Chapter 148 The Orange Cat is Miss Chong's Cat
"The Cat in the World's Cracks" is a medium-length novel of over 80,000 words. However, because the cat has experienced too many worlds, each story is short, concise, and fast-paced. Sikong Xiaoqing tried hard to savor every word of the article, but still unknowingly read to the end.
The big piglet was quite accepting of its female two-legged companion's behavior of changing mates. What made it even happier was that the two-legged companion's den hadn't had that annoying male two-legged companion's scent for a long time. It's just that recently, for some reason, its territory has been a bit noisy, and it can't sleep even with its paws covering its ears.
The orange chicken leg had never witnessed a human's passing, nor did it understand the meaning of mourning clothes and wreaths. It only felt that the noisy gongs, drums, and firecrackers were really bothering the cats. If the noise hadn't stopped after a while, the big fat cat might have really considered going out to be a stray for a while—it was too noisy!
The piglet waited and waited, until all the calico piglets had given birth, and only then did her own two-legged creature give birth. Amidst the heavy, worrying stench of blood, the two-legged creature successfully gave birth to one piglet... How come only one?!
The chubby cat, who hadn't paid attention to the birthing of other two-legged creatures, was shocked. Feeling guilty, it remembered that it seemed to have accidentally stepped on a two-legged creature's belly before—could it have stepped on the two-legged creature's cubs until only one remained?
The fat cat Mimi thought about it and found it made more and more sense. She successfully brainwashed herself and, feeling guilty, took on the responsibility of looking after the baby after being allowed to get close to him: her two-legged creature only had this one baby, so she had to keep a close eye on him!
However, its two-legged creature is quite prolific, producing the second most beautiful baby—the most beautiful baby is still its own two-legged creature.
Kittens can't hold much in their heads. Eating, sleeping, and sunbathing are already keeping them busy enough. Apart from vaguely noticing that more and more females are wearing red lips, they don't perceive anything else and live happily ever after.
Sikong Xiaoqing looked at this peaceful and happy ending, and before she could even sigh, she realized that she hadn't finished turning the pages of the manuscript. She continued reading and was immediately greeted by the third young lady of the Zou family's explanation—or rather, her view of the world's changes during this period from a human perspective.
The third young lady of the Zou family was just an ordinary girl from a wealthy family who owned an orange cat. She married into a family of equal social standing. Apart from being rather unattractive, her husband wasn't particularly bad. The world has always had different standards for men and women. The third young lady's husband, a man who only played around outside and didn't bring women home to cause trouble, was already considered quite good.
But the third young lady was still unhappy. She didn't know why. She just held her cat and cried night after night. At first, her husband would comfort her, but later he became immersed in his own world of love.
Strangely enough, after the initial discomfort subsided, the third young lady was no longer so agitated. She just felt uncomfortable whenever she saw her husband, even though she had been reprimanded by her in-laws for not having children. She did not want to have a marital relationship.
Occasionally, when her husband came to see her, she would always turn him away. After this happened several times, her husband stopped speaking to her kindly and just waited for her to give in. This was an open and aboveboard scheme, but the third young lady couldn't break free from it. Producing children was a woman's duty.
It seems that a woman's whole life is a struggle, from birth to marriage, from giving birth to raising children to marrying off her children. No matter how unwilling the third young lady was, she could not resist the ways of the world.
That's how it was supposed to be.
But a rumor began circulating in the city at some point: wearing red lipstick could ruin one's husband's family's fortune; wearing full-face makeup could kill one's husband.
When the third young lady first heard these two sentences, she just smiled casually: Ever since her husband's family saw her wearing makeup and said she looked effeminate, she had been going out without makeup for a long time. Some people are naturally beautiful, but she only looked good with heavy makeup. However, once a woman goes to her husband's house, she has to abide by the rules of marriage...
The third young lady continued living her life as usual, but when her in-laws mocked her for not being able to have children, she wondered how long it would take before she gave in. Then, a friend sent her a letter saying that the rumor was true, and she saw her drunk husband come home with red marks on his face. The third young lady stroked her cat and suddenly had a thought.
The husband has had no shortage of mistresses, but none of them have led to anything good. It's quite clear where the problem lies, but with the in-laws putting so much pressure on him, perhaps...
The third young lady hadn't made up her mind yet, but her husband had not only developed a gambling addiction, but also a habit of becoming violent after drinking. Although he would apologize to her after sobering up, she could see the glee in his eyes, and her heart sank.
No matter how wealthy or powerful someone is, gambling will never end well, let alone the habit of hitting people... Don't say that he can restrain himself and change his ways. How can someone who can't even control his diet when he's sick successfully quit gambling?
The third young lady made up her mind.
The carriage left the manor and returned. The Third Miss sat in her room, feeling completely satisfied. She felt that the difference between people was enormous. No wonder her distant relatives from the countryside, who she had to call Third Aunt by seniority, often said things like, "Dumplings should be eaten piping hot, and men should be strong and healthy."
The young and healthy body was a good seed; the third young lady only went out four times before the doctor diagnosed her as pregnant. No one noticed anything amiss, not even her husband, who unusually stayed by her side for ten days before going out to fool around.
The third young lady borrows a seed from someone else, and two days later she gets her husband drunk and pretends they've just consummated their marriage. The divine doctor might be able to diagnose that the timing is off, but only two or three days have passed...
