Chapter 92

Transmigrated into a Cat 14 (Birth Mother is the Female Lead of a Daughter's Dao Novel)

Although Fang De Li was raised by her family to be innocent and unaware of worldly affairs, she is not stupid, especially these past two years after being taken in by the director; she has gained much experience and actually understands her situation to some extent.

However, her brother once said, the more she acts stupid, the fewer people guard against her.

At today's full-month banquet, Fang De Quan also came, after offering congratulations to the director, he took the opportunity to talk to his sister.

Fang De Li told her brother about the earlier incident when Luo Lao Tai Tai went to see Lady Song.

"Fortunately, Mu Dan has already left Pomegranate Flower Town," Fang De Li said, a surge of heroic ambition rising in her heart.

"Even if the Luo family is the richest, and even if Lady Song's maiden house has great influence, they are still being played with by us siblings in the palm of our hands."

Fang De Li actually does not approve of her brother consorting with Mu Dan, a woman already nearing thirty from the brothel; no matter how beautiful she is, her prime has passed—how could she be worthy of her brother?

"Mu Dan is not just beautiful," Fang De Quan rebutted, his tone proud, "She also has foresight; she told me that our country will soon be engulfed in war everywhere, Pomegranate Flower Town will inevitably fall, there is no such thing as an isolated utopia—I think what she says makes sense; joining the military is the best choice."

Saying this, he gazed at his sister with reluctance, "When I become a high official, I will have your brother-in-law divorce that woman and make you the legitimate wife."

Fang De Li doesn't care whether she can be made the legitimate wife; after all, she is confident she can win Director Song's exclusive favor, and of course, if the opportunity arises, she won't refuse.

She reminded him, "Brother, that woman Mu Dan is only fit to be a concubine; you must absolutely not even consider marrying her."

Fang De Li worries greatly for her brother; joining the army means going to war, and war means death—no matter how foresighted Mu Dan may be, it is her brother who will face the danger.

No matter how grand her brother's lofty ambitions, they cannot conceal the fact that because of Mu Dan he must avoid the Luo family; without Mu Dan, her brother could live a carefree, peaceful life in Pomegranate Flower Town.

Fang De Li silently cursed her as a fox spirit, who had harmed Luo Jia Ming before and now comes to harm her brother.

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The Three-Colored Cat crouched in the shade, listening to Si Ya recite the Three Character Classic.

San Ya held a thick, heavy medical tome and flipped through it; Er Ya sat nearby embroidering, while Da Ya held an abacus calculating the expenses of their mother's household.

Before noon, the sun had not yet reached its peak; the Three-Colored Cat flicked its tail and tapped the suddenly stopped Si Ya.

Si Ya rubbed it, then went up to her older sister, "Third sister, I can't…" she said, her speech clear but unable to finish a whole sentence smoothly.

San Ya patiently taught her over and over, but Si Ya is not studious material and doesn't know what she'll be suited for in the future.

Si Ya desperately tried to memorize the text; she kept her distance from San Ya's medical book—so many characters made her eyes blur, and she didn't understand why San Ya liked it so much.

Si Ya then went over to her eldest sister, "Eldest sister…"

Da Ya helplessly set down the abacus, feeling at a loss with this little girl who can't sit still, "What's wrong now?"

Only see the little girl pointing to the roof side, "Look, a black cat, looking for Cao Cao."

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She mumbled, "Black cat, Cao Cao's wife?"

"That stray cat is male," Da Ya snapped, as if realizing something, she exclaimed, "San Ya, how old is Cao Cao now? It seems he's never had a wife."

The girls all felt this was very serious, after all, even poor stray cats that can only eat mice have wives, yet their family's affluent cat that can afford dried fish is still single?!

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Faced with four enthusiastic girls wanting to find him a wife, Jiang He suddenly realized that being a cat isn't all that great either.

"This is the Wang family's cat from next door, this is the Li family's cat, this is Old Lady Ning's cat from the village entrance…"

San Ya lined up several beautiful cats; they resembled concubines being selected, eyeing the emperor—the Luo family's Three-Colored Cat… drooling over the dried fish before them.

