979 Definition of Meow Meow (1/2)

Sigh. Zian had already reminded Vladimir earlier not to stare at two or three sheep while shearing them, but it had gone in one ear and out the other. Its habit of using famous quotes was really hard to change.

Zhang Zian resigned. He didn't rush over to say hello to Little Celery. Instead, he first corrected Vladimir. ”You shouldn't just use quote famous quotes, as they lack flexibility. She's not even that old and is, at most, like the sun at six or seven o'clock in the morning…”

Vladimir listened to Zian's advice and nodded. ”Six or seven o'clock is good too.”

”Also, what's the meaning of the Meow Meow Doctrine?” Zian asked. He had heard Vladimir shout the name of its move earlier and somehow felt his chrysanthemum tighten…

Vladimir gave it some thought then explained, ”That is a good question… In short, it fights for the freedom, equality, and fairness of stray cats. Its goal is also to free stray cats from being bullied and oppressed so that they can decide on their own destiny!”

”Okay then…” Its answer was acceptable, so Zhang Zian wisely decided not to delve into it. Who knew if he might get an inappropriate answer if he continued on the subject…

Little Celery was used to Zhang Zian conversing with animals, although his partner that day was a blue cat that looked very spirited. She had never seen it in the store before.

As the weather turned warm, Little Celery was not wearing clothes as thick as the ones she wore during the early spring. They were replaced with loose-fitting sportswear that were easy to move in. Her clothes were a half a size bigger than her actual size––after all, children grew up fast and clothes that fit couldn't be worn for long. Her mother was definitely a pragmatist.

In addition, she finally did not need to wear thick hats and scarves, so her iconic pigtails were fully exposed now.

Zhang Zian noticed the direction of her pigtails, then recalled that it was definitely the weekend. Ever since he had taken over the pet shop, he had almost lost the concept of time; however, Little Celery's pigtails were as accurate as ever.

”Little Celery, it's the weekend. Why are you here so early on a weekend? Didn't you want to sleep in?” he asked.

Little Celery looked around and exclaimed, ”Wow, there's a lot of people!”

Usually during the early morning, the store was as empty as ever––but wasn't Dog Warrior showing? Many local fans who watched the premiere rushed over early in the morning to find Famous so they could get a photo together; however, the shop was not fully prepared for opening, so they were stopped outside by the staff.

There were so many fans lined up outside, and Famous wasn't willing to make the floor dirty with everyone coming in after the staff had cleaned up the place. If all the fans were to be let in, they would interfere with the business, so Famous went outside the shop and satisfied the fans request for photos out there.

Little Celery only remembered after being asked by Zhang Zian that there was a reason she had stopped by. She quickly said, ”I don't have class today, but the hamster in our class is going to give birth soon. My classmates told me to ask you if you could come over to help. Do you have the time?”

Little Celery and her friends had been very serious about raising the hamster; they had formed a feeding plan where daily records were taken by the person on duty each day. Through their care, the hamsters grew well, and several female hamsters had gotten pregnant. Now, despite Zhang Zian's long-term guidance, they had no confidence in handling the childbirth process, so they had Little Celery ask Zhang Zian to come and guide them through the process.

Zhang Zian looked at his schedule, and that day he was as free as usual. If he stayed in the store, he would probably be dragged around by the fans and media then forced to answer their questions, so it was better to just head out for a walk.

What was more, the Zhonghua Road Primary School where Little Celery studied was very close to the shop; it was just minutes away.

”Sure! No problem,” Zhang Zian said. ”I'll take a trip down with you.”

”Thank you, Brother Shop Manager!” Little Celery finally breathed a sigh of relief.

”Little Celery, have you eaten?” asked Zian as he touched his own empty belly.