Meow Ba

Chapter 80 The Little Girl Molly

"Grandpa, I'm afraid it won't work."

"Juzi has a public position in the Orange County Police Headquarters. Once the holiday is over, I will take it back to work with me."

Shrugging his shoulders, Lorraine said that although he wanted to help him very much, Ron definitely couldn't stay in Muridian, and Ron, who was listening on the side, nodded indiscernibly.

In the Orange County Police Headquarters, there is delicious food and drink every day, so I don’t enjoy it by myself, but stay on the ranch as a coolie?Your brain is broken!

Since there is no way to keep Ron who can kill groundhogs, Grandpa Diesel can only find another way. Perhaps it is a good way to buy some more ferocious cats from the pet store after Thanksgiving.

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The warm dinner was finally over. Aunt Susan and grandma cleaned up the dining room, put all the extra food in the refrigerator, and then smiled and sent the Diesel family into the guest room.

Grandpa's house didn't have a cat, so naturally there was no cat litter. In the end, Aunt Susan used a small blanket to make a cat litter on the sofa.

The night in the country is very quiet, and there are countless stars twinkling in the sky, blinking like small eyes - in the chorus of crickets, hens, and lambs outside the window, Ron squatted in the temporary cat's nest and gave his head a pause Dozed off suddenly.

"woooooooo~"

Just when Ron was about to fall asleep, a weeping cry suddenly appeared in the room, causing a basin of ice water to be poured on Ron's head, and his tail instantly exploded into a feather duster.

"..."

No...it can't be a ghost, can it?

Aren't only black cats able to see ghosts?

No matter in the East or the West, there are rumors that cats can see ghosts. In the East, cats are considered feminine. In the West, it is rumored that cats’ eyes are traded with the devil, so they can see ghosts.

However, Ron quickly strengthened his heart that had been washed by proletarian atheism for more than ten years. He raised his head and twisted his ears, and soon discovered that the source of the crying was not in the house, but from outside. .

So after listening for a while, Ron walked into the kitchen and jumped onto the kitchen window sill, unlocked the kitchen window, and gently opened the window.

"woooooooo~"

The cold air from outside the window rushed in, making Ron, who had just crawled out of the cat's nest, shiver, but the crying became clearer - through the window, Ron followed the crying under the hazy starlight.

Finally, guided by the crying, Ron came to a grove a hundred meters away from Grandpa Diesel's house, and saw a house.

The house is very old, and it is not a regular American wooden structure, but a dilapidated container full of rust, except for the cut out windows and doors, there is only a little light inside.

"woooooooo~"

"Ahem, ahem, Molly..."

"You've done enough...don't blame yourself..."

In the United States, only the poorest people live in containers—Ron approached the container, jumped hard, hooked the edge of the window with his fur claws, and then pulled the cat's head across the window sill.

The windows were covered with dust, and through the glass, Ron could see what was going on inside.

Next to the window was a table with an oil lamp on which Ron had assumed the light was coming from, and next to the lamp was apparently the family's dinner - no turkey, no pies, just a A bowl of mashed potatoes, a few spoonfuls of chickpeas and a few slices of brown bread.

Looking away, Ron saw a dilapidated bed next to the table. A middle-aged woman with a gray face was lying on the old quilt on the bed, coughing and comforting her crying daughter.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't win the contest, that teddy bear can sell for a lot of money..."

"If I win the game and sell the teddy bear, you can have turkey..."

The crying daughter of the middle-aged woman is the bad girl Molly who lost to Catherine at the funfair today, but she doesn't have the temperament of a bad girl at this moment—wearing old patched pajamas, her eyes are red and swollen, Molly is crying Very sad.

"..."

I knew I wouldn't have won~
Seeing the situation at Molly's house, Ron suddenly understood why Molly became depressed after losing the game, and even Ron's mood became uncomfortable.

For Catherine, a teddy bear is nothing more than a pillow, which can be happy for several days, but for Molly and her mother, it may be food that can satisfy their hunger for more than a week.

However, Ron was a cat now, and on this cold night, Ron could deliver nothing but mice.

"..."

Slowly lowering his paws, Ron let his body fall silently on the grass, and walked listlessly towards Diesel's house - with guilt pounding back and forth in his heart, his tail and ears drooped.

Jumping on the windowsill and closing the window, Ron nestled in his temporary cat kennel and didn't sleep for comfort all night, Molly's crying kept echoing in his ears.

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"Deng dong dong dong! Tangerine, do I look good?"

He didn't sleep well all night, Ron was a little listless in the morning, and even Catherine was listless when she picked her up to comment on her outfit today.

However, Catherine's dress today is also considered strange, in addition to the rustic dress, she also wrapped a headscarf on her head, just like those women in western movies.

At Catherine's feet, Ron also saw a small basket full of sausages, fruits, and bread.

"Hey, Tangerine!"

"This is the clothes my grandma wore when I was a child!"

"Why are you dressed like this? Because today I'm delivering a Thanksgiving meal!"

Like a flash of lightning, Ron's mind suddenly brightened. He stared at the sausages in the small basket and grinned suddenly.

"No! Tangerine, no!"

"This is for grandpas and grandmas, you can't eat it!"

Apparently misunderstanding something, Catherine immediately put the basket behind her - Thanksgiving, in addition to inviting friends and family reunions, there is also a custom to send a basket of food to the poor so that they can live a happy life. thanksgiving.

Catherine has already missed a day of delivery today, but she is not as particular about it as before, as long as it is during Thanksgiving, there is no objection.

"Catherine, we're leaving!"

Outside the door, Aunt Susan and Grandma were all dressed in the same clothes as Catherine, with a basket full of food in their hands, calling.

"I'm coming!"

"Orange, stay at home obediently, I'll play with you when I come back."

Instructing Ron, Catherine lifted the basket behind her and walked out the door, while Ron on the sofa suddenly jumped forward, opened his mouth to grab the sausage in Catherine's bamboo basket, and ran forward with all his strength.

So a series of more than a dozen sausages were dragged into the air by Ron-running towards the grove.

　Thanks to book friends WAHYLZCL and Shumaomao97 for their rewards, xiexie!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)