The Three-Colored Cat let out a "meow," guarding its dried fish.

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At this moment, San Ya, who was in a childish mindset, seeing this, picked up the Three-Colored Cat, stroked it up and down, then placed it before the female cat: "Caocao, don't be shy—look which one you like as your wife?"

The Three-Colored Cat was utterly helpless; these cats didn't even look at him—they were only interested in his wealth—the dried fish.

Besides, it also doesn't need a wife! Please let it remain a bachelor!

Several female cats came over with excited steps, staring at the plate of dried fish, occasionally glancing at its owner.

The system mall's cat shell's greatest feature is perfection; although the Three-Colored Cat's breed is nothing special, male cats like him are rare, and to all the female cats this handsome Three-Colored Cat is undoubtedly a handsome young prince selecting a consort—his status, appearance, and wealth are all lacking nothing, making him the perfect cat mate.

Da Ya was delighted: "Oh dear, our Caocao is really popular—I'm even troubled; all the female cats are so gorgeous, I don't know which to pick."

System: "Hahaha… Host, does laughing to death count as injury?"

The Three-Colored Cat, surrounded by the female cats, rolled its eyes—being popular wasn't actually a happy thing.

San Ya, however, misunderstood: "Caocao, do you find it hard to choose? Why not take them all? Having three wives and four concubines isn't bad…"

Er Ya reminded softly: "That's not good—if all three wives and four concubines got pregnant, they'd have lots of kittens…"

San Ya imagined herself surrounded by a flock of fluffy little kittens, soft and milky, meowing at her; she couldn't help but be enamored: "That sounds nice too."

Da Ya cruelly shattered her fantasy: "Do you think Grandma would let you keep so many cats?"

Their grandmother is very stingy; if it weren't for being frightened by mice, she would definitely not let her give dried fish to Caocao.

San Ya picked up her beloved cat with a sorrowful face: "Sorry, Caocao, your dream of three wives and four concubines is shattered—it's all because your master is too poor to afford raising your countless descendants."

Three-Colored Cat: "…" He doesn't need countless descendants—no, he doesn't want any at all.

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It swiftly searched, intending to ease the host's burden, and said seriously: "Host, the mall's product description says your shell is perfect and has all functions, so you needn't worry about those functions being removed; even if you want to marry and have children, that's fine—you can collect all these beautiful cats, the mall guarantees, the shell's functions are first-rate, you'll have two in three years… no, having three in a year is the basics, having four or five is no problem!"

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Jiang He's cat decided to wait until the mission ends, then return to the system space, where he will surely thrash the system, pounding it from round into square, pentagon, and hexagon, determined to make it experience his ever-changing life.

Several girls really regretted it—Caocao was too picky, not wanting any of those many beautiful cats.

"Where should I go to find you a fairy-like beautiful cat?" San Ya worried, "Caocao, should we lower our standards?"

"Nowadays who isn't in a blind marriage? You can still go on matchmaking dates." Da Ya sighed.

After the New Year she will be fourteen, about the age to start looking for a match; actually she is quite frightened—her father never cares for the children, her mother is timid and can't speak up, her grandfather is indifferent toward them, and the one who truly decides their fate is their grandmother.

Their grandmother is stingy and profit-driven, truly afraid she might be sold for profit.

Given the Luo Family's current predicament, it's impossible for them to let her marry a merchant; the most likely option is to marry her off to an official or someone in the military.

"Big sister, it's fine to go on a matchmaking date; matchmaking can also be good." Er Ya awkwardly comforted her.

Da Ya shook her head, not wanting to dwell on this, she changed the subject, "Is Mother still looking for He San Niang?"

"Exactly!" San Ya said angrily, "Even Chun Hua has been sent by Mother to look for He San Niang."

Her mother is overly enthusiastic about the child in He San Niang's belly—is it because it's Father's son? Since they are also Father's children, why can't she devote more attention to them?

Si Ya rubbed her eyes, a little wanting to cry: "I miss Chun Hua."

