Chapter 91: then translation of title

Transmigrated into a cat 13 (birth mother is the female lead of a niangdao novel)

When Mu Dan was in the future of her recollection dream, Fang Dequan came over carrying snacks.

"Mu Dan, I brought you snacks fragrant with the whole garden." He said with a hearty laugh, his grin showing all his teeth.

Mu Dan's expression was complex; in her dream, after despairing over her hopeless son, she packed up the Luo Family's remaining money and eloped with Fang Dequan.

At that time she was already old, her hair had turned white, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes.

However, Fang Dequan only got better and better; he joined the army and became an officer, looting many wealthy households during the war, gaining money and power, so she happily went with him.

Mu Dan had to admit that she was someone who loved wealth and couldn't endure hardship.

Living on the mountain was extremely hard for her; this kind of life, which seemed like paradise to those rural girls—having meat and food to eat—felt to her almost like imprisonment.

"Mu Dan, why are you looking at me like that?" Fang Dequan's face showed some shyness, but his heart was overjoyed—could it be that Mu Dan really thought he had improved? She had never looked at him with such eyes before.

"Nothing much, just feel your face has become a bit more handsome." Mu Dan said offhand.

This is, of course, a lie; Fang Dequan is still unattractive even when old, and even if he no longer gets pimples, he's left with a face full of pockmarks, but a man's charm lies not in his appearance but in the power and money in his hands; in the dream, the older version of herself happily eloped with him, not finding his pockmarked face ugly at all.

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Then why didn't she give birth to a son? Could it be that Luo Jia Ming's fate changed, so he flew away with her son?

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That dream was too real, so real that Mu Dan's hopes and affection for Luo Jia Ming were almost worn away.

Luo Jia Ming is just a good-for-nothing; he can't even protect the Luo Family, and still wants to sell his daughter to keep the Luo Family going—he's nowhere near as good as Fang Dequan.

Fang Dequan is indeed not good-looking, but he's capable—he's risen to a high official position, holding power and money. In these tumultuous times of war, a man with a gun feels much safer.

Fang Dequan was very pleased; Mu Dan actually said he had become more handsome? The old Chinese doctor who prescribed his medicine still had some skill, and he also felt his facial pimples had faded considerably.

"Mu Dan, I bought a bottle of foreign liquor from Pingjin City; let's drink it together."

The rural girl who had been taking care of Mu Dan had already gone home; only Mu Dan and Fang Dequan remained on the mountain. They drank while admiring the scenery, and the setting sun about to fall in the west dyed the mountain a brilliant orange‑red, especially beautiful.

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Mu Dan's expression was somewhat dazed, gently swaying the red wine in her highball glass.

Fang Dequan secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva; the red wine, reflected against Mu Dan's snow‑white fingers, was exquisitely beautiful—she was like that fine wine, needing only a sip to intoxicate.

"Mu Dan, you're drunk." Fang Dequan cautiously approached her, helping to lift the limp Mu Dan from the chair.

Mu Dan smiled, truly like a flower of heavenly fragrance and national beauty blooming: "I'm not drunk; come, let's keep drinking!"

Those who are drunk always say they aren't; Fang Dequan secretly decided to bring more alcohol next time.

The rural girl returning home hummed a mountain song as she walked the mountain path; she wasn't afraid, for there were no fierce beasts on this mountain, and even if there were, they had been eaten during the famine years.

The young lady on the mountain is truly beautiful; I wonder if the fox spirit in the story looks just like her.

I heard that Dequan's parents oppose his marrying that lady—this must be a case of ill‑fated lovebirds.

The rural girl was thinking when suddenly she saw a cat appear in the mountains.

"Yay! It's a kitten! Kitty, don't run!" The rural girl excitedly gave chase; nowadays cats and dogs are rare, especially those in the mountains—catch one to raise, and it might come in handy later.

The three‑colored cat turned its head, meowed at her, and darted lightly along the mountain path.

The rural girl pursued it all the way, and soon realized something was off: "Is this the direction to Pomegranate Flower Town?"

The sun had already set, the mountain path was dark, and the rural girl inexplicably shivered, terrified—could this cat be a cat demon?

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Late at night, all was quiet; only an unknown bird could be heard calling in the mountains.

Mu Dan turned over, her eyes clear; there was not a trace of drunkenness.

She needed to consider her future; Luo Jia Ming is useless, and the child she and he would have is destined never to be born; the Luo Family hates her to the bone, so she certainly won't be allowed into the Luo Family gate.

