Dad, he is addicted to raising cubs

After finishing the lunch that was delayed for a long time, the three of Kusama's family continued to search.

They focused on the small streets and alleys, looking for them one by one, and soon found the back of the dim sum shop.

But as soon as Cao Mo Ziwu stepped into the alley, the cats playing in the alley stopped their movements uniformly, and stared at him with green eyes shining in the dark.

When the foot is retracted, the cat presses the play button and moves freely; when the foot is stepped out, the cats all turn their heads, with murderous eyes in their eyes, making people afraid to step in.

"Dogs and cats really don't get along."

Cao Mo Ziwu, who didn't want to fight with the cats, stood at the entrance of the alley with a resentful expression on his face. He tiptoed to look inside, only to see dozens of cats flying over the eaves and walls.

With that vigorous figure and sharp white teeth, a ferocious air rushed towards his face. It really didn't seem like the little mouse that Kusama Yuki would choose to hide.

"...Let's go."

If you can't provoke it, at least you can hide it, and slipped away.

Cao Mozi Wu cowardly left the alley, and followed the two friends back to Cao Mo's home.

The general who was carried by the peasant behind them sighed humanely, changed his posture, raised one hind leg and began to lick.

While licking, he thought, the smell on the three people just now was the same as the cat and mouse he gave to Xueman before, it would be great if he could give it to Xueman as a gift.

It's a pity that those few people are too big to talk.

The big orange cat who whined a few times jumped out of the cat's nest, kicked the cow cat lying by the wall, and called a few cats of other colors to patrol the blocks under their jurisdiction.

The closing time of the pastry shop has always been flexibly changed based on the fact that the number of bread in the shop is zero.

"Okay, we can go back after we clean up the trash."

There were only some bread crumbs left on the tray on the counter. Xueman pulled out the tray, took the two corners of the baking paper, and poured the bread crumbs into an empty jar beside him.

These are just right for feeding the birds.

"I'm going to clean up now."

Yaoyan, who thought he had been idle all day and his conscience was hurting, ran to the baking room quickly before Xueman could say anything.

His speed is so fast that people can't react at all.

"...Well, it seems that it is still beneficial to hire a clerk."

After cleaning up the part she was responsible for cleaning in a short while, Xueman took out her mobile phone and checked the weather conditions on Sunday.

An hour ago, Zhuqing called and said that Natsume's father's funeral was scheduled for Sunday. She also notified many relatives on both sides, but she couldn't guarantee that everyone would come.

"Actually, it's better not to come."

Zhuqing said with a bit of chill: "I don't know them yet? I thought they could bully Guizhi casually after Nanako left, they dare."

At this time, Zhuqing was like a fighting chicken, holding her head high and her chest high, trying to snatch away all the people who appeared around Natsume.

But her appearance of spreading her wings to fan people is the girl Xueman is most familiar with.

He nodded to show that he knew, and that he would bring Snow Rabbit with him when the time came, hoping that it would not be too disturbing.

"That child Xuetu said that he would make a decision after seeing what kind of child Guizhi is. In fact, when I cleaned Guizhi's house these two days, he has been helping him."

Hearing this, Zhuqing's tense expression relaxed slightly, and she didn't look so aggressive.

"You've always been good at teaching kids."

Several memories appeared in her mind, the protagonists were all Xueman who was surrounded by cubs begging for hugs: "I will be relieved by entrusting Guizhi to you."

"Don't even think about running away."

Xueman complained: "Auntie, you plan to run away after the funeral?"

"Am I that kind of person?" Zhu Qing retorted.

The two talked on the phone for a long time.

"Then see you on Sunday, remember to call if you need something."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuqing put the phone on the table, and walked gently to the next door to check on Natsume Takashi's situation.

The school passed Natsume's request for leave. Zhu Qing, who appeared as a guardian, simply handed in the transfer application. She chose the elementary school that Xuetu had attended for Natsume, which was close to home and had a good reputation.

Zhuqing used busyness to fill her sadness and pretended to be strong. After seeing the tears on Natsume's face, she couldn't stop her tears, and she sat aside with her mouth covered and cried quietly.

When she was a little monster, the elders of the clan always warned them over and over again not to get too close to humans.

At that time, Zhuqing didn't take it seriously, thinking that the elder was too cautious, and didn't see that Moon City was full of snow, not to mention being in contact with humans every day, and raising several human cubs, and didn't see anything about him.

What Yuecheng Xueman can do, she can do it; what Yuecheng Xueman can't do, she must be able to.

Zhuqing, who was angry with Xueman, chose thousands of choices, and chose Natsume Reiko, who can see monsters and is not bad in her own strength, as a friend.Two girls who were also lonely came together, and friendship was born naturally.

As a friend of Reiko, she accompanied Reiko to grow up as a friend, and watched Reiko give birth to Nanako; as Nanako's aunt, she watched her get married as a mother, and watched Nanako conceive Takashi happily .