She was raised by Chun Hua, and at night she always slept with Chun Hua; although sleeping with Eldest Sister is also nice, she still misses Chun Hua more.

Da Ya picked up her younger sister, "Be good, Chun Hua should be back soon."

She is not stupid; naturally she can see there is a problem—if someone deliberately hid He San Niang, the Luo Family would find nothing no matter how they searched.

Thinking of this, she once again worried about her own marriage.

Grandfather and grandmother are so clever; they surely also realize what the Luo Family currently lacks.

The Luo Family lacks not money but power; officials and those who hold military command—who among them doesn't have three wives and four concubines? If her status were that of a principal wife, she could only marry those of ordinary standing, and grandfather and grandmother would likely make her a concubine, sending her to serve as a concubine for those high-ranking officials or warlords.

Da Ya felt bitter in her heart, but when facing her sisters she showed none of it, still smiling gently.

The Three-Colored Cat knew what she was thinking, meowing at her, its plum-blossom paw lightly tapping her head.

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"Is Cao Cao hungry?" Da Ya cast aside her scattered thoughts, perked up, "Have the dried fish snacks been eaten again? I'll make you some more—do you want them grilled, stir-fried, or fried?"

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Da Ya nodded, "Got it, stir-fried—should I add chili?"

Er Ya looked on with great envy; Eldest Sister and Third Sister are really smart, always able to guess what Cao Cao wants, while she falls far short.

Meanwhile, Xu Shi finally had to give up hope.

Even Chun Hua was sent by her to look for He San Niang, yet this person simply couldn't be found—how could He San Niang hide so well?

Xu Shi originally wanted to put up missing-person notices in town or the countryside; she spent a lot of money hiring a painter versed in Western painting techniques to paint He San Niang's portrait, but she never expected to be scolded head‑to‑toe by Luo Lao Tai Tai.

"Do you want everyone in town to know that Jia Ming has been ruined, and that the child in He San Niang's belly is the Luo Family's only hope?"

Xu Shi heard it all confused—hasn't the whole town known about Jia Ming's situation? These days, Mother's movements have been so big; now who doesn't know that He San Niang and Mu Dan have gone missing?

Luo Lao Tai Tai was simply furious.

Even if the common folk know, they know, but no one dares to post notices in front of the Luo Family; yet if they openly put up missing-person notices, that would be tantamount to announcing to the world that the Luo Family is shameless.

"In short, this matter cannot be made public; it can only be sought privately." Luo Lao Tai Tai said, seeing that she still half‑understood, she involuntarily raised her hand to her forehead and waved her away.

This mother is not as clever as Da Ya and San Ya; how can such a muddle‑headed mother give birth to clever children?

In two years Da Ya will also have to look for a match; this child is smart, surely able to hold her own in any backyard competition, and she will find a good family for Da Ya.

Grandfather knows many people; if he can connect with high officials and nobles, the Luo Family need not worry about anything.

"Nowadays, with war and chaos, becoming a concubine to a high official or noble is far safer than being a merchant's wife." Luo Lao Tai Tai mused, taking a big gulp of plum tea, she couldn't help but frown, "This tea is too sweet—how did the cook make it? I've told her repeatedly not to put too much sugar; plum tea should be sour to whet the appetite."

Seeing her displeasure as she set the tea cup down, the little maid said timidly, "Madam, I'll go to the kitchen right away to get you a pot without sugar."

Luo Lao Tai Tai nodded slightly.

Only Huang Ma wanted to speak but held back; if it weren't for the old lady's age, she would surely suspect she was pregnant, recalling how when she carried Eldest Grandfather and Second Grandfather she also drank plum tea as water.

After being scolded by Luo Lao Tai Tai, Xu Shi's mood grew ever more depressed.

"One can't just abandon a husband who's become a good‑for‑nothing, can one? At this age."

The old doctor had just taken Luo Lao Tai Tai's pulse; his expression was not quite right, after confirming several times he cleared his throat and told Luo Lao Tai Tai good news.

