Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âWhatâs wrong? Is there a problem on the roof?â The director saw that the other children had all gone to play with the cats. Only Jiang Xinyuan was different from the other children. He seemed to be more interested in this house. Jiang Xinyuan thought about it. âWill there be rats on the roof?â
Upon hearing this, Zhang Nan immediately took a deep breath. âThatâs right. Why did I forget about this? There are definitely rats in houses in the countryside! Especially in such an old house that has been in disrepair for a
long time. The beams might have been bittenâ¦â
âDonât panic!â Fu Xin patted her shoulder and comforted her. âLook, there are cats in this house. There wonât be any rats within a five-kilometer radius. Country cats are very good at catching rats.â
Fei Fei looked at the two cats not far away and was tempted. âAre there any extra cats? Can we have one in each house? Iâm really afraid of rats! But when I think of this dilapidated house, Iâm not afraid of rats.â
Chen Xiaomei was not afraid of rats. Moreover, she remembered that in her previous life, Bai Ruiruiâs luck was the best. She directly drew the best red brick house of all the houses. And Jiang Xinyuan drew the first house. There was also a cat in that house. Although it was raised by the owner, he did not care much about it. Jiang Xinyuan liked it very much. Before he left, he even asked her if she could bring the cat home. But how could she do as he wanted? She directly rejected it.
When she saw Jiang Xinyuanâs sad expression, she was happy for a few days.
Chen Xiaomei thought of something and immediately said enthusiastically, âThere must be many pastoral cats in the village. They are all good at catching rats. Fei Fei, if you really want them, you can go to the other villagersâ houses and ask if there are any female cats that can give kittens to others! Cats in the village are usually not sterilized. There must be a lot of kittens.â
Fei Fei said awkwardly, âBut I canât bring it home. My mother has asthma. We canât raise small animals at home. If we bring other peopleâs kittens here, we wonât be able to raise them.â
Chen Xiaomeiâs eyes lit up. âThatâs not a problem! I like kittens, and so does
Ruirui. If you canât bring them back, you can give them to me! Iâll raise them.â
Fei Fei did not expect Chen Xiaomei to be so kind. She immediately looked grateful. âThank you so much.â
Chen Xiaomei smiled and accepted her gratitude, but she was cursing in her heart, Whatâs going on? Iâve alreadyperformed so well, but I only receive this little favorability? Is this lousy system broken? F*ck, are the audience stupid? Seriously, the system is even f*cking switched off at this time. I donât even know what Fu Xinâs favorability is. Tm so angry!
Jiang Xinyuan blinked and dug his ears again. This bad woman really liked to curse, and she always blamed others! Why couldnât she find the reason from herself? She was really bad.
He turned around and looked at Fu Xin, who was playing with Auntie Zhang Nan. His mother was the best! She was lively and cheerful!
However, Jiang Xinyuan had a new problem. Since this family had a cat, why would the beam be hollowed out by rats? Could it be that the beam was hollowed out before the cat was raised and had not been discovered? Then it would take even longer. But how could he get the staff to check it again? After all, he could not directly say that there was a problem with the beam. That bad woman was still watching.
The director continued to explain and brought the guests to continue to tour the house. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
After everyone else left, Fu Xin came to Jiang Xinyuan, who had been thinking with his head lowered. She squatted down and pinched his chubby little face. âLittle friend, what are you thinking about? Why are you in such a daze? Youâve been worried since you entered this house. Whatâs wrong?â
Jiang Xinyuan looked up at his mother. Hearing her gentle words and the faint smile on her face, he felt extremely blessed. He could not help but want to ask his mother for help, but he had never asked his mother for help in his life. For a moment, he did not know what to say.
If he told his mother directly, she would probably ask him why he was worried about this, right? Then how could he explain? He didnât want to lie to his mother, but he couldnât tell her the real reason.
His mother might not Imow that he had died once. She might be sad because of what had happened to him in his previous life. He did not want his mother to be sad at all, not even a little..