Chapter 54: Meow
Before Wang Qize could react, Jing Mimi’s expression tightened. He moved slightly closer to Wang Qiuqiu, his small hanging hand curling slightly.
…He actually raised a dog.
And seems to like dogs very much.
Jing Mimi inexplicably felt betrayed and didn’t want to interact with him anymore.
Wang Qiuqiu naturally took Jing Mimi’s small hand.
He didn’t think there was anything wrong with his reminder. He knew Mimi was afraid of dogs, and it was an unchangeable fact that his cousin raised a dog. Even if he didn’t remind him, Mimi would find out sooner or later.
If he didn’t remind him earlier, what if Mimi was suddenly scared by the dog?
Wang Qize tilted his head in confusion, not realizing what had happened yet.
Seeing this, Wang Qiuqiu didn’t hide it and explained to Wang Qize in simple English: “He is afraid of dogs.”
Wang Qize’s mouth instantly formed an “O” shape.
Dogs are so cute, how can they be scary?
Even if some stray dogs look a bit scary, pet dogs are basically well-behaved and friendly.
Wang Qize immediately turned around and rushed towards the door.
His build was on the round side, making him look like a little cannonball when running.
Emily quickly got up and stopped him, asking him in English what he was doing.
Wang Qize said impatiently that he was going to bring Mumu over to show Mimi.
Mumu was the German Shepherd puppy he raised.
He firmly believed that once Mimi saw Mumu, he would definitely eliminate his fear of dogs.
Mumu was tiny, ears not yet erect, folded forward. When running, they would fly up. He loved whining and rubbing against people, incredibly cute.
Emily hurriedly carried this unlucky child back to the sofa and explained patiently that not all children liked dogs. Mimi was afraid of dogs, and Mumu might scare him. He couldn’t force his likes on others.
After all, she was an adult with rich experience and had met all kinds of people. She knew some people’s fear of dogs was ingrained in their bones, daring not to approach even a tiny dog, despite being a large adult themselves.
What if he scared the child?
Jing Mimi watched the interaction between the two and asked Wang Qiuqiu in confusion: “What is he saying?”
Wang Qiuqiu didn’t understand much English either, but he could pick out a few words and guessed: “He probably wants to bring the puppy over.”
He heard the puppy’s name, Mumu. Combined with Wang Qize’s rush to the door, it was probably correct.
Jing Mimi: “…”
Jing Mimi gripped Wang Qiuqiu’s small hand back and quickly led him upstairs.
Wang Qiuqiu’s home was a detached villa. His room was on the second floor. He had taken Mimi to visit and showed him his recent drawings, including the orange kitten with a tail grown back for Little Tail.
Entering the room, Jing Mimi quickly closed the door and locked it.
With the experience of locking “Zombie Grandpa” in the welfare institute, Jing Mimi became more skillful at locking doors.
Before Wang Qiuqiu could react, there was a locked door in front of him.
But he was in a good mood. Without his cousin here, he was still the person with the best relationship with Mimi.
Soon, footsteps approached.
It was Mom.
Wu Yuan’s voice was filled with undisguised confusion and worry: “Qiuqiu, Mimi, what’s wrong?”
She tried pressing the door handle but couldn’t open it, becoming more worried.
Wang Qiuqiu explained: “Mimi is too afraid of dogs. He heard that Cousin wanted to bring Mumu over and got scared.”
Finally understanding the situation, Wu Yuan hurriedly coaxed: “Mimi, don’t be afraid. Mumu won’t be brought over. Auntie won’t let dogs enter the house.”
To reassure the little cub, she said whatever came to mind.
Wang Qiuqiu: “…”
Wu Yuan: “Open the door, let Auntie come in to accompany and protect you, okay?”
After all, two children only a few years old locked inside made it impossible for an adult to rest assured.
Mimi was a guest at their house; no accidents could happen.
Perhaps the sentence “Auntie won’t let dogs enter the house” worked. With two clicks, the lock turned back.
Wu Yuan successfully opened the door.
But Jing Mimi quickly locked the door again after she walked in, obviously not wanting anyone else to enter.
Wu Yuan had no choice but to open her phone and explain the situation to Emily.
Emily was also very apologetic that her son scared the child, saying she would take him back first and let him come over later to try interacting with Mimi again.
Just as Wu Yuan turned off her phone screen, she saw Mimi standing beside her, looking at her with a strange expression.
“What’s wrong?” Wu Yuan asked.
“In Auntie’s phone…” Jing Mimi pursed his lips, “It’s a puppy.”
Wu Yuan then realized he was talking about her phone’s lock screen wallpaper.
The wallpaper was an oil painting of the puppy Qiuqiu she raised before, painted in a relatively realistic style, with a spring garden full of flowers and grass as the background.
Wu Yuan subconsciously glanced at Wang Qiuqiu beside him, seeing a hint of nervousness in his eyes. She immediately put away her phone and explained: “This is the dog Auntie raised before. It has passed away. Mimi, don’t be afraid, Auntie put the phone away.”