Madame Yang's face also darkened; her husband likes handsome men, so of course there are no pretty little monsters to bother him, but the rabbit‑like gentleman is even more of an eyesore.

She gave a light cough, "Doctor, our old lady is already fifty‑two, this…"

She blamed herself again, wishing she had forced Jia Ming to take a concubine back then—surely one could have borne a son.

"Is this child a burden on the old lady's body? For the past two months she hasn't wanted meat, mostly eating plain porridge and pickles, and she drinks plum soup every day—won't that be too cold?"

"Nonsense about her son—she has only one son; those others are just bastards trying to steal her son's inheritance!"

The Luo Family's impotence in this matter has already been disheartening; the more her mother brings it up, the more likely her father will be displeased—after all, if it weren't for her father himself getting involved with He San Niang, they wouldn't have ended up like this.

She reminded, "Mother, I heard Grandma say that Grandfather and Father will be back in a few days; don't bring up the child's matter again, or Father will be unhappy."

Xu Shi also said, "Madam Niu, is your little son all right? Even if it can't be cured, don't do a 'chongxi' ritual—it would be too bad to make that young maiden a widow for life."

"What?" Luo Lao Tai Tai widened her eyes, "Say that again? What… what's wrong with me?"

However, they were not vegetarians either; Xu Shi dared to talk back, and they retorted right away.

The old doctor said, "Madam, you are pregnant; the fetus is already two months old."

"It would be better to transfer this ginseng and abalone to us; our head of household would certainly make use of it."

Xu Shi trembled with anger; she wasn't angry that people speculated she had left her husband, she was angry that these people spoke of her husband in a dismissive tone.

"Exactly, the root is severed; supplementing more won't help."

The old doctor said, "No need to deliberately eat anything special; just let her eat what she wants."

Luo Lao Tai Tai sighed; it's no wonder those three families dare to challenge the Luo Family. The Luo Family's heir is ruined, the Luo Family seems on the verge of dying out, and these people probably only want to carve up the Luo Family now, without considering that their appetites are too big—they might burst themselves…

A holy‑mother‑type, love‑brained feudal‑daughter‑path female lead actually gets into fights? Oh my, this fight is quite intense—they're all aiming for the face.

Luo Lao Tai Tai leaned in to examine Xu Shi's wound; the Zhu, Niu, and Yang families cannot match the Luo Family's wealth, but combined they might not be inferior; this matter is a loss for her daughter‑in‑law, and she is calculating whether she can turn it to her advantage.

Da Ya broke the matter down and told her, "Father ended up like this, half the cause is He San Niang. He San Niang ran away again, and we don't know whether she was taken by the Luo Family's enemies or fled on her own; either way, it's nothing to be happy about."

Huang Ma's heart‑heavy stone finally fell.

"You few stinking women!"

"What else could they be thinking? Obviously it's emptiness and loneliness! Women at thirty are like wolves, and she's just in her wolf‑tiger year, right?"

Luo Lao Tai Tai rubbed her belly, her face glowing with maternal radiance, "Huang Ma, give the old doctor a red envelope to share in the joy."

The old doctor felt a little embarrassed; there's no need to involve himself in happy events—he and his old wife, at this age, don't want any more children.

Although that's what was said, the old doctor still wrote a prescription for the fetal safety medicine and kept it on hand, after all, at such an advanced age, not having fetal safety medicine would indeed be unsettling.

The old doctor also came to his senses, coughing embarrassedly twice; truly unexpected—Luo Lao Ye and the old lady are this old, yet they are still so affectionate.

Jia Ming heard how painful it would be.

Xu Shi said to Da Ya, who was applying medicine to her: "Later, go to the kitchen and make some extra dried small fish for Grass Grass; it saved my life today."

"Oh, Madam Luo, even if you went to buy ginseng and abalone, it would be useless; even if your second lord strengthened his yang, it would be useless."

Luo Lao Tai Tai drank a cup of plum tea to suppress her nausea; this damned weather is really too hot, her digestive system has never felt comfortable.