Moreover, Luo Jia Ming's future looks short‑lived; she doesn't want to become a widow.

Fang Dequan is now infatuated with her; from the future seen in the dream, he remains enamored of her even in old age.

But she has pretty much figured out men as creatures; Luo Jia Ming used to treat her well too, but later he changed his heart just the same, so she needs to devise a way to bewitch Fang Dequan.

Of course, if there were a better option, using Fang Dequan as a stepping stone would also work.

Pomegranate Flower Town is really too small; although it's a secluded paradise in this era, there's little room for her to choose.

Otherwise, could she find a way to go to Pingjin City? Her savings over the years would be enough to buy a small house in the concession of Pingjin City…

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It's rare to come to Pingjin City; after his father kept him company for a night, he went out to look for old friends.

As it turned out, that earlier appearance of a kind father was all an act; now seeing that he's no good, the Luo Family is destined to die out without heirs, so he no longer cares whether he might become despondent and jump off a building.

An excellent doctor versed in both Chinese and Western medicine repeatedly examined Luo Jia Ming.

Luo Jia Ming turned his face away, wearing an expression of humiliation; a man's most important part lay in the doctor's cold hands, like a rural woman picking pork at a butcher's stall, devoid of any feeling.

"Mr. Luo, you could actually go out for a walk; keeping a good mood helps you recover faster." The bespectacled doctor said, gesturing for Luo Jia Ming to pull up his pants.

A doctor like him, versed in both Chinese and Western medicine and highly skilled, what kind of injury hasn't he seen? He's lost count of how many times he's palpated internal organs, let alone external ones. He cannot understand the patient's embarrassment, only feeling that the patient's constant complaining is hardly conducive to physical recovery, much less mental health.

Luo Jia Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, his testicles still aching—how could he go out? Walk with his legs clamped together?

This isn't much different from actors in a big play; when the time comes, a crowd will watch how a newly castrated eunuch walks.

The doctor comforted him, "Your situation is actually not bad; next door there's a guy who had one testicle removed, whereas you haven't lost any. Medicine advances day by day—maybe someday your nerves will recover…"

The familiar topic roused Luo Jia Ming a bit: "Can the neighbor who lost one testicle still function?"

"Of course, though only one testicle remains, the chance of a woman getting pregnant is lower—not impossible, just harder." The doctor, picturing the patient's mother wailing, couldn't help shaking his head.

It's not that serious, really not; that crying makes one suspect the patient has already breathed his last.

Luo Jia Ming's expression grew darker; a low pregnancy chance—what's that? At least it still works.

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No, Third Daughter is already pregnant; what's in her belly might be a son; he still has a son.

Luo Jia Ming finally remembered this matter; he seemed not to have told his family about San Niang's pregnancy…… but it's fine, her mother will definitely send people to look for He San Niang; as long as they know He San Niang is pregnant, they will surely support her.

Thinking of this, he continued to feel down, lamenting his fate.

This matter has blown up so much that everyone in town knows he's a eunuch, right? Then the child in He San Niang's belly could barely be considered his posthumous child?

No, no, he hasn't died yet, how could it be a posthumous child? But a man without that is actually no different from being dead……

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Three-Colored Cat lay lazily on the roof basking in the sun; in the sunlight, he stretched his waist; lately the food has been good, he has already gotten fatter by more than one round.

Si Ya, who was kicking shuttlecock, occasionally looked up, worried the cat on the roof would fall.

Jiang He's cat reluctantly waved its paw at the little girl; the little girl is also quite pitiful, several older sisters were all called to look at the accounts, no one accompanied her to play.

"Cao Cao!" Si Ya stood there, laughing foolishly, raising the glutinous rice cake in her hand, "Here, eat some cake."

Jiang Cao Cao says, he is a cat that only likes salty food, not a sweet-tooth cat.

Boss, I'll treat you to a mouse!

The black big wild cat carried a fat mouse as an offering, indicating it could get fat; one bite down and it's oozy…

The not-dead fat mouse struggled under the wild cat's paw, being pinned down dead by the cat's claw.

The host cat is too lazy to reiterate that it doesn't eat mice; this cat's memory is especially poor, the only good thing about it is probably its loyalty.

He asked, "Did you give it to your wife and daughter?"

The big wild cat blatantly: they themselves will catch mice.

Jiang He: "……"

He waved his paw, "I don't eat it; you give this mouse to your wife and daughter."

