The Cub Comes from Planet Meow 64

Chapter 64: Meow 

The camera on the phone screen switched to a close-up of the dog’s face. Jing Zhi thought Jing Mimi was scared by the dog, so he immediately exited the video, silently noting the dog owner’s account name “Fa Cai Cute Pets,” and patted his chest gently, coaxing him not to be afraid.

Jing Mimi nestled in Papa’s arms for a while, the man’s voice he just heard still echoing in his mind.

He thought he had forgotten it after so many years, but unexpectedly, hearing it suddenly, his body still reacted negatively by reflex.

Fear, shrinking back, terrified…

It was as if he had returned to the gloomy days when the Scottish Fold kitten hid under the dark sofa, and a big hand reached for him countless times.

Sometimes his paw was grabbed, sometimes his tail, sometimes his fur.

He was already very good, yet he was always mistreated and used as a punching bag.

The Cat God’s voice suddenly sounded in his head: “Don’t be afraid, Mimi. Papas are here, it’s safe. Bad people won’t bully you anymore.”

The Cat God could read his mind and naturally knew what he was afraid of.

Many cats on Planet Meow saw him trembling with fear through the cloud TV and were very, very worried about him, meowing and urging the Cat God to comfort Mimi.

Jing Mimi relaxed slightly after being comforted.

But whether it was from the fright, or playing with the snow on the windshield wiper and catching a cold wind, Jing Mimi started to have a fever groggily after returning from the hospital.

Jiang Suifeng went to the company. Jing Zhi saw that Jing Mimi hadn’t woken up from his nap for a long time, so he went to the bedroom to take a look and found him curled up on the small bed with a flushed face. His heart skipped a beat.

He put his palm on his forehead.

Sure enough, it was hot. He had a fever.

Jing Zhi shook his small body. After a while, Jing Mimi opened his eyes slightly and called out vaguely: “Papa…”

Breathing out more than breathing in, his complexion was terrible.

Jing Zhi took him directly to the nearest small hospital in a flurry.

Although there was a complete first-aid kit at home and he had learned many practical tips online to deal with this, Mimi was too young, and he really couldn’t rest assured without going to the hospital.

After the checkup and an injection in the butt, Jing Mimi’s temperature dropped a bit, but he was still groggy, half-asleep and half-awake, mumbling unrecognizable syllables. Sometimes he would curl up in his arms and shed a few tears, perhaps because his body was too uncomfortable, which was particularly heartbreaking.

Jing Zhi and Jiang Suifeng took turns taking care of him, getting up periodically in the middle of the night to check on him.

The next morning, just after putting a new fever patch on Mimi, before he had time to eat breakfast, Jing Zhi received a call from his mother.

Xu Sumei said on the phone: “I fried some New Year goods in advance recently. I’ll send some over for Mimi to taste.”

It was only about half a month until the New Year. Xu Sumei usually fried some New Year goods, but after Jing Zhi graduated, she lived alone and couldn’t finish much, so she made fewer varieties. This year, she could finally make more.

Jing Zhi gave a “Mmhmm” and told her about Mimi’s illness, saying: “Might not have time to pick it up these few days, maybe later.”

Hearing this, Xu Sumei couldn’t sit still anymore and took a taxi over with the New Year goods directly.

Jing Mimi knew he was sick again. His body was hot and uncomfortable. He only felt slightly better when Papa was around.

When Papa left, he inexplicably felt a pair of hands reaching out from an unknown place, grabbing him, dragging him from the warm home to the biting ice and snow.

His forehead was covered by coolness, and Papa’s murmuring voice sounded in his ears. “Those hands” were driven away, safe for now.

Who knows how much time passed, Papa who left hadn’t returned to him, and the sense of danger struck again.

He subconsciously retracted one leg that had somehow stretched out of the quilt, returning to the safe quilt area.

But the next second, a cool hand grabbed his foot.

Jing Mimi, half-asleep and half-awake, was startled. His little heart pounded, reaching an unprecedented heart rate. His eyes were red-rimmed, and his face was pale.

But looking up, a familiar face broke into his field of vision.

It was Grandma.

Not some terrifying thing.

Grandma’s palm was slightly cool, tucking his small foot that hadn’t completely retracted into the warm quilt.