Luo Lao Tai Tai, retching, waved her hand and said: "Xu Shi only has a flesh wound; just apply some medicated liquor, no need to call a doctor." The doctor, when he comes to the door, immediately asks for money; her son and husband went to Peace Brocade City on a trip, and no one knows how much it will cost—save where you can.

Xu Shi immediately retorted: "Madam Zhu, your husband has taken another concubine, making it the eighteenth—how enviable! You have so many sons, thirty-three by now, right?"

Madam Zhu's face darkened instantly.

"Then please do."

He suddenly thought of something and asked solemnly: "Old lady, do you want this child?"

After instructing her daughter, Xu Shi said to Luo Lao Tai Tai: "Mother, I'm telling you, Grass Grass was picked up beside the temple; it must have brushed with Buddha's aura, especially spirited. Knowing we saved it, it has come to the Luo Family to repay kindness. From now on we should treat it better."

"Wuu… they said Jia Ming is no good." Xu Shi cried miserably, letting her daughter apply medicine to her; a handful of her hair was pulled out, her scalp bleeding. "It's really excessive—several of them ganging up on me… Wuu… fortunately Grass Grass happened to pass by, and she called its little brothers to help."

It's practically a case of "willows dark, flowers bright"—another spring.

Suddenly, a waft of medicinal smell drifted over, and Luo Lao Tai Tai was choked by it, feeling a wave of nausea.

Madam Zhu laughed like an old hen, clucking: "Our husband doesn't need any more; we already have dozens of sons—if we eat more, what if we have even more sons?"

This matter is entirely the fault of Zhu Niu Yang; they brought so many people yet still couldn't beat two cats, and if they dare to come and file a complaint, she'd dare to strip a layer of skin off those three families!

"The old lady's health is fine; she doesn't even need fetal safety medicine."

"What should the old lady eat and use?"

If she doesn't want it, that's understandable—after all, she's a fifty-two-year-old woman; some who married early have already become great-grandmothers.

Luo Lao Tai Tai unconsciously rubbed her belly; she still hasn't come to her senses.

"Also, for the last three months, watch the diet—the baby is too big, making delivery difficult." The old doctor lifted his gaze to Luo Lao Tai Tai, seeing her dazed, unfocused expression, and the pen writing the prescription hesitated to a stop.

All these Xu Shi are used to it; she thinks they're jealous of her, jealous that she could marry such a fine husband as Luo Jia Ming—even if she bears no daughter, her husband does not abandon her.

"Such things aren't unheard of—I've heard of someone getting pregnant at sixty." Seeing Luo Lao Tai Tai's dazed look, the old doctor added, "Fifty-two is still young."

Huang Ma had no choice but to ask the old doctor what precautions to take, after all, the old lady isn't young; becoming pregnant at this age is truly dangerous.

Madam Niu's anger flared instantly; her son is so good, it's only right that his wife should stay with him for life.

The old doctor stroked his beard, saying it was strange to him too—how could the old lady be so old yet have such a promising pregnancy?

A group of people behind them were making snide remarks, and yet they didn't understand any etiquette, speaking outrageously loud.

Chun Hua was sent by her to find He San Niang, with only a little maid accompanying her—how could she stand up to those three women each bringing a retinue of maids and matrons?

Xu Shi finally couldn't bear it any longer, charging forward and brawling with that group of women.

Luo Lao Tai Tai gave a cold snort: "Who told you to be stupid, not bringing more people?"

Huang Ma became anxious; she wasn't calling the doctor for Xu Shi, she was calling for Luo Lao Tai Tai, feeling that the old lady was off.

The former Luo Lao Tai Tai was actually a bit overly plump; older people are healthier when slim… no, saying 'older people' isn't appropriate—this is a pregnant woman, and a pregnant woman shouldn't be lumped with the elderly.

As expected, she said it herself—the old lady's symptoms are exactly the same as when she was pregnant with the two young masters.

Usually, when Xu Shi went out, she often encountered the ladies of wealthy families, who would either fawn over her, sneer, openly flatter, or secretly make snide remarks……

Just a couple of days ago she had lamented that the Luo Family would die out, with lowly families bullying them to the point of showing up at their door—yet she never expected to hear good news just now.

