Ron felt sad at Molly's living conditions, but as a cat, an orange cat who can't speak and has no means to make money, Ron really has no way to help her.

After being depressed all night, Catherine's statement in the early morning immediately gave Ron an idea - although it was impossible to improve the current situation of Molly's family, it was still possible to make them eat better.

When he had an idea, he immediately took action, and Ron ran away with the sausage in his mouth.

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The distance of about 100 meters is not too much exercise for cats, but it is already quite difficult for human women who lack exercise, not to mention that Catherine and Aunt Susan are carrying baskets full of food and wearing long skirts.

Of course, grandma didn't keep up. She was old and could no longer run.

"Orange, hurry up...stop..."

Molly's container hut appeared in front of him. Ron, who was holding the sausage in his mouth, slowed down, held the sausage in one front paw, and slowly approached with only three feet, while waiting for Catherine and Aunt Susan to get closer.

When Ron finally stopped, he was only about ten steps away from Molly's home.

"Orange...zi...huh~huh~, that sausage is not for you~"

"It is for people who need help more......"

The burden was lighter and energetic Catherine came one step ahead of Aunt Susan. She gasped and walked to Ron who was squatting with her hands on her hips. She said as she took the sausage from Ron's mouth. Ron did not drag the sausage to the ground while running. She could still eat it by cutting off the part that had been bitten by Ron's cat's mouth and rinsing it with water several times.

However, when Catherine straightened up with her sausage, she immediately saw the container cottage of Molly's house, with a few ropes tied to the trees outside the house, and patched pajamas, old coats and broken trousers floating in the wind, proving that someone lives inside.

"Orange, do you want to help this family?"

“They do look like they need help.”

Putting the sausage into the small basket, Catherine smiled and patted Ron on the head. Ron did not nod or shook his head, but just lowered his head and licked the hair on his hair claws with his tongue. As the ground slight vibration, Aunt Susan came over with a large basket of food.

"MUM, there are people living in this container. Let's give them the thanksgiving meal?"

"Okay, but you have to knock on the door and deliver a thanksgiving meal by yourself, Catherine,"

Only the poorest people had to live in containers - they were originally going to give the food in the basket to those in need of help in the town. Now there are even poorer people who want to help, so Aunt Susan naturally agreed with a smile, and by the way, let Catherine exercise her courage.

"You can do it, Catherine."

Although they were very happy at home and in front of their friends, it was the first time that they knocked on the stranger's door. When they walked to the door of the container room, Catherine took a deep breath and raised her right hand to knock on the door, but the next second he lost the courage.

This happened several times in a row. In the end, Ron, who was squatting next to him, couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and suddenly jumped, and his hair claws slapped heavily on the door of the container house.

"Dong~"

The door of the house was also made of iron cut from a container. Ron slapped his claw and immediately made a loud noise.

"Who is knocking on the door, here!"

Molly's hoarse voice came from the door, and the long cry of yesterday obviously affected her vocal cords - with a moan of iron sheets rubbing against each other, the door of the container house opened.

"Hello, I'm Katherine from the town, I'll give you a thanksgiving meal... Molly!"

Seeing someone open the door, he suddenly rushed out of his mouth after brewing for a long time. It was not until after saying that Catherine realized that the person who opened the door was Molly. The two little girls looked at each other and immediately turned their heads and hummed with disdain.

"Molly, who is it?"

"Mom, no one, it's the wind."

Molly's weak voice came from the house, which was even lighter than Ron heard last night.

Turning his head and answering his mother's words, Molly approached Catherine and said hoarsely.

"Hey, Katherine, my family doesn't need the thanksgiving meal you sent!"

"Go away!"

"Hmph! This is what you don't want!"

"Orange, let's go!"

The two girls have been disliked by each other for several years. Every time Katherine returns to Muridean, some small stories always break out between the two girls.

However, Catherine never expected that the Molly family, who always opposes her, would be so poor - now she is kind enough to deliver a Thanksgiving dinner, but Molly doesn't appreciate it.

Catherine, who felt quite unhappy, immediately called Ron and prepared to deliver the thanksgiving meal to town.

"Molly, I heard it."

"It's your friend, please invite him in."

Molly's mother's weak voice sounded again, and then Molly called Catherine reluctantly, and whispered a warning when Catherine walked into the container house with a small basket.

"Catherine, my mom invites you to come in and sit."

"My mother is sick, don't talk nonsense!"

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"Hello aunt!"

"I am Catherine, Molly's good sister. My mom asked me to bring some food to Molly."

Following Catherine into Molly's house, Ron looked at the table, and there were black bread and chickpeas that he had not finished last night. On the bed behind the table, Molly's mother's face was even more gray than yesterday. Ron seemed to be able to see a hint of white breath coming out of Molly's mother.

"Thank you, Katherine."

"Say hello to your mother."

Although he was very ill, Molly's mother was as clear as a mirror.

The thick cloth skirt on Katherine was obviously incompatible with her temperament, and Molly's mother had never seen Katherine in Molly's friends - naturally Molly was lying, and the two were not friends.

However, Catherine came with kindness. Molly's mother felt that she should turn enemies into friends and become real friends.

"Molly when she was a kid..."

Wonderful words are like beads, talking about interesting things about Molly when she was a child. As Molly glared at Catherine, Molly's mother successfully made Catherine smile sincerely.

Although I hate that my mother let Catherine know about her childhood embarrassment, my mother hasn't said so much for a long time, and her face seems to have improved a lot - if chatting with Catherine can make her happy, it seems good to be friends with Catherine, Molly thought in her heart.

But neither Molly nor Catherine noticed that Molly's mother's voice was lowering a little bit, and at the end the breath was even louder than the voice - Ron turned his head unbearably.
Chapter completed!