Chapter 28 The Adorable Cat Can Speak Human Language!
Suddenly, Abao let out a joyful "meow" and leaped into her arms.
The kitten's paws clung to her clothes, climbing up, its wet, cool nose brushing against her chin: "Mother! Mother! Abao can talk now! Mother can hear you!"
Lu Zhaoruo froze. The childish voice was like a thunderclap, making her head buzz.
Seeing her stunned expression, Abao anxiously circled around in her arms, saying, "Mother, don't be afraid. I'm Abao, no, I'm the child you couldn't be born three years ago..."
Lu Zhaoruo felt she must still be dreaming. She pinched her wrist hard, the sharp pain sending a shiver through her body, but the scene before her remained unchanged...
The voice sounded so real.
So, it wasn't a dream?
A hint of grief, beyond that of an animal, was reflected in Abao's cat eyes: "Mother, this isn't a dream. Abao not only possessed your body, but also came back to life with you... Abao watched helplessly as Mother was locked in the woodshed, the steamed buns he brought him turning to ice..."
As she spoke, her voice choked with emotion, "That day... Mother's body... gradually grew cold, and Abao curled up in Mother's heart... Later, when I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the night Mother adopted Zhu Niang."
Lu Zhaoruo suddenly remembered that on the day she was reborn, Abao rushed into her arms as soon as he saw her, calling out "Miya miya" with great joy.
Her voice trembled slightly: "So it was you who called me 'Mother' in the middle of the night?"
Abao nodded emphatically, her bright eyes brimming with excitement: "I was so scared back then, my hair stood on end! I could only call out 'Mother' occasionally before, but ever since Xing'er and those wicked women hung me from the tree..."
Abao suddenly shivered and snuggled closer to Lu Zhaoruo, but her voice gradually became more cheerful: "During the two weeks I was recuperating, Abao suddenly learned to say so many things..."
She nuzzled Lu Zhaoruo's wrist with her head, "In my past life, no matter how much Ren Abao called out, Mother couldn't hear her..."
She perked up her cat ears: "I thought I was the only one who was reborn on the night my mother adopted Zhu Niang, but looking at how my mother dealt with the wicked servants... she clearly carried memories from her previous life as well."
After saying this, a soft sob escaped Abao's throat, and tears welled up in its cat eyes, but it stubbornly refused to fall: "Abao is already very content to be able to possess the cat's body and stay with Mother..."
The kitten trembled slightly, burying its face in Lu Zhaoruo's clothes: "Abao knows...Abao is not worthy to call you Mother...but Abao still...still greedily wants to hear you answer Abao..."
Suddenly.
Lu Zhaoruo held her tightly in his arms, his throat sore from choking, unable to utter a single word.
It turns out... the cat that had been with her through thirty years of hardship wasn't a passerby in the animal realm, but rather the child she had aborted herself...
Thirty years.
Her child silently watched over her, observing her joys and sorrows, accompanying her from dawn till dusk, and finally following her to the afterlife.
The child actually felt...unworthy to call her Mother.
The hatred that had been in my heart suddenly disappeared.
All that's left is heartache.
The little one in her arms suddenly nuzzled her chin with her head, her childlike voice as soft as freshly steamed rice cake: "Mother, I've never blamed you for aborting me, I'll never blame you, Mother, I'm just afraid... Mother will despise me..."
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhaoruo suddenly burst into tears.
She finally couldn't hold back her tears and cried out, "How could your mother dislike you? You've been with your mother for thirty years."
Ah Bao patted her cheek with his paw, saying anxiously, "Mother, don't cry."
How could I not cry? In my past life, I was abandoned in the woodshed, while the front yard was filled with laughter and joy. The only source of warmth for me was a cat, which was also the child I had aborted.
"Madam, are you having a nightmare? I think I heard crying..."
Dongrou's sleepy voice came from behind the screen.
Lu Zhaoruo hurriedly wiped away her tears with the corner of her sleeve, only to see Abao already dart to Dongrou's feet as she walked in, tilting her little head up and sweetly calling out, "Aunt Dongrou..."
Dong Rou showed no shock, but bent down to pick up the kitten and gently touched its wet nose with her fingertips: "Why is the little thing suddenly so energetic?"
She turned her head and smiled, "So it turns out that Madam is crying tears of joy. Ah Bao's cry sounds so healthy."
Ah Bao, nestled in Dong Rou's arms, kicked his legs anxiously, crying out, "Aunt Dong Rou! Can't you really hear me?"
But to Dongrou's ears, it was nothing more than a series of "meow meow" cat meows.
Looking at Dong Rou, who was completely unaware, Lu Zhaoruo wondered if she was the only one who could hear A Bao speaking human language.
She smiled gently and said, "I'm so happy that Abao has recovered. You should go and rest."
Dong Rou bowed and said, "Then this servant will go to rest. If Madam needs anything, please be sure to call me."
After Dong Rou left, Lu Zhaoruo was amazed.
It turns out that the child she had raised with her own hands not only returned to find her through the body of a cat, but also received such a fortunate opportunity.
It can speak human language.
But only she heard it.
She was surprised, but remembering that she herself could be reborn, she quickly accepted Abao's extraordinary abilities.
Seeing Lu Zhaoruo remain silent, Abao timidly withdrew its paws, its tail tightly curled around its small body...
Because it knows that its 'own father' defiled its mother, resulting in its own existence, and if its mother were to reject it because of this, it... would understand...
It suddenly raised its wet eyes and said in a weak voice, "Mother... will you dislike your child now that he is a cat?"
It frantically rubbed against Lu Zhaoruo's clothes, its voice choked with sobs: "Abao doesn't know how... it just... it possessed a cat's body, and can't help its mother with its hands and feet like a normal child. Abao remembers that its mother's hands were covered in chilblains..."
Lu Zhaoruo broke down in tears again, hugging Abao tightly to her chest: "Silly child, as long as you live... no matter what you become, it's enough that you're alive."
Ah Bao clenched his teeth tightly to keep his tears from falling.
Now that it's a cat, it can't cry and whine; it has to act more mature and stronger than those children!
Lu Zhaoruo suddenly remembered something and asked gently, "So, Abao is a young lady?"
Abao rolled over and said, "Abao is my mother's little cotton-padded jacket."
Lu Zhaoruo choked up, "Yes, it's my mother's little cotton-padded jacket."
Upon hearing Lu Zhaoruo refer to herself as "Mother," the kitten's eyes welled up with tears.
The third watch gong struck.
Lu Zhaoruo leaned against the tent, her expression calm.
Ah Bao, however, was making a ruckus beside her pillow.
"Does Mother know..."
It suddenly perked up its ears, its paws drawing a large circle in the air. "The rat in the kitchen that day was this big! It scared Bao'er so much that she jumped right up to the beam..."
Lu Zhaoruo smiled slightly and gently combed its fluffy fur with her fingertips.
"And the raw meat my mother bought for me, I vomited so much that I even threw up sugar peas."
"..."
Po's voice is light and quick, sometimes gesturing with his paws, sometimes rolling over on his soft belly.
Of the ten sentences spoken in the tent, nine were spoken by A Bao, while Lu Zhaoruo only occasionally hummed in agreement.
Ah Bao's incessant chirping contrasted sharply with her quiet and reserved nature.
She suddenly felt a little apologetic, wondering if her quietness might have spoiled her child's fun.
Abao chattered on and on for a long time, but when he saw the weariness in Lu Zhaoruo's eyes, he obediently stopped talking, curled up into a fluffy ball and snuggled up next to her, and soon fell asleep.
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