Although Jing Mimi didn’t like dogs and didn’t like interacting with people who raised or liked dogs, there were exceptions to everything.
Just like Uncle Fang Yuan who wore clothes with a puppy on them before—he forgave him too.
Although Auntie raised a dog before, she didn’t have one now. He was still willing to interact with Auntie; he liked Auntie.
But…
Jing Mimi frowned.
He felt the dog in Auntie’s phone looked familiar.
Seemed to have seen a similar one somewhere.
Could it be some kind of dog that bullied the kitten Mimi before?
Jing Mimi couldn’t remember and didn’t want to pursue things related to dogs, so he fell silent.
The heating at home was too hot. Wang Qiuqiu felt himself sweating a bit and took off his small jacket.
…
Wang Qize came over again near dinner time.
In the afternoon, under Wu Yuan’s guidance, Jing Mimi and Wang Qiuqiu dipped their palms in paint and left many beautiful small palm prints on paper.
Jing Mimi had no talent for drawing, so he was suited for this kind of color game that didn’t require drawing talent, maximizing his sense of accomplishment.
Looking at the series of palm prints, Jing Mimi suddenly thought of when he was the kitten Mimi. He had left a series of plum blossom paw prints on Papa’s paper. His papas stared at his small paw prints with surprise, treating them like treasures.
The kitten Mimi didn’t quite understand at that time, but now he understood. So paw prints were this beautiful.
When he went back, he would give the little human Mimi’s “paw prints” to his papas. They would definitely like them.
Playing until the end, Jing Mimi’s gaze suddenly fell on Wang Qiuqiu beside him.
Not long after, a pair of whiskers was drawn on Wang Qiuqiu’s cheeks by him.
Jing Mimi’s eyes curved into a pair of cute little crescents.
Brother Qiuqiu turned into a little calico cat.
Wang Qiuqiu looked at him blankly, then at his mother who couldn’t help laughing. The honest puppy didn’t choose to “fight back” but ran quickly to the mirror to look at his face.
There were a pair of colorful lines on his face, three on each side, like an animal’s whiskers.
Puppies also had whiskers.
He liked this pair of colorful “whiskers.”
Finally, Wu Yuan drew a pair of cute colorful whiskers on Jing Mimi’s cheeks too and took some photos of him and Wang Qiuqiu together.
She casually sent these photos to Mimi’s Papa, but they might have been busy and didn’t see it, not replying immediately.
When Wang Qize arrived, Jing Mimi and Wang Qiuqiu had already washed the paint off their hands and faces, turning back into clean cubs.
Jing Mimi carefully put the palm print painting and Little Tail’s portrait together into his small bag.
Seeing Wang Qize appear suddenly, Jing Mimi became alert instantly. Fortunately, there was no dog following him; only he and his mother came.
Jing Mimi didn’t approach, but didn’t run away like before either, just observing secretly.
As long as no dog approached, it was fine.
Wang Qize was carrying something in a bag, emitting a faint fragrance.
Wang Qize was most interested in “eating” and dreamed of becoming a gourmet. He was also very interested in creating delicious food with his own hands.
Unfortunately, he was still young, and the kitchen at home was a bit dangerous for him, so his parents bought him a safer mini kitchen.
Wang Qize thought about it all afternoon at home and decided to conquer Mimi with food, making Mimi accept him again.
He wanted to be friends with Mimi.
It was almost dinner time, so making some snacks for everyone to eat together was perfect.
Without further ado, Wang Qize used the assembled mini kitchen to make his specialty snack, put it in a small bag, and came here impatiently.
Changing his shoes, Wang Qize rushed to Jing Mimi and Wang Qiuqiu sitting on the sofa, handed over the thing in his hand, and said in Chinese he practiced for a long time before coming: “Here, gift.”
With the fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose and the word “gift,” Jing Mimi finally couldn’t resist taking the bag.
He liked gifts, liked preparing gifts, and liked receiving gifts.
Again—there are exceptions to everything.
If he never brought his dog in front of him in this life, he could still try to get along with him.
After all, they both had British blood, were “fellow countrymen,” and were destined.
Jing Mimi opened the bag in confusion and found many ring-striped things similar to small cookies inside. He had never seen or eaten them before, but they smelled fragrant.
Jing Mimi asked him immediately: “What is this?”
Wang Qize smiled and answered: “Cat ears (Mao Er Duo), I made them, very delicious.”
The pronunciation wasn’t standard, but Jing Mimi still understood, and froze.
Cat… cat ears?!
So many… all made of kitten ears?!
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Author’s Note:
Mimi: [Scared] [Crying loudly] [Angry]
Little Ze also takes Mumu to sit at the same table with Fang Yuan [Dog Head].
Cat ears (Mao Er Duo) is a kind of small snack made of flour…