The big wild cat drooped its head, dejected; the boss's favorite fish is too hard to get, the cat can't manage it!

The cat dad hasn't left yet, the grown-a-bit kitten came over, it also carried a small mouse to learn its father's offering.

"Meow?" You ask me to eat dried fish, I'll treat you to a mouse.

Jiang He's cat patted the head of the half-grown kitten: "Thanks, I don't like eating mice! Come, I'll treat you to cat food."

The wild cat's dad drooled, intoxicated by the flavor of the cat food; it's this flavor, more tempting than dried fish, more mouth-watering than mice.

The most popular cat food in the mall is handmade by the newly joined interstellar Meow Star person missioner; it's said to boost cats' IQ.

Whether or not it mentions IQ, the missioner cat doesn't know; after all, its both quotients are already high, but the texture is excellent, crispy chicken flavor!

"Come over, I'll share a few with you." Jiang He's cat really can't stand it; all are father cats, yet they drool over their daughters' rations.

One big and one small cat buried their heads in eating.

When Luo Lao Tai Tai went to Madam Song for help, Madam Song didn't expect that Fang De Li's older brother still had such capability.

As for Fang De Li, Director Song letting her appear at her son's full-month banquet is a rare honor, after all, a concubine has no standing to receive and see off guests.

A Ming nodded, "Mu Dan is also missing; I heard the madam of Joyful Red House is about to cry to death, the money-shaking tree is gone, she originally said she would sue the Luo family."

Madam Huang doesn't understand these things, she just looks at her worriedly.

After they finished eating, Jiang He started herding the cats again: "After eating, go on patrol; if bad people come to Pomegranate Flower Town, tell me."

Luo Lao Tai Tai suddenly realized, "No wonder the day He San Niang disappeared, the police all went to the countryside."

Luo Lao Ye had almost exhausted all the named Chinese and Western doctors in Pingjin City; the more money spent, the worse the outcome, he was almost despairing.

A Ming hurriedly expressed loyalty, "I'm willing to stay in Pingjin City to help."

Compared to the previous world where he was both father and mother, running around the kids, raising a son and raising a crown prince, the crown prince later had a great-grandson and still wanted him to raise him, which frightened him so much that he scrambled his old arms and legs and hurriedly slipped away……

The system silently retrieved the half-used hair-growing ointment from the previous world; it was quite certain the host would eventually need it.

Madam Song now sits steadily on the Fishing Terrace; she doesn't mind her husband wanting to take and favor whomever, but she cannot favor only one, causing imbalance in the inner court.

Luo Jia Ming finally calmed down; he worried that if he and his father were absent, only the elderly mother and frail wife and daughter would remain at home, and enemies would target them.

Director Song is just over thirty this year; his beloved concubine Fang De Li is just eighteen.

Luo Jia Ming glared hatefully at his father, speaking righteously: "If I don't say it, you already treat me like this; if I did say it, you would surely have given up on me long ago."

The child in He San Niang's belly is his only hope in this life; he quarreled with his father, blaming his father for only valuing the Luo family's lineage and wanting to abandon him, because he still had leverage, and also to force his father to guarantee that even if he were useless, he would still be the most important to the Luo family.

When the news of He San Niang's disappearance reached their ears, Luo Jia Ming immediately stopped causing a fuss.

Luo Lao Ye looked at him, "You didn't say you were going to the capital to find an imperial physician?"

Luo Lao Tai Tai instantly felt stifled, picked up her teacup and took a sip of plum tea.

"There aren't that many coincidences in this world; you order people to be careful, I suspect it's the Luo family's enemies meddling." Luo Lao Tai Tai, who also experienced storms in her youth, sifted through the details, thinking about what was off: "It seems the police can't be trusted; the Luo family's enemies might have bribed police officers; you investigate again, see who has been close to Mu Dan or He San Niang."

Although Luo Lao Tai Tai is stingy and harsh toward her granddaughter, she still has presence outside.

A Ming felt he was truly miserable; his wound not healed yet he had to run around looking for people, not to mention daily wandering wore his legs out; before his wound healed, Luo Lao Tai Tai drove him to Pingjin City to deliver news.

Lately there have been too many things; the old lady has suffered too many blows; her appetite has also become extremely poor, she hasn't eaten well for several days.

When he arrived at the inn, the waiter still had a bashful face saying to him: "Big sister, although your cross-dressing looks the part, this blood is a flaw…… cough, this, it's best not to ride a horse when a woman has her period……" A Ming felt both ashamed and angry, wanting to jump into the river.

