She has been out of place here since she was a child. Grandpa Sun, the only one who cares about her, is also...

Lu Meimei cried loudly, screaming so hard that her voice was hoarse, but she could only be grabbed and watched her uncle smash open her parents' grave.

Those people pretended to stop their uncle, but in fact they didn't use their strength at all. They were clamoring to relieve their uncle, as if they were the victim.

Lu Meimei watched her parents' urn fall to the ground and spill it all over the ground.

As the urn rolled and shattered, someone vaguely shouted "Uncle Sun" in the distance. The perpetrators suddenly seemed like rats seeing a cat, and they scattered and all went down the mountain in an instant.

Lu Meimei didn't wait for Grandpa Sun to come.

Only her crying was left on the hill.

She grabbed the soil and weeds and couldn't catch her parents' ashes at all.

I don't know how long it took, but she felt something soft and warm in her palm rubbing against it. Her tongue with a barbed tongue swept across the back of her hand.

She saw the green eyes of the tabby cat in the moonlight.

The cat looked at her, gentle and peaceful.

Her tears were already dry, and she could only shout "cat" hoarsely, hold it in her arms, and bury her face into the belly of the tabby cat.

She went down the hill with one foot deep and one foot shallow, hugged the cat and walked straight through the quiet village, took it away with it, and never went back.

...

Lu Meimei felt a warm and moist feeling on her fingers. She looked down and saw Maomao licking her fingers. She looked up at her. Her green eyes seemed to be full of care and worry, just like nine years ago, quietly accompanying her.

"Don't you want to go back?" Zhou Hai asked softly.

Lu Meimei didn't answer. She suddenly asked Maomao: "Do you want to go back?"

Zhou Hai was stunned for a moment and looked at Maomao, "Ah, by the way, you kept saying that Maomao is a wild cat born in the countryside. Did you bring it out from your hometown?"

"Yeah." Lu Meimei nodded, "When he left the village, it lay on my shoulder and 'meow'... I thought it was talking to me at that time. It... it should have been watching the village screaming at that time."

Lu Meimei stroked Maomao, "I'm sorry... I never asked you if you would leave with me at that time."

Maomao may not want to leave at all. It may be because of this that it became seriously ill less than two years after leaving his hometown.

It was all her own decisions... and Maomao was just too gentle and indulged in her selfishness.

Mao Mao pressed Lu Meimei's hand with his nose.

Lu Meimei smiled, and her smile dimmed again.

Maomao is nineteen years old this year and has been taken out of the village by her for nine years. Although Dr. Wang said that it was very healthy after all the examinations and did not look like an elderly cat at all, it was old after all.

Lu Meimei has felt that Maomao has become different recently.

It seemed to be gentler, silent and quieter, sometimes it would hide in a corner that she didn't know, deliberately avoiding her.

Lu Meimei suddenly became nervous.

She was afraid that Maomao would die suddenly like her parents.

Lu Meimei picked up Maomao.

Mao Mao licked Lu Meimei's face, wrapped her front paws around her neck, and leaned her head on her shoulder.

"Let's go back. Go back and take a look... Go back and take a look... Look at the woods, the rivers, look at the big geese, and your former cat nest. Your brothers and sisters may still be there. They should have children and grandchildren." Lu Meimei said, feeling guilty again.

Mao Mao became a domestic pet cat, sterilized, leaving no children behind. It was the only one.
Chapter completed!