“Mimi, are you awake?” Grandma walked towards the head of the small bed.

Jing Mimi was dazed. His heartbeat was slowing down bit by bit, but still beating fast. Fortunately, his body relaxed because of Grandma’s appearance.

“Mimi, still uncomfortable?”

“Mimi… Mimi…”

Jing Mimi heard the concerned voice in his ear but could only respond with a little hum. Compared to the physical discomfort and fatigue, the mental blow was more severe.

…

“Is Mimi frightened? Children easily get a fever and sick when they lose their soul from fright,” Xu Sumei walked to the living room and said to Jing Zhi who was eating breakfast quickly.

Because of Mimi’s illness, Jing Zhi had no appetite. Breakfast was dumplings Jiang Suifeng steamed before going to work, taken from the refrigerator. He stuffed them into his mouth like chewing wax, filling his growling stomach.

Hearing this sentence, Jing Zhi paused his chewing, his gaze falling on her, repeating: “Frightened?”

He was brave and had never had such an experience.

Xu Sumei nodded. “Fang Yuan was frightened several times when he was little, similar to Mimi’s situation. You were only a few years old then, probably don’t remember. You were okay, very worry-free since childhood.”

“What should we do then? Go to a big hospital for another checkup?” Jing Zhi asked while searching on his phone.

Xu Sumei: “I’ll try.”

Not long after, Xu Sumei’s murmuring voice came from the bedroom.

“Mimi, don’t be afraid, come home quickly…”

“Taishang Laojun (Grand Supreme Elderly Lord), urgent order…”

Jing Zhi: “…”

Although Jing Zhi felt these things were a bit superstitious, he didn’t stop her.

Treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor (try anything in a desperate situation); better than doing nothing.

At the same time, he continued to search online for solutions to children’s fever from fright.

The internet said rubbing a few acupoints and eating fried fish maw could help.

Just as Jing Zhi was reading, his mind wandering, he saw his mother suddenly walk over holding Mimi.

Soon, his arms were filled with the feverish little cub.

Xu Sumei: “You are Mimi’s Papa; it’s more effective if you call him.”

Jing Zhi: “…”

Not long after, Jing Zhi patted Jing Mimi’s back while holding him, mimicking his mother’s coaxing: “Mimi be good, don’t be afraid, come home with Papa.”

Xu Sumei watched this scene with satisfaction.

“Mimi be good, don’t be afraid, Papa takes you home.”

Jing Zhi shouted a bit reservedly. Being watched by his mother felt like returning to childhood, being supervised to complete an after-school task.

Papa… home…

It’s Papa’s voice.

Jing Mimi’s condition really improved a bit.

When Jiang Suifeng came back in the evening, he was already eating something in Xu Sumei’s arms.

It was the fish maw fried by Jing Zhi.

Didn’t know if it was really useful, but the kitten turned little human liked eating fish very much and ate quite happily.

Jing Zhi had already told him on WeChat that Auntie was coming over and staying for dinner.

This was the first time Jiang Suifeng met Xu Sumei after parting at the hospital last time. He was wearing a meticulous suit and called out “Auntie” somewhat nervously.

Usually, in the company, he was the one watching others bow to him. Now in front of Jing Zhi’s mother—he bowed and scraped very naturally.

After all, she was his mother-in-law.

Xu Sumei nodded to him, a smile on her lips, much more natural than the last meeting: “You’re back.”

Although Jing Mimi was weak and had a cooling patch on his forehead, he called out “Big Papa” with bright eyes.

Jiang Suifeng nodded.

Before they could exchange pleasantries, Jing Zhi strode over and pulled Jiang Suifeng to the study.

Jiang Suifeng was pressed by him to sit in front of the computer.

“I asked someone to investigate something.” Jing Zhi opened a folder and played the videos stored inside.

The videos weren’t long, fitting the fast pace of the current era.

But the content of the video made Jiang Suifeng open his mouth slightly in shock.

“This is…”

“It’s Mimi. But the person in the video calls him Little Gold.”

A beige Scottish Fold kitten looked at the camera with round, beautiful amber eyes, opened its mouth, and let out a soft and cute “Meow-woo.”

