Tonight is the eve of Thanksgiving, Aunt Susan only roasted half a turkey to satisfy everyone's appetite.

As night fell, the family, who had been sitting together after Lorraine took Ron to the Orange County Police Department for training, finally sat around the dining table again.

Dad Tim cut open the roasted turkey from Aunt Susan and divided it into a large piece for everyone, dipped in cranberry jam, wrapped in walnut rolls, and served with cheese and mashed potatoes, which was quite hearty.

During the meal, Lorraine also shared her experience at the Orange County Police General Administration, as well as Ron fought police dogs and cat show, how to become a mouse-catching officer of the Orange County Police General Administration, beat Tosa dogs and other interesting things. The family ate and chatted while talking and laughing, and even the light of the candle was filled with warmth.

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A good night's sleep.

The next morning, before dawn, Ron was put into his pet backpack by Lorraine in his sleep. It was not until he woke up that Ron came out of the shaking pet backpack.

"Hey, Orange, are you awake?"

"We are on our way to Grandpa's house now!"

Since being adopted by Lorraine, Ron has been in Diesel's house for five months, but he hasn't been to the old man's house yet.

"Grandpa's house is in Mulidean. It's very big, and there are many animals you will definitely like."

Sitting in the back row with Ron was Katherine. She liked her grandfather's house very much. In fact, Katherine and Lorraine were kept at her grandfather's house when they were young, and they only received the Orange County when they were old.

Listening to Catherine's introduction, Ron climbed to the window and stood up and looked outside. The occasional street sign flashed to let Ron know that the car was driving on Highway 99.

There are towering mountains on both sides of the road, green trees are growing on the hillside, the sky is blue, and birds are constantly flying by - not to mention the comparison between other countries, it is much clearer than the sky in Orange County.

And when the car continued to move forward and passed through a narrow mountain pass, a large plain appeared in front of him, Catherine picked up Ron and twisted his head forward.

"Crossing the mountain pass, Dad drove for about fifteen minutes, and then he arrived in Muridean."

Catherine was right. She passed through a wasteland and soon the plain became green. Dad Tim continued to drive along Highway 99 for about ten minutes, then turned right and drove onto the dirt road in the countryside.

After moving forward for about five minutes, a small country house emerged from the surroundings of crops and fruit forests.

At the entrance of the villa, two old men and a big black dog were already standing on the side of the road.

"Grandpa, grandma."

Although she was fourteen years old, Catherine still had a childish temperament. When she got out of the car, she threw herself into her grandma's arms.

As for the old man, after Dad Tim parked the car, he walked to his son and grandson, patted the two men on the shoulders with a hard time, and smiled and didn't say anything.

However, when Lorraine opened the rear car door and followed the old man, the big black dog that was originally waving his tail suddenly rushed up and barked at Ron who was about to jump out of the car.

"Wow, wool, wool, wool~"

“…”

Without making a scream, Ron's eyes narrowed slightly, and his ears pressed down a little.

Just a little bit! Don't call me!

I'll beat you up again!

Lorraine knew Ron best in Diesel's family. When she saw the changes in Ron's eyes, she knew what he was going to do next.

"Hey, Orange, forget it!"

"Carter didn't mean it either."

Lorraine knew that his fat orange cat was powerful, and she was a tough character who could still walk vigorously with a sandbag of ten kilograms. The few dogs that had direct contact with Ron were not something that ordinary cats could deal with, but in front of Ron, they all turned into trash.

The bully dog ​​Rennes was tamed, the police dog Barto was beaten away, and the Tosa dog Enzos ended up being hemiplegic. Lorraine didn't want the big black dog raised by the old man to end up the same end.

You're lucky!

Lying in Lorraine's arms, Ron turned his head and stopped looking at the big black dog that was still barking, and instead made a comfortable grunt.

"It seems that Lorraine is so tight to this fat cat baby!"

"Carter, stop calling."

The old man, who had a smile and wanted to watch a good show between a big black dog and a fat orange cat, also called on his Rottweiler, and the family walked into a small country villa. Then, Ron suddenly had the most intuitive understanding of what Catherine said was that his grandfather's house was big and there were many animals.

The living room of the small villa is full of floor-to-ceiling windows, with warm sunlight shining in - supporting the floor-to-ceiling windows to stand up, Ron saw a large area of ​​pasture, surrounded by wooden fences and unable to see at first sight. Although winter is approaching and the grass is withered and yellow, Ron still saw clusters of cotton on the pasture.

In addition, there is a large house similar to a warehouse on the left and right sides of the small villa, with two small fences, one with chickens inside, and the other is amazing, with two horses inside.

"Orange, how about it? Is it really big? There are really many animals."

Carrying the fruit that grandma had just washed, Catherine asked while carrying the small stool and sitting next to Ron. Then, Ron, who was shocked by the evil capitalism, nodded subconsciously.

This action immediately made Catherine's eyes widen, swallowing the fruit in her mouth and trying to turn her head and call her brother-but before she could speak, Catherine seemed to remember something again and slowly closed her mouth.

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"Eat for dinner!"

They drove back to the country early in the morning. The Diesels family just ate a little, and Ron didn't eat anything at all. He was already so hungry that he was gingering.

Hearing grandma's call, Catherine picked up the fruit and walked towards the dining table. She turned her head and looked at Ron, but saw Ron still leaning in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, as if she didn't hear any signal of eating.

In fact, Ron had already woken up, and he was quite scared of his subconscious nodding just now - so at this moment, he continued to pretend to be an ordinary cat with a little strength, ignoring grandma's words.

"Orange, it's time to eat!"

Without letting Ron wait too long, Lorraine's voice came over and she breathed a sigh of relief. Ron turned around and approached Lorraine with his tail upright, leaving only Catherine who frowned and pouted, worrying alone.

Noon was not a regular meal, but it was similar to Aunt Susan’s preparation last night. After lunch, the men were basking in the warm sun and chatting with fruit tea. The women began to prepare the evening meal.
Chapter completed!