Number 001 picked up the freshly soaked spring water and poured it on the seeds, and the seeds immediately sprouted from the soil.

An Qingbai looked at the remaining seeds.

"These seeds are different, aren't they?"

Number 001 can see inside the seed.

“The cells in the seeds are all the same, and these seeds appear to be living things.”

The couple were both surprised.

"Number 001, you mean animals can grow in here?"

"That's right, the cells inside are very special; they are indeed animal cells."

What kind of animal is it?

"It is a peculiar animal that can produce industrial oil."

Zhuang Zhimeng patted her lover.

"Honey, give it a try!"

"Okay, can we plant number 001 outside?"

"Can."

An Qingbai asked his wife while soaking the seeds.

"Honey, where would be a good place for us to plant it?"

Zhuang Zhimeng thought about it.

"Let's plant them at home, so we can use them whenever we want, and the kids can see the animals too."

What if the animals are scary?

Will it?

Answer #001.

"They look a bit like green caterpillars hanging upside down on trees."

Does the owner find it scary?

Zhuang Zhimeng felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about that scene.

"This is disgusting! Can't you even change your appearance, Number 001?"

"Master, I have no choice. I cannot change the form of the seed."

"Then let's plant them over at the clothing store."

The custom clothing business has been suspended, and nobody goes there anymore; it's full of caterpillars, so nobody dares to steal from them.

An Qingbai nodded.

"Okay, plant them over there, and I'll go pick them up every now and then."

The sprouts that emerge from the seeds all look like caterpillars.

"Honey, look."

Zhuang Zhimeng glanced at him and then chased after her lover to hit him.

An Qingbai chuckled softly as he carried his wife onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

The couple didn't argue for long before falling asleep in each other's arms.

As soon as it was light, the couple got up and went to the funeral with several other people.

Everyone was dressed in plain-colored clothes.

The entire funeral was filled with weeping; adults and children alike were crying.

Uncle An was carried in a coffin by eight people and buried in the special cemetery of Anyang Township.

After attending the funeral, Zhuang Zhimeng and her group headed back in the afternoon, while An Qinglin and his fiancée stayed two days later.

I arrived home at noon the next day.

"Mom, how do we deal with the furry thing?"

What are your thoughts?