Meow Ba

Chapter 81 Give Thanksgiving Meal
The living conditions of Molly's family made Ron feel sad, but as a cat, an orange cat who couldn't speak and had no means of making money, Ron really couldn't help her.

After being depressed all night, what Catherine said in the morning immediately gave Ron an idea - although there is no way to improve the current situation of Molly's family, it is still possible to make them eat better.

When you have an idea, you immediately put it into action, and there is also the process of Ron running with a sausage in his mouth.

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The distance of a hundred meters is not too much exercise for cats, but it is already quite difficult for human women who lack exercise. Not to mention, Catherine and Aunt Susan are still carrying baskets full of food and wearing long skirts.

Of course grandma didn't keep up, she was too old to run anymore.

"Orange, hurry up...stop..."

The container house of Molly's family had appeared in front of him. Ron, with a sausage in his mouth, slowed down, holding the sausage in one front paw, and slowly approached with only three feet, while waiting for Catherine and Aunt Susan to approach.

When Ron finally stopped, it was only ten steps away from Molly's house.

"Orange...zi..., huh~huh~, that sausage is not for you~"

"It's for those who need more help..."

Catherine, who had a lighter burden and was full of energy, came one step ahead of Aunt Susan. Panting heavily, she walked up to Ron who was squatting with her hands on her hips, and took the sausage from Ron's mouth while talking—Ron ran During the movement, the sausage was not dragged to the ground, as long as the part bitten by Ron's cat's mouth was cut off, and then rinsed with water several times, it was still edible.

However, when Catherine straightened up holding the sausage, she immediately saw Molly's container house, with a few ropes tied to the tree outside the house, and patched pajamas, old coats and torn clothes fluttered in the wind. Trousers, proving that someone lives inside.

"Orange, do you want to help this family?"

"They do look like they need help."

Putting the sausage into the small basket, Catherine smiled and patted Ron on the head.Ron didn't nod or shake his head, he just lowered his head and licked the fur on his paws with his tongue—following the slight vibration of the ground, Aunt Susan came over with a large basket full of food.

"Mum, there are people living in this shipping container, shall we give them a Thanksgiving meal?"

"Okay, but you're going to knock on the door and deliver the thanksgiving yourself, Catherine,"

Only the poorest people have to live in the container. Originally, the food in the basket was sent to the needy people in the town. Now there are poorer people who want to help. Aunt Susan naturally smiled and agreed. By the way Let Catherine exercise her courage.

"You can do it, Catherine."

Although it is quite refreshing at home and in front of friends, it is the first time to knock on the door of a stranger like this. When she walked to the door of the container house, Catherine took a deep breath and raised her right hand to knock on the door, but lost the next second. courage.

This happened several times in a row, and in the end even Ron, who was squatting next to him, couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and jumped up suddenly, and his claws slapped heavily on the door of the container house.

"Boom~"

The door of the house was also made of iron sheets cut from shipping containers. Ron slapped it with his claws and immediately made a loud sound.

"Who is knocking on the door, come!"

Molly's hoarse voice came from inside the door, yesterday's prolonged crying obviously affected her vocal chords-with a moan of iron plates rubbing against each other, the door of the container house opened.

"Hi, I'm Catherine from town, and I'm here to bring you a Thanksgiving meal... Molly!"

Seeing someone open the door, she blurted out words that had been brewing for a long time. It wasn't until she finished speaking that Catherine realized that the person who opened the door was Molly. The two little girls looked at each other, and immediately turned their heads and let out a disdainful snort.

"Molly, who is it?"

"Mom, no one, it's the wind."

Molly's mother's weak voice came from the house, softer than Ron had heard the night before.

Turning her head to answer her mother's words, Molly approached Catherine and said hoarsely.

"Hey Catherine, my family doesn't need your Thanksgiving meal!"

"Come on!"

"Hmph! You don't want this!"

"Orange, let's go!"

The two girls have disliked each other for several years, and every time Catherine returns to Muridian, there will always be some small stories between the two girls.

It's just that Catherine never imagined that Molly's family, who was always against her, would be so poor—now that she kindly offered a Thanksgiving feast, Molly didn't even appreciate it.

Catherine, who felt quite upset, immediately called Ron, preparing to send a Thanksgiving meal to the town.

"Molly, I hear you."

"It's your little friend, please invite him in."

Molly's mother's weak voice sounded again, and then Molly reluctantly stopped Catherine, and when Catherine walked into the container house with a small basket, she gave a warning in a low voice.

"Catherine, my mother would like you to come in and sit down."

"My mother is sick, don't talk nonsense!"

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"Hello Auntie!"

"I'm Catherine, Molly's good sister, and my mother asked me to bring Molly something to eat."

Following Catherine into Molly's house, Ron looked around. There were unfinished black bread and chickpeas on the table last night. On the bed behind the table, Molly's mother's face was even grayer than yesterday. En seemed to be able to see traces of white air coming out of Molly's mother.

"Thank you, Catherine."

"Say hello to your mother for me."

Although very ill, Molly's mother is like a mirror.

The coarse cloth dress on Catherine obviously didn't match her temperament, and Molly's mother had never seen Catherine among Molly's friends—of course Molly was lying, and the two were not friends.

However, Catherine came here with good intentions, and Molly's mother felt that Molly and Catherine should turn enemies into friends and become true friends.

"Molly as a child..."

The witty words are like pearls, talking about Molly's childhood fun, while Molly glared at Catherine, Molly's mother successfully made Catherine show a sincere smile.

Although I hate my mother for letting Catherine know about my embarrassing things when I was a child, my mother hasn't said so much for a long time, and her face seems to be much better-if chatting with Catherine can make her mother happy, it seems good to be friends with Catherine, Molly I thought so in my heart.

It's just that neither Molly nor Catherine noticed that Molly's mother's voice was getting lower and lower, and at the end her panting was even louder than her voice - Ron had already turned his head unbearably.

Then, a skinny arm with only skin and bones left, with blood vessels clearly visible, slipped down quietly.

　Thanks to DARK for the reward!Thanks!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)