Meng Yan's Transformation

Chapter 367 Settling the Little Kitten

Zhan Mengyan held the little cat in her arms, and Tong Yundawen quietly returned to the "Crystal Palace" hut. The little cat carefully poked its head out from Zhan Mengyan's arms, staring with curious eyes. It looked around, with a light flashing with curiosity and a little vigilance in its eyes. It looked around this place that was about to become its safe haven, and seemed to be exploring new territory.

"Sister Mengyan, put the little cat down. I'll find a cardboard box to make a nest for it."

As Yundawen spoke, he found a small cardboard box.

"This cardboard box is a bit hard. Cousin Daven, can you put something soft inside the box? This way the little cat can feel warm."

As Zhan Mengyan spoke, she pressed the bottom of the carton with her hand.

"Okay, I'll go find a small cotton mattress and put it on it so that the little cat can sleep comfortably and fall in love with its new home."

As Yundawen spoke, he tiptoed back to the main house. He fumbled and took down a small cotton mattress from a chair.

"Who is there? What are you doing? Is it Lao Er? Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night? What are you trying to do secretly?"

As Yunhan spoke, his eyes were half open, and he was looking dazedly at a person half squatting and half standing on the ground.

Yundawen was frightened by Yunhan's voice. His heart was beating like a drum in the dark. His hand was shaking and he almost dropped the small cotton mattress on the ground. He closed his eyes in fear and opened them slowly after a while.

"Dad, it's me. I didn't eat enough at night, so I woke up hungry and wanted to go to the kitchen to find something to eat."

Yundawen walked gently to Yunhan's pillow and spoke in a low voice.

"You'll get hungry quickly if you don't do any work all day. Be gentle or you might wake others up."

While Yunhan was talking, she turned over and fell asleep again in a daze.

Yundawen took a small cotton mattress and laid it on the cardboard box.

Zhan Mengyan took out a steamed bun from her schoolbag, broke it into pieces and placed them on the paper.

The little cat watched from afar, its tail gently wagging, its ears slightly tilted back, which was the alert posture it had learned in the wild. But gradually, Zhan Mengyan's gentle voice and non-threatening aura made it relax its vigilance, and it took a few steps forward cautiously. Finally, with Zhan Mengyan's encouragement, it bravely walked to the paper with the steamed buns, sniffed it, took a small bite, looked up at Zhan Mengyan, and then ate it in big mouthfuls...

"It must be starving. I'll get it some small fish tomorrow. I want to fatten it up. It's too skinny..."

As Yundawen spoke, his eyes were full of pity, and he gently stroked the little cat with his disabled, bent hand.

The little cat seemed to feel Yundawen's kindness, and responded by meowing while eating the steamed buns.

"Cousin Daven, you have prepared the cat bed. Go back to the main house and sleep. My third cousin will find the little cat we picked up soon. If he knows that it is the little cat I picked up and I am boarding at your house and raising another cat, he will definitely be very angry. He will not agree to let us raise a little cat. What should we do if we throw the little cat away?"

As Zhan Mengyan spoke, she looked at Yun Dawen with worry and anxiety.

"Don't be afraid, sister Mengyan. I'm here. I said that when I went out to the toilet just now, I found a kitten almost frozen to death. It looked pitiful, so I took it home. I planned to raise it to catch mice, but I didn't want to wake others, so I put it in your room first."

When Yundawen spoke, he looked confident.