Fang De Quan made his fortune by selling his sister; how could he not have thought of grabbing his braid? But this pimple-faced guy is sly, and besides, his mistakes are all minor trifles, Director Song doesn't take them seriously.

Luo Lao Ye's face showed difficulty; Pingjin City also has retired imperial physicians from the previous dynasty's palace, all saying even if Hua Tuo were alive, there'd be nothing they could do.

The Three-Colored Cat lay down again to bask in the sun; being a cat is still comfortable, having a bunch of lackeys to boss around makes it even more comfortable.

He rubbed his buttocks without changing expression; in the short term, he can't ride a horse anymore, nor can he take a carriage; the doctor said his buttocks resembled a ripe peach, a light touch and what comes out is not peach juice but fresh blood.

That child is his foundation; a man without descendants, when he dies no one will smash a basin for him; in the future he can only be a lonely wandering ghost with no one to worship him.

She has recently felt nauseous and uncomfortable; likely she's too tired, plus the hot weather, feeling chest tightness and wanting to vomit.

The steward said: "Madam, it's said that on the day He San Niang disappeared, the police went to the countryside to investigate a murder case; personnel were scarce, they couldn't in time block the road leading out of town."

How could there be such a coincidence? Both women disappeared.

Luo Lao Tai Tai thought even more; she suspected He San Niang had actually been controlled by someone, the goal being her unborn child; the enemies wanted to control the Luo family's heir to deal with the Luo family.

The Luo Family being cut off from descendants is the best revenge.

"We can't go back yet." Luo Lao Ye, an old schemer, said, "Father has a few good friends in Peace Brocade City, living incognito in the city; maybe He San Niang was taken there, and Father had people help look for her."

Huang Ma brought Luo Lao Tai Tai a bowl of plain congee and small dishes, attending to her meal.

Luo Jia Ming couldn't even bother with his gloom; having an enemy lurking in the shadows targeting the Luo Family is too dangerous. Without the Luo Family, his troublemaking would be meaningless, and without wealth to rely on, no one would recognize who he is.

Si Ya stopped causing trouble this time, she held the Three-Colored Cat in her arms and rubbed it hard, rubbing it into a cat pancake.

Later, upon learning that Luo Jia Ming had been cut off from descendants, they changed their story, saying Mu Dan had fled, and the Joyful Red House was also a victim; if compensation were demanded, they should seek Mu Dan herself, for the Joyful Red House is innocent.

Mu Dan and He San Niang are merely two weak women, yet not even one of them can be found? The Luo Family in Pomegranate Flower Town may not claim to command wind and rain, but their ability is top-notch; even the officials have to give them face.

Unlike the second young master who rode comfortably in a carriage padded with several quilts, he came on horseback; before even reaching Peace Brocade City, the wound on his buttocks split open, leaving him sitting in a pool of blood.

A Ming said: "We've searched every corner of Pomegranate Flower Town; Luo Lao Tai Tai said it's possible that an enemy of the Luo Family's business took He San Niang away, intending to use her unborn child to set a trap for the Luo Family..."

How can the son's temperament be so perverse? If there were any way, he would gladly trade his life for his son to be unharmed.

Luo Lao Ye felt relieved; his son still understood the bigger picture. As for the earlier commotion, what man wouldn't make a fuss upon realizing he's no longer a man?

Luo Jia Ming wept tears and snot, "Father, let's go to the capital; the capital has the most imperial physicians, they must have a solution."

The system looked on, unwilling to speak.

He was furious; this son truly is a good-for-nothing, for such an important matter, he never even mentioned it.

Besides Mu Dan's whereabouts, the police keep saying they can't find anyone; it's a case of the guard stealing from himself, so of course they can't find anyone." Luo Lao Tai Tai stood up, speaking gloomily, "I remember the chief's beloved concubine just gave birth to a qilin child; we must drink to this full-month celebration."

"It's my fault for being overconfident with the old master; I didn't notice the changes in Pomegranate Flower Town." Luo Lao Tai Tai mused, "Once the old master returns, I'll have him visit the police chief; Jia Ming has close ties with the chief, and he's received many benefits from the Luo Family, so I thought the chief was on the Luo Family's side..."

People in this country aren't used to wearing their love on their sleeves; parental love is even more restrained and subtle. Luo Lao Ye's mouth twitched, and all he could do was let out a long sigh, suddenly feeling as if he'd aged several years.

