Chapter 29: Meow (Part 1)
Recently, Jing Mimi often drew Scottish Fold kittens. Anyone slightly familiar with him knew he liked Scottish Folds, so it wasn’t strange for a Scottish Fold to appear on the drawing paper Wang Qiuqiu gave him.
But this Siamese cat was really a bit unexpected.
His liking for Siamese cats was actually related to his first residence.
That couldn’t be considered a home, only barely a residence.
At that time, the kitten Mimi wasn’t called Mimi yet, but Little Gold.
That man brought him home from a Scottish Fold breeding cattery, deliberately starved him for a few days, threw him into muddy dirty water to make him look miserable, and staged and recorded the whole process of “finding” him with a camera.
After returning, because he was too hungry, he started devouring cat food. His comical and cute appearance won the favor of many netizens.
That video got great traffic, and the account took off just like that. Good cat food brands approached him for advertising.
The man was very satisfied and named him Little Gold, hoping he would bring him lots of money.
The man also had a Siamese cat at home, which he raised half a year ago to start an account. Unfortunately, the account failed to take off. Over the past half year, he filmed many videos of the Siamese cat, but none made a splash, so he turned his attention to the new cat.
To sustain the traffic, the man began recording the daily life of the original resident Siamese cat and the new resident Scottish Fold cat.
Because of the popularity of finding the Scottish Fold, the subsequent videos had decent traffic, and the Siamese cat also gained some fans.
The Siamese cat had a very good personality. It would help him groom, bury his waste, sleep with him, and never hissed or fought with him.
It gave him great comfort when he arrived in the new environment and felt insecure.
But suddenly one day, the Siamese cat disappeared.
He didn’t know where it went, just felt the room was much emptier, and meowed anxiously everywhere.
The man took the opportunity to record a video of him, captioning it: Luo Luo is gone, Little Gold is very reluctant to part.
His beautiful appearance and soft, cute meows garnered another wave of fans and traffic.
He didn’t see it on Planet Meow. Maybe it was still alive and well.
The Cat God only managed deceased cats and didn’t know about the many living cats on Earth, nor could it give him an answer.
He wondered if he would have the chance to see that Siamese cat again after becoming a little human…
Wang Qiuqiu was stunned for a long time before gradually accepting the fact that Mimi mistook the German Shepherd for a Siamese cat.
He struggled internally for a long time about whether to explain to Mimi that this was actually not a Siamese cat but a German Shepherd. But seeing the joy bursting in Mimi’s eyes, he gave up.
It would have been fine if he was mistaken for something other than Mimi’s favorite Siamese cat. But going from favorite cat to hated dog instantly, Mimi would definitely be unhappy.
Maybe he would even hate him by association.
Wait a bit longer. When they go to kindergarten together and their relationship is stronger, he’ll find a chance to tell Mimi his identity as a puppy.
…
Jing Zhi let Jiang Suifeng go to his volunteer dormitory first and went upstairs alone to pick up Mimi.
While patiently waiting for the two little cubs to finish their whispers, Jing Zhi chatted with Wang’s father and Wang’s mother for a while.
Both were parents with very good personalities. They talked to him about Qiuqiu and Mimi going to kindergarten.
Jing Zhi really didn’t know much about kindergartens in City A. The other party already had a preferred bilingual kindergarten in mind. Jing Zhi decided to follow their choice and let Mimi and Qiuqiu go to the same kindergarten.
Anyway, Mimi was a British cat and always had English words from Happy Match on his lips, so learning two languages shouldn’t be a problem.
The most important thing was being with Qiuqiu.
The interaction process between the two children was also quite interesting. From the initial unpleasantness to sleeping in the same quilt, it was the best relationship in the welfare institute.
As they chatted, the figures of the two children suddenly appeared.
Wang Qiuqiu carried a small schoolbag, and Jing Mimi clutched a folded drawing paper in his hand. The two walked over hand in hand.
Parting was always a bit sad, but thinking that Qiuqiu was going home with the parents who adopted him, Mimi wasn’t sad at all, only very happy for him.
Brother Qiuqiu had a home too.
That was great.
Jing Zhi held Jing Mimi, watching the car leave in the curtain of snow, and rubbed his cheek against Mimi’s: “Shall we go back? Papa prepared a surprise for you.”
Jing Mimi’s eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly.
On the way back, Jing Mimi unfolded the drawing paper in his hand and showed Papa the two kittens on it.
While showing, he introduced to Papa: “This is a Scottish Fold, and this is a Siamese cat.”
Jing Zhi paused and looked closely.
He recognized the Scottish Fold, but was the one next to it really a Siamese cat?
Why did it look more and more dog-like the more he looked at it?
Not like a Siamese cat, but rather like a German Shepherd.
This drawing should be by Qiuqiu… Since Mimi firmly believed they were two kittens, then they were two kittens. Calling it a dog might make him unhappy again.
Jing Zhi chose to play dumb and praised: “Really cute.”
Arriving at the dormitory door, Jing Zhi put down the little cub in his arms and signaled him to push the door open himself.
Jing Mimi raised his small hand in confusion, and a familiar figure gradually appeared in his field of vision.
“Big Papa!” Jing Mimi pounced instantly.
He hadn’t seen Big Papa for a whole day!
Jiang Suifeng caught him in a full embrace, let him sit on his lap, and helped him take off his shoes.
Jing Zhi didn’t know what Jiang Suifeng wanted to do, but he cooperated by taking the drawing paper from Mimi’s hand and putting it on the table aside.
Not long after, Jiang Suifeng put Jing Mimi on the bed, folded the quilt once, grabbed two corners of the quilt, and said to Jing Zhi, “You grab those two sides.”
