Lihua Temple

It has had two names. The first one is obtained when the human girl screams "so dirty" and throws it into the trash can - garbage. The second one was given by the scavenger grandma, who gently stroked the little tiger with her chilblained fingers when she picked up its wet little body on a rainy night. Grandma's straw shed is its paradise, even if it leaks, even if it only has clean water and broken steamed buns. But heaven only lit up for seventy-three days. That rainy night, grandma never stood up again. It licked her cold face until it learned not to cry. From then on, the community became its world. From the embarrassment of being chased and bitten by wild dogs, to slapping down the bully who bullied the female cat with one claw; from being so hungry that he gnawed grass roots, to having a territory that covers three buildings. It fights fiercely, but always leaves a mouthful of food for smaller stray cats next to the garbage station. It called the fat Juju Biao who was fainting under the car from hunger, and picked up the silly blue cat Er Lengzi who was kicked out by his previous owner. They say he is the king. But the softest place in its heart will always retain the warmth of Grandma Yuye's palm, and the white cat with fur as bright as the moon—Bai Jianjia, standing under the sycamore tree. There are rumors in the world that she is the "Liu Yifei" of the cat world, so cold and otherworldly. But when she looked at it, there was loneliness that she knew in her amber eyes. This is a story about loss and gain, wandering and homecoming, violence and tenderness. A little tabby cat, living under the roof of mankind, has become its own legend.