The beige Scottish Fold kitten crawled under the sofa. Under the flash, its round eyes looked like two bright flashlight sources, cute and interesting.

The beige Scottish Fold kitten scratched with its little paws, burying the litter very seriously. Not a single grain of litter was scratched out of the litter box.

…

The kitten’s color and pattern were exactly the same as the kitten Mimi in their memory, but the environment around it wasn’t their home, but a strange house.

The answer was obvious—it was the kitten Mimi’s previous home.

The person filming these videos was the kitten Mimi’s previous owner.

Jing Zhi: “His account name is ‘Fa Cai Cute Pets’.”

Jiang Suifeng: “Is this… the account name of that dog owner in the collaboration video?”

He had a good memory and remembered this account name.

Jing Zhi: “Yes, it’s him.”

The internet has a memory. Even if the previous videos were hidden or deleted by that person, traces were still left online.

As long as one spent some time and energy searching, one could definitely find some clues.

At first, Jing Zhi simply thought the dog scared Mimi because Mimi started getting sick when leaving the hospital that day.

But he always felt something was wrong. That dog was a black and yellow native dog, not scary-looking, not even as fierce as Big Black in the welfare institute, but rather comically goofy and silly.

Even if Mimi was afraid of dogs, he wouldn’t be scared by such a dog on the phone screen.

Coincidentally, he was also going to investigate the two accounts “Shovel Officer Qizi” and “Fa Cai Cute Pets.”

Unexpectedly, he saw the former kitten Mimi in the account of “Fa Cai Cute Pets.”

It was said that this account used to raise cats. Before raising Mimi, he also raised a Siamese cat named Luo Luo. Not long after raising Mimi, Luo Luo was sent away.

Said to be bought by a rich woman in the comment section who used to raise a Siamese cat that looked almost exactly like his, paying a high price to make him reluctantly part with it.

Later, his account traffic wasn’t good, and after a period of silence, he switched to raising dogs, and Mimi’s previous videos disappeared from his account.

The dog raised now was a very interesting native dog. As long as the account owner said some words of praise, it would bare its teeth and even bark. Instead, when the account owner said some abusive and complaining words, it looked kind and even wagged its tail at the owner.

Such contrast could attract traffic.

But in the comment section, people often questioned why the dog was so abnormal and if the owner did something to it.

However, they were often buried. Someone explained: Dogs can be trained; just train them in reverse.

If so, it didn’t matter. Anyway, it was just for fun, bringing joy to everyone without causing any harm.

But Jing Zhi just felt this person was very wrong.

Hoping to investigate further.

Shen Luo and Shen Ziyuan were also investigating there, believing there would be results soon.

Jiang Suifeng watched all the videos of the Scottish Fold kitten on the computer, pursed his lips slightly, feeling a bit bitter in his heart.

Just then, Xu Sumei’s voice came from outside the door: “The alarm went off.”

Jing Zhi responded, opened the door and went out, turned off the alarm on his phone in the kitchen, and continued stewing the dish.

Jiang Suifeng finished watching the last video and walked out of the study. Looking at Jing Mimi, who had finished eating the fried fish maw and was curled up next to Xu Sumei hugging a small pillow, he felt sour and bitter in his heart. His fist hanging by his side clenched and unclenched.

Being scared like this, the kitten Mimi must have been bullied badly by that beast before.

Seeing Jiang Suifeng approaching, Xu Sumei subconsciously wanted to find a topic to start a conversation with him. Her brain spun fast, and her mouth opened and closed, spitting out a sentence: “That… where is the cat your family raises?”

She still remembered that Jing Zhi and Jiang Suifeng raised a kitten, but she was allergic to cat fur, so Jing Zhi never brought the kitten to see her.

Now that she came to visit, she hadn’t seen the kitten.

She guessed Jing Zhi must have locked the kitten up in advance because she was coming, afraid it would jump on her and trigger an allergy. The house was also cleaned carefully, without any cat hair seen.

Jing Mimi was resting on the sofa hugging a pillow. Hearing this, he stuck his little bottom up, relying on the fact that his identity wouldn’t be exposed, and meowed at her: “Meow-woo.”

Grandma, the kitten is here.

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Author’s Note:

Grandma is allergic to the kitten Mimi, but not allergic to the little human Mimi [Milk Tea].