Xu Shi's mind couldn't wrap around it: "Why can't we mention San Niang? I was thinking your father knows her better, so finding her would be easier."

"What's wrong with me?"

Even if her daughter-in-law plus those two cats beat those three women even worse, what would it matter?

Huang Ma also couldn't voice her far-fetched guess; she could only keep saying she was worried about Luo Lao Tai Tai, saying she had lost weight, that she might collapse—who could hold up the Luo Family?

Just then, Xu Shi cried out again: "Ow, it hurts—Da Ya, be gentler."

Luo Lao Tai Tai glanced at her and said: "What do you have to say about it? Let the cook make whatever it wants to eat; its little days are better than mine, this old woman."

The Three-Colored Cat passing by the roof looked on in disbelief.

Xu Shi then turned to the last woman: "Madam Yang, I envy how clean your courtyard is—no pesky little sprite to annoy the eye."

Xu Shi said she'd do it and then did, taking a maid out the door.

"Look, isn't that Madam Luo? I don't know if the Luo Family's second lord has become a eunuch—what does she think?"

"Meow?"

"What's the use of maintaining a youthful appearance if all you do is give birth to daughters—who would want that?"

Luo Lao Tai Tai didn't even need to think; she declared firmly: "Yes, of course! Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will give birth to him!"

Xu Shi nodded, indicating she would listen to her daughter.

Huang Ma got her approval and immediately went to call the doctor.

Since the rat incident, she had almost not enshrined this cat; whether it was coincidence or it truly was spiritual, the fact that there are no rats in the house is true.

She quickly regained her spirits: "Your father has suffered greatly this time; he needs proper nourishment. Mother will go buy some sea cucumber and abalone, and when Father returns I'll fortify him."

Her face is so beautiful; those few ugly monsters all go to greet her face—luckily Grass Grass and that big black wild cat came to help, the cats' claws are sharper, their movements more agile, so she actually isn't at a loss.

She wished those fox spirits would all give birth to daughters, but instead they keep having sons one after another; thinking of how many brothers her son would have, she feels sorry that the family inheritance would be split thinner.

This Luo Lao Tai Tai isn't from a poor family lacking nutrition; frankly, her pregnancy glow is better than that of many younger pregnant women from poor households—after all, a well‑cared‑for old lady gets plenty of fish and meat, so her nutrition can't be lacking.

She has one merit: she knows she lacks opinion and is willing to listen to others on everything.

She sat in the room, silently shedding tears and blaming herself, telling her daughter: "It's my inadequacy; I will definitely find He San Niang and won't let Jia Ming's line die out."

Luo Lao Tai Tai felt her scalp crawl hearing that, and she also sensed that these past two months she's indeed been off—she can't keep anything down, not only wants to vomit but also feels sleepy; could this be a sign of some serious illness?

The old matriarch looked at Luo Lao Tai Tai and said: "Luo Lao Tai Tai, being a bit thinner is fine; being thinner is healthier."

Seeing her vomit violently, Huang Ma hurriedly said, "Old lady, I'll call a doctor right away."

Ugh!

She widened her eyes, looking at Xu Shi in disbelief, never expecting that the usually weak and inept daughter-in-law would actually go out and fight someone.

The doctor they summoned was a famous old doctor from Pomegranate Flower Town, with excellent medical skills.

Da Ya really didn't want to hear this, but it was her mother, and she couldn't just leave.

"Tsk, look at that face still tender—she's at most in her early twenties, maintained so well—remarrying wouldn't be difficult, would it?"

Now it's a turbulent time again; the old lady simply cannot fall ill.

"I have a feeling it will definitely be a son." Luo Lao Tai Tai said, her eyes sore, almost tearing up: "It will definitely be a son who can carry on the Luo Family lineage! Perhaps it's my eldest son reborn—he was the most filial, knowing I grieve over the Luo Family having no heir."

Not only was the Three-Colored Cat surprised, but Luo Lao Tai Tai was also greatly astonished.

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