But what Zhuqing didn't expect was that human beings are so fragile and life is so short.

These two people who were extremely important to her left her side one after the other. Time passed and the child grew into an adult...

Only Zhuqing was left where she was, holding the still vivid memory, feeling overwhelmed with pain.

"Auntie Zhuqing?"

Natsume Takashi heard the suppressed crying beside him. He was familiar with this voice. Ever since his father passed away in a car accident, he would bury his head in the quilt every night, thinking about his parents, crying until he was tired before falling asleep.

"Kiki, you're awake."

Zhuqing sobbed twice, forcing herself not to continue crying: "Are you hungry? Let's go to the restaurant to eat today. I don't have Nanako's cooking skills, and the food I make is too unpalatable."

Letting her be a monster to cook is really killing me.

"Ok."

Natsume, who didn't wake up because he was hungry, nodded obediently. He found out the clothes for going out and began to change, then went to the bathroom, wiped off the tears on his face, and tried his best to smile at himself in the mirror.

Although she didn't go to school on leave these days, Zhuqing didn't avoid Natsume when she called relatives on both sides.

At that moment, he, who was raised under the care of his father, had a feeling that the whole world was shattered.

All the words on the phone reminded them how unwelcome their family is. Even Aunt Zhuqing, the only one he can rely on now, told him that he would find a reliable family to adopt him in the future.

I am like a drag bottle, I can only be kicked around.

The desperately raised corners of her mouth couldn't resist the disappointment, and with her head lowered, Natsume followed Zhuqing, step by step.

Neither of them is the talkative type, and there was no extra communication during the whole process.The silent meal ended, followed by a silent journey home, with no warmth, only cold emotions sliding.

Zhuqing deeply felt that this was not possible.

She has seen Xueman raising cubs, and she has experienced what it is like to communicate full of warmth. She is just like a cat and a tiger, and she knows that the first step is to arouse the interest of the child and prevent him from being uncomfortable forever.

"Does Kishi want to see the person who adopted you?"

She said clumsily: "I've already told him that Zhou Tian will come. There is also a child in his family who is older than you, and his name is Snow Rabbit."

"Well, I want to see it."

Natsume followed her words, but her whole body was full of resistance, and the word "Don't" was written all over her.

Zhuqing pretended not to see it.

She took out the photo album from the cabinet. When Nanako got married, Xueman was also there. With his outstanding appearance, he was dragged to take a lot of photos, and his popularity was higher than that of the groom.

"Look, this person is Yuecheng Xueman." Zhuqing pointed to Xueman and showed it to Natsume.

In the photo, the pink-haired man has a handsome face. Standing next to the bride, he tilts his head slightly. He is handsome with indescribable innocence.

Just a photo, you can see his gentle inner.Natsume, who was just passing by for a while, nestled in Zhuqing's arms after a while, listening to her tell the story of her parents' wedding day.

"Your father was jealous of Xueman at the time, because Nanako insisted on taking a couple photo with Xueman without him."

After flipping through a few group photos, the album became a special event for the couple, but there were a few double photos, and beside the bride, there was an extra Yuecheng Xueman with a soaring sense of presence.

"It's really like this..."

Under Zhu Qing's guidance, Natsume discovered that his father was squatting in the corner of the photo of the two of them. The other person's expression was full of envy and jealousy, which was a scene Natsume had never seen before.

"Your father has been funny for a long time, when he fell in love with Nanako..."

These are the past that Natsume Takashi didn't know about, he listened intently and didn't feel sleepy at all.

One talked and the other listened, relying on the laughter in the memories, the two of them survived another sad night.

On the weekend, the weather was fine.

Yuecheng Xueman changed into a dark suit, and after entrusting Ajia and Yuxi to Yaoyan's care, he took Xuetu and prepared to take a taxi to the cemetery.

Before he stretched out his hand, he saw a matte blue BMW parked on the side of the road.

Sitting in the co-pilot seat, the woman in black sleeves lowered the glass and raised her chin at Xueman.

"I'm here to pick you up, get in the car."

Zhuqing signaled the driver to open the door of the back seat: "I knew you were going to take a taxi there. It's not like your family has no money, and the house you live in also has a garage. Why don't you buy a car and drive it?"

It seems very poor.

"Because I don't have a driver's license." Xueman sat in and saw the little boy who moved himself to the side, "You are Natsume Takashi, I am Zhuqing's friend, she should have told you about me .”

The person in the photo came into reality, Natsume Takashi opened his mouth, and called Uncle Xueman in a low voice.

The author has something to say: If you have the opportunity, you can ask your parents about their youth, you will get a lot of fun.

For example, my mother, when she was young, was a fashionable woman who got a salary and wanted to perm the most fashionable curly hair at that time.

When I was young, three quarters of my shoe cabinet was filled with my mother's shoes...

Then my dad was very handsome when he was young!

——No wonder my mother can take a fancy to him.

——I found the root of my color control.