was so shocked that he fell to the ground, pointed at Awang and kept shouting "Cat Cat", but he did not dare to really get close again.
On the contrary, Nga Wang was proud of his majesty.
She felt that all the self-esteem she had lost with Jasmine had been regained by this fat baby.
The cat squatted there, winking and twitching its beard. From time to time, it would flash its sharp fangs, scaring Budao so happily.
Looking at the phone, Budao seemed to be crying at any moment.
Gu Weijing helplessly held his forehead.
Since taking on this task, he has also taken the time to read a lot of information about autistic patients.
Gu Weijing knows that timidity is a typical symptom of many autistic patients.
Their perception of the external environment is completely different from that of normal people.
Not only does one close oneself off, but it is also easy to become frightened by some overly strong stimuli.
The firecrackers went off on the street, the thunder exploded overhead, and even people spoke loudly, as well as Ngawang’s shouts of aim and aim.
In short, they live like a bunch of easily frightened little rabbits.
Gu Tongxiang used to like to listen to Mr. Shan Tianfang’s commentary on the romances of the Sui and Tang Dynasties.
The great master Li Yuanba, the younger brother of Li Shimin, is the reincarnation of the Garuda, the great roc of the upper world. He is the best in martial arts. He is good at using a sledgehammer and is invincible.
Even the villain Yuwen Chengdu couldn't beat him. According to historical fiction, only a small half of the millions of rebels on the Eighteenth Route Army in the late Sui Dynasty could be killed in one afternoon. It is conservatively estimated that an average of three thousand people were beaten to death every minute. Multiple people.
Such a great master is a born fool. He is especially afraid of thunder and trembles when he hears thunder.
If we can capture even a fraction of the historical truth from storytelling, then it is very likely that Li Yuanba was a severely autistic person.who.
"Maybe this is not a good idea"
Gu Weijing looked at Awang's arrogant look on the screen in his hand, and then looked at the door of the studio on one side.
Start to seriously judge whether you have made a wrong decision.
I heard that folded-eared cats generally have a softer personality, and I don’t know if Amy is a very gentle cat.
The first time Budao came into contact with pets, he faced Ngawang, a little tiger with a bad temper. Don't be frightened and have some psychological shadow.
Time passes minute by minute.
Fortunately, Little Budao didn't really cry after all. He just stared at the cat in the corner eagerly, neither daring to get close nor willing to run away.
Bu Dao made no further response, and Awang seemed to be tired of teasing him with grinning teeth.
I guess in Maomao's mind, this doll who only sits there and meows like cat is also quite a strange person.
It is like a big doll that can only repeat specific sentences.
Although it won’t make Awang particularly unhappy like that annoying little girl, scaring such a puppet-like child is really unfulfilling.
The civet cat stood up, rolled out a blue plastic cat ball from under the curtain, and began to play with her cat toy.
It likes things that can roll around on the wooden floor by itself.
"Alas"
It seems that this collection failed.
The relationship between Amy and Tony is irreproducible, and Budao has fallen into that self-enclosed state again. Now he doesn’t even meow, he just sits there stupidly. .
Gu Weijing, who was outside the screen, let out a low sigh.
The headmistress named the doll Budao, which is the Burmese word for the red sandalwood flower, the national flower of Myanmar. The Buddhist flower language of the red sandalwood flower is restrained, wealthy and auspicious.
This name was not chosen well.
I don’t know whether I will be rich and auspicious in the future, but I am quite restrained.
Are you not restrained enough even if you are autistic?
Awang, who had chased the cat ball several times, brushed it past Budao, his fluffy tail almost brushing against the fat baby's calf.
Awang Le was not willing to put it aside for now. The child still didn’t even dare to reach out and touch the cat.
The blue plastic ball rolling around on the floor looks more energetic than Budao.
Gu Weijing patiently observed outside the door for half an hour, just when he thought the evening was going to be wasted.
The change finally happened unexpectedly
Awang was tired of chasing the cat ball alone.
Having spent most of his strong energy, he licked the water from the water bowl next to him and focused on the aluminum can of Maomiao placed under the coffee table.
She got intoOn the lower level of the coffee table, I slapped my paw on the can and pushed over a 200g can of staple food and dropped it to the floor.
Awang is very smart and has strong learning ability.
She can even learn to use her paws to press the button on the electric cat ball, and she also knows that there is delicious food in the aluminum can.
Just opening a can is indeed beyond Mao Mi’s ability.
She tried to bite the edge of the can with her teeth, but it was not easy to exert force, and she only left a few slight dents on the outer wall of the can.
Awang looked at it for a while and then tried to turn the can of staple food sideways.
The brand of cat cans bought by Katsuko Sakai is not as flat as common pet cans.
It was a cylinder, so after Awang tried it several times, he successfully "rolled" it.
Ding, ding, ding
The can hit the marble baseboard under the studio wall over and over again.
Gu Weijing outside couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.
Primary school extracurricular readings say that when medium-sized cats need to prey on hedgehogs, they will smartly find a high-altitude big rock or small cliff and throw the hedgehog to death.
This way they can eat the soft meat protected by the spikes.
Unfortunately, aluminum cans are not hedgehogs, and there is no high enough cliff in the studio, so Awang cannot break them open with such a collision.
Amidst the tinkling sound, the sweat glands on the pads of Ngawang’s busy paws began to sweat, leaving a small bunch of plum blossom-like wet marks on the champagne-colored wooden floor.
Treat food.
Awang never knew what giving up meant. He couldn't get it open after knocking for a long time, so he hit the surface of the can with his angry paw.
It was spread out by hard metal again.
"Meow"
Awang was in pain and wanted to roll on the ground irritably.
Suddenly Awang's ears turned, he turned his head from the corner, looked back, and stared at the fat baby who had cautiously approached him at some point.
Its body arched subconsciously, its pupils shrank vigilantly, its two front paws firmly clasped the outer edge of the can, and held the cat food under its body.
Gu Weijing, who observed the situation in the studio through the camera, suddenly felt something bad.
When will the Budao children have the courage to play with the cats?
It happens to be this time.
Awang is a cat who grew up eating leftovers and catching mice in the yard. He has lived a hard life, which is the opposite of a well-trained pet.
Protecting food is almost an animal instinct engraved in its bones.
To this day.
When Awang eats, there are still very few people who are close to her to a certain extent who will not be defensive.
Probably only Gu Weijing and Sakai Shengzi were close to Awang and could not be expelled.
Because of the canned matterIn love, old man Wu and his cat were in a state of turmoil.
If its claws had not been cut off by Ms. Sakai, I don’t know how many new scars would have been added to the face of this famous Yangon calligrapher with slim gold calligraphy.
When a civet cat wants to eat, and a stranger approaches her, she will really pounce on him and bite him.
Gu Weijing could already imagine the scene of Awang jumping up and giving Budao a bite on the face. He immediately stood up nervously and was about to push in the door to interrupt the painting observation.
My hand has already reached the doorknob.
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