The third young lady's pregnancy was her first child since marrying into the family, and it received great attention from the whole family. The third young lady originally planned to break her husband's legs after she finished her postpartum confinement, so that he would not go out gambling and causing the family to lose money every day - until she learned from her informant that her husband had become addicted to gambling and had bet himself on the gambling table.
When the confidant delivered the news, the Third Miss was reading a letter from her friend. She was unlucky; her friend had married into an even worse family than her. The Third Miss's side still had some dignity. Her friend's husband was the perfect example of someone who doted on his wife and neglected his concubines. So when her friend heard the news, she immediately took action, and now the matter was settled.
While her husband was riding his horse through the bustling street, he was thrown off and trampled in the chest by a hoof. He vomited blood on the spot and died as soon as he arrived at the clinic. The concubine, who had sworn eternal love to him, packed her valuables and ran away. When her in-laws heard the news, one suffered a stroke and the other fell ill. She became the one in charge of the household.
The lip balm is amazing, and it works wonders for a full face of makeup.
Before the third young lady could even rejoice for her friend, she heard the news that her husband was utterly despicable. She didn't even know whether to laugh or cry: a powerful man particularly enjoyed toying with pregnant women, and because of her status, she was worth half of her husband's family fortune. It was good that she won this time, but how could a gambler win forever?!
The third young lady felt honored—she never imagined she could be worth so much!
The night she heard the news, the third young lady went into labor. Her husband was brought back from the casino by his parents-in-law, and her father-in-law confined him to his home for half a month, knowing that his son had used his wife as a stake in the gambling.
After confirming that her husband would not punish her further, the third young lady's last bit of reluctance disappeared: late at night, she secretly used cosmetics she had bought to draw her eyebrows and eyes, giving herself a beautiful full face of makeup, and then applied red rouge.
Applying lip rouge brings bad luck, and heavy makeup brings misfortune to one's husband.
Although she had heard about the effectiveness of this method from outside, the Third Miss did not place all her hopes on this kind of mystical method. She gave this method ten days to take effect. If it still did not work after that time limit, then she would take action herself.
The third young lady felt no guilt: when her husband forced her to gamble, he was no longer her husband, but a demon who wanted to take her life, and demons should be eliminated!
Perhaps there was some added effect from applying makeup in the middle of the night. The third young lady's friend showed signs after three days and it took seven days to see results, while she was already wearing formal attire on the same day.
Her in-laws were probably not bothered for the time being because of a distance in their relationship, but her husband couldn't stay still while he was confined to the yard. He climbed a tree, hoping to get out and beg his parents to take pity on him and let him off the hook. As a result, he fell down from the tree.
He only climbed three to five meters high, which wouldn't have been a problem in itself. However, he landed headfirst when he fell. To make matters worse, he was wearing a pearl crown that his mother had given him, but which he had always refused to wear because he thought it was too flashy, in order to please his parents.
Unlike the safe version worn by Sun Wukong, this pearl hair ornament is designed for a more ornate decorative effect, with sharp, angular edges that would splatter a man's brains out if he fell headfirst to the ground.
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Tragic, truly tragic!
Looking at the fate of the Third Miss's husband, Sikong Xiaoqing sighed loudly in her heart, but felt no sympathy whatsoever. If he had given the Third Miss a way out, she wouldn't have been so cruel.
The third young lady's confession later on wasn't particularly original either. She simply gave birth to a child safely and took control of the power. To outsiders, she appeared to be a lonely widow picking beans late at night, but in reality, she changed grooms every night in the deep mansion, and they were all clean, temporarily sterilized, and had been examined by doctors.
Sikong Xiaoqing envied the carefree Third Miss for two seconds, then noticed a postscript at the end of the manuscript, similar to one left by a historian. It said that after the statement came true, the woman vented her initial anger and began to use this method to fight for power.
A man with exceptional talent? No problem, just marry him and he'll be cursed to die!
Your husband's family looks down on you? No problem, just get married and attract good luck!
High-ranking and powerful with no way to get revenge? No problem, just arrange a marriage and kill him!
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With marriage seen as tantamount to strapping a time bomb to oneself, societal views on marriage changed rapidly, along with a series of rules prohibiting women from entering the court—there were always women willing to risk their lives to eliminate these opponents. In modern times, sons are likened to nuclear weapons, but in this world, women are the true nuclear weapons.
The joke that the best way to get revenge on your enemy is to marry your daughter off to them has, in a sense, become a reality.
I don't know why, but people used to say that makeup was bad luck for husbands, but when it actually happened, men didn't seem very happy.
When Sikong Xiaoqing saw the last sentence, she couldn't help but laugh. She had never heard the famous saying, "When someone says you're a witch, you'd better really be a witch," but that didn't stop her from quickly grasping its meaning.
Sikong Xiaoqing continued flipping through the pages with a smile on her lips. After a brief transition, she quickly arrived at the second story of the Black Cat. This time, the spiritual light entered the body of a lion cat from Linqing, whose owner was a woman from a scholar's quarters.
The term "bookish women" sounds elegant, but in reality, they are high-class socialites. Sikong Xiaoqing had heard of their names, but that was all. Although she subconsciously frowned, she was also quite curious about their lives, which is a basic human curiosity.
But the manuscript ends abruptly here.
Sikong Xiaoqing: ...
She tried hard to control herself from letting out a groundhog scream.
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Author's note: Perhaps because it was too long, it didn't quite have the feeling I had imagined...
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