Jing Zhi roughly knew what he wanted to do. He cooperated and grabbed the four corners with him. The quilt instantly turned into a soft and steady “hammock.”
Jing Mimi stepped on the bedsheet wearing fluffy little socks, his expression changing from confusion to surprise.
Papas were going to play the swing game with him!
Before his papas could say anything, Jing Mimi walked quickly to the middle and lay down in the quilt.
Jing Zhi’s wrist sank a bit unexpectedly, but he steadied it quickly. Jiang Suifeng watched him from the other side with smiling eyes.
The two began to shake the quilt gently in unison.
When he was the kitten Mimi, he loved playing this game very much. Every time, he would jump steadily into the quilt, meowing to urge his papas to start shaking.
This game required both papas to participate, which was why Jiang Suifeng said it could be verified. Before this, Jing Zhi would almost never play this game with anyone else accompanying the little guy.
The little human Mimi was much heavier than the kitten Mimi, but to make the cub happy, it was worth it no matter what.
Jing Mimi lay in the softness, his body swaying, as if sinking into the floating clouds. Just like the clouds on Planet Meow, but here there were his papas.
Considering Jing Zhi’s old problem of tenosynovitis, Jiang Suifeng called a stop after playing with Mimi for a while. The little guy was indeed much heavier than a kitten, and he was afraid Jing Zhi’s wrists would hurt.
Besides, he had to go to work.
Jiang Suifeng picked up the little cub standing on the bed in socks, bounced him a bit, and said to him, “Big Papa is going to work. I’ll come see Mimi next time. When the snow accumulates a bit more, I’ll build a snowman with Mimi.”
Jing Mimi nodded his little head, suddenly leaned close, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
The kitten turned little human had learned to kiss.
Little Papa’s face had been kissed by him many times, but Big Papa’s face hadn’t been kissed yet.
Jiang Suifeng was stunned, suddenly thinking of the “Kitten Kissing” emoji he received that day.
He knew the emoji couldn’t have been sent by Jing Zhi. Either it was an accidental touch, or Mimi sent it. Later, Jing Zhi also explained that Mimi sent it.
And the “Baby” he replied referred to both Jing Zhi and Mimi.
Both of them were very precious existences to him.
Jiang Suifeng immediately kissed back on his little cheek.
Jing Zhi stood aside rubbing his wrists, taking all this in. Outside the window, heavy snow was falling; inside the window, it was warm like spring.
After being affectionate for a while, Jiang Suifeng straightened up to leave. He didn’t expect Jing Zhi to see him off, but Jing Zhi followed a few steps and stopped him at the door: “Jiang Suifeng.”
“Hmm?” Jiang Suifeng stopped and turned around.
“Your thirtieth birthday… come celebrate it here. Let Mimi taste the birthday cake.” His voice was soft.
Intense emotions burst instantly in Jiang Suifeng’s eyes, as if they could melt all the heavy snow outside.
“Okay.”
…
Before Jiang Suifeng’s thirtieth birthday came Christmas.
Although it was a foreign festival, the culture and liveliness could be borrowed.
Activities in the welfare institute turned into decorating Christmas trees, cutting paper window decorations, and learning nursery rhymes.
Mimi learned that famous Christmas song very quickly.
Jing Zhi’s ears were filled with “Jingle bells, Jingle bells, Jingle all the way” and “Ding ding dang, ding ding dang, ling er xiang ding dang” during this time.
How could this not be considered bilingual learning?
On Christmas Eve, Fang Yuan came to the welfare institute wearing a rented cat mascot costume and bought many apples symbolizing peace.
The children surrounded him in surprise when they saw him, including Jing Mimi.
Hearing the familiar voice from inside the mascot costume, Jing Mimi’s eyes widened in surprise.
It was Uncle Fang Yuan inside!
After the hamster incident on the video call last time, Little Papa explained a lot to him. He actually didn’t hate Uncle Fang Yuan.
Just like the kitten Mimi used to find Uncle Fang Yuan annoying but didn’t really hate him. Every time Uncle Fang Yuan visited, the kitten would still glance at him and didn’t hiss to drive him away.
He just didn’t like Uncle Fang Yuan that much.
But now he liked Uncle Fang Yuan wearing the cat mascot costume very much.
Jing Mimi lovingly touched the long tail behind him.
While touching, a child suddenly asked, “What kind of cat are you?”
Fang Yuan answered immediately: “Orange cat, a kind of Chinese Garden Cat (Li Hua Mao), meow.”
The child asked again: “Chinese Garden Cat… does it mean Chinese cat?”
Fang Yuan hummed, “You can understand it that way too, meow.”
To please the children, Fang Yuan added a “meow” at the end of every sentence. Although Jing Zhi said his way of speaking was a bit disgusting, he didn’t care as long as the children liked it.
Jing Zhi went to the next room to prepare gifts because he couldn’t stand his way of speaking.
Hearing this, Jing Mimi asked abruptly: “Then which country is the British Shorthair from?”
Recently for Christmas, the welfare institute teachers and Papa explained some knowledge related to countries to him, such as Christmas being a foreign festival and New Year’s Day being a Chinese festival.
Hearing the familiar little cub’s voice, Fang Yuan answered actively: “Britain, meow!”
Jing Mimi’s small hand pulling the cat tail tightened. The sky collapsed.
Although he didn’t know what Britain was, but—
His papas were both Chinese, yet he was a British cat.
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Author’s Note:
Mimi: [Crying loudly] [Crying loudly] I don’t want to be a British cat.