"Can't find them? Why can't we find them?" Luo Lao Tai Tai furrowed her brows, finally realizing something was off.

Luo Lao Tai Tai gave Fang De Li a cold glance; what a fool, a concubine daring to act as the main wife. As long as Chief Song dotes on her, it's fine, but once he cools off, Fang De Li will surely come to grief in the inner court.

"Wasn't there a merchant caravan that went out that day? Have you checked?"

The Luo father and son also followed the conspiracy theory, exchanging a glance and asking, "Can't Mu Dan be found either?"

The plum tea chilled in the well is sweet and sour, appetizing; she can drink a whole large pot in a day.

Seeing this, Luo Jia Ming instantly flew into a rage: "As expected, He San Niang is pregnant, so you think I'm not important at all, right? Anyway, the Luo Family's incense continues; whether I live or die makes no difference..."

What a trivial matter, what a farce of a woman dressing as a man! Is there any woman as burly as him?

Jiang He the cat couldn't help but sigh, leaping from the roof into Si Ya's arms.

The steward nodded, "We suspect Mu Dan's disappearance is related to him; the second master had kept Mu Dan for five years, and supposedly it only made outside men more infatuated with her, and Fang De Quan is the most obsessive among them."

Luo Lao Ye felt nothing but heartache.

Luo Lao Tai Tai asked, "Any news from the police station?"

This man, who considered himself suave and broke the hearts of lovely wives and widows, finally couldn't accept this outcome; he'd rather have his hands and feet cut off than have that place be useless.

Father, let's return to Pomegranate Flower Town.

Huang Ma, I feel something's off; this must be someone's scheming." The cool plum tea calmed Luo Lao Tai Tai's restless heart, "He San Niang and Mu Dan are both weak women; they couldn't possibly have the ability to flee far and wide on their own—surely someone helped them..."

However, she had to think long-term; she had a son, and Fang De Li also had a son. The Song family's resources are limited, and given how favored Fang De Li is, if Old Master Song wanted to give more resources to Fang De Li's son...

Fang De Quan?

We've checked; the police passed word that they haven't seen a woman resembling He San Niang.

She worriedly said, "Old servant, I'm now worried about He San Niang; she's pregnant, and once the second master's matter gets out, everyone will know that grasping He San Niang means grasping the Luo Family's weakness."

Harboring a criminal, and even offending the richest man of Pomegranate Flower Town, the Luo Family...

She readily agreed, "No problem, I'll have people find the evidence of his private stash of Mu Dan."

Whether for the Luo Family or for herself, dealing with Fang De Quan has its advantages.

After continuous searching and investigation, Luo Lao Tai Tai's side finally received news.

The past is too painful to look back on; only now is this truly called life.

When she personally went to the chief's house to offer congratulations, many people came over to greet her.

Looking for them isn't something to do now." Luo Jia Ming clenched his fists secretly; he even suspected that He San Niang or Mu Dan had been bribed by the enemy, aiming to ruin him.

Luo Lao Ye was both shocked and angry: "He San Niang is pregnant? Are you sure it's your child? Why didn't you say so earlier?"

The chief's background is formidable; unless absolutely necessary, they don't want to offend him.

The one who came to deliver the news was A Ming; he quietly rubbed his sore buttocks, tears and snot streaming as he told Luo Lao Ye and his son about He San Niang's disappearance.

Just out of postpartum, she held her son, her smile radiant, outshining all the women in Chief Song's household; young, beautiful, and with a son by her side, it's no wonder she's been exclusively favored for two consecutive years.

The system really wanted to say, "Host, isn't this world still not revolving around children? Oh my goodness, cat hair is flying everywhere; if you keep doting on the child like this, you'll eventually go bald."

She planned to start from Madam Song.

The one who had never left the ward jumped out of bed, panicking, and asked, "He San Niang is missing?"

The Three-Colored Cat and Si Ya here enjoy peaceful times, while the main residence is anything but calm.

It goes without saying that Chief Song's legitimate wife, Madam Song, can't wait to pull her down.

As long as she finds Mu Dan, Fang De Quan will lose power, and without Fang De Quan's strategizing, Fang De Li can be toppled at any moment. Then, a motherless concubine's son in the rear courtyard won't be anything she can't shape as she pleases, right?

Over there, Si Ya kept patting Chun Hua's hand, incessantly nagging her: "Find the older sister, I want little fish bits, feed the grass."

After Luo Lao Tai Tai left, Madam Song grew happier and happier, unable to contain her joy.

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