Are you... are you afraid of me? Sensing something amiss, the kitten paused, straightened its neck, lowered its head slightly, and looked at the chick in front of it in surprise. I'm just an ordinary civet cat, is this necessary?
Go on, go on, go and eat your own food.
"Meow?!" This time, the kitten's meow was gentler, and it seemed to carry a faint sigh.
"Cluck cluck..." As if receiving a command, the dozen or so plump chickens that had been huddled together all stood up. However, this time, instead of eating, they all ran off...
The kitten lay lazily on the chair, conserving its energy.
No one witnessed the miraculous scene that just occurred in the corridor.
The upstairs living room is about the same size as the downstairs room, with a simple bamboo sofa, a few bamboo chairs casually placed, an old television set, and a TV cabinet.
"Uncle, what do you want to say to Wan'er?" Standing in the middle of the living room, looking at her third uncle's back, Wan'er felt uneasy.
Third Uncle turned around, his face grave, and clicked his tongue. "What I want to tell you is that there's more to the story of your parents back then..."
"Hidden secret! What hidden secret?" Wan'er's heart jumped into her throat, and she felt like she couldn't breathe properly.
"Wan'er, sit down first and listen to me carefully." Third Uncle turned around to move a chair. Wan'er took a few steps and sat on the left side of the sofa. Third Uncle sat opposite Wan'er, put his hands on his knees, and looked at Wan'er with his sharp eyes. "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it either. It's too mysterious."
Mysterious? Wan'er's heart stirred.
“As you know, your mother, Yueya, is my own niece. She often came to play here when she was little. In my heart, she is smart, cute, and kind, just like my own daughter…” Uncle San choked up and couldn’t continue.
“I know.” Wan’er buried her head, rubbed the tip of her nose with her fingers, and then sobbed softly, “My mother often says that my great-uncle and great-aunt are very good to her.”
“What’s the use of saying all this now? She’s gone.” Uncle sighed, looked up, blinked, and forced back the tears welling up in his eyes. He sniffed and continued, “It all started the day before the accident. It was raining heavily that night, with thunder rumbling. For some reason, Yueya appeared outside my door. I woke up with a start and heard knocking and shouting mixed in with the thunder. I quickly dressed and got up to open the door. Your aunt was scared and tried to stop me, but just then, I heard your mother’s anxious voice. I broke free from her grasp, went downstairs, and opened the door. There was someone standing outside. It was Yueya. She was soaking wet, and as the door opened, she almost collapsed onto me. I helped her inside. In the lamplight, your mother’s face was covered in hair, her nose was red, and her face and body were covered in water droplets. That’s when I noticed that your mother was holding a rectangular wooden box.”
My first thought was that something was strange. On a night like this, Yueya had actually gone back to her hometown. And your father and she were always so loving; wherever they went, they were always together. But that night, I only saw your mother. I wanted to ask her, but she was weeping and anxiously handed me a box. She entrusted me to give this to you three years later. I was puzzled then; you were only going to study out of town for six months, why would you rush here overnight for a box like this…”
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