Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

Sect Master Hall

Molan was leaning on the seat to rest, when she suddenly opened her eyes and looked forward.

"Finally home."

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"Master, I have brought the young master here."

Rong Mama bowed and said

"Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Rong, it's okay now, you can go down first."

"Okay, I'll take my leave."

Rong Mama slowly stepped aside and stood there with her hands crossed.

"My child, you are finally back. You are very different now!"

Molan smiled with satisfaction as she saw how much progress Moyun had made.

"Yes, mother. I have been through a lot in the past few months. My life experience is too satisfying. I am almost having indigestion."

Mo Yun said embarrassedly

Molan walked down with an expressionless face and came to his side

"Yun'er, you've worked hard.

Molan hugged Mo Yun in her arms after she finished speaking.

Mo Yun didn't say anything, but enjoyed this deep maternal love.

After all, he only had one girlfriend in his previous life, and the care of his family is very important to him.

after a little while

Molan wiped her tears without leaving any trace, and took out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears on Mo Yun's face.

"Alright, alright, a real man shouldn't cry easily. You're not setting a good example for your sister!"

Molan became the leader after she finished speaking.

"Yes, mother, I understand."

Mo Yun wiped away the tears that no longer existed, adjusted her mood, and slowly returned to her indifferent look.

"Yun'er, tell me what you've been through in the past few months. Let me see if anything big has happened in Catland now."

Seeing that Mo Yun had adjusted her mood, Mo Lan said

I took a deep breath and straightened my clothes, my eyes gleaming with excitement and awe. Mother sat at the head of the table, clad in the elegant robes of a clan leader, appearing both majestic and gentle. Her face was as calm as water, her gaze deep, as if she could see through everything. Seeing that everything was clear, she gently raised her hand, motioning for me to continue.

I took a deep breath and began my report. My voice trembled slightly at first, but it quickly gave way to a surge of enthusiasm. I vividly recounted everything I had seen and heard, from my battles with thieves to my rescue of vulnerable people from danger; from the rare treasures I stumbled upon to the true meaning of martial arts I grasped. My eyes sparkled, and every word was saturated with emotion, as if I wanted to fully unfold the adventures of those months before my mother.

My mother listened quietly, her expression unwavering and composed. Her eyes were sometimes gentle, as if she were admiring a beautiful painting; sometimes solemn, as if she were pondering some profound question. She didn't interrupt me, only occasionally nodding in approval or encouragement. Her trust and tolerance gave me greater confidence to continue my story.

As my words faded, the hall returned to silence. I paused, my mind still swirling with unfinished thoughts. My mother spoke slowly, her voice gentle yet powerful: "I have witnessed your growth. These experiences will undoubtedly make you more determined on your future path. But remember, a truly strong person must not only be able to defeat external enemies, but also be able to understand people's hearts and plan for the future."

I was shocked by her words, my gaze growing more resolute. I realized that my mother's words weren't just affirmation, but also expectations and guidance for my future. Mo Yun began to think about the future of the sect: how to gain a foothold in the complex and ever-changing world of Cat Earth, how to cultivate more disciples, and how to make our sect even more prosperous.

Yet, deep within my mother's heart, she harbored even more profound concerns. She not only focused on my personal growth but also on the future and development of the sect. She knew that in this complex and ever-changing world of Cat Land, only by continuously strengthening our own strength could we protect the sect from external invasion. Therefore, while listening to my story, she was also quietly planning the sect's future. She pondered how to cultivate more outstanding disciples, how to enhance the sect's overall strength, and how to remain invincible in the upcoming challenges.

At this moment, Mo Yun seemed to see himself fighting side by side with his mother, writing a new chapter for the sect together. I know the road ahead is still long, but as long as I have my mother by my side, I have nothing to fear.

I slowly stopped, my heart filled with longing and determination for the future. Molan looked at me tenderly and whispered, "My child, thank you for your hard work. I'm deeply moved by what you've said. I've witnessed your growth and dedication, and I remember them all. You are not only my pride, but also the future of the sect. Let's walk the road ahead together, facing the storms together and meeting every challenge." Her eyes were filled with love and trust, and I felt an unprecedented strength and warmth.

"After listening to you for so long, my child, I also know what major changes have taken place in the current Cat Land. From now on, I will also play a good game of chess."

After listening to what Mo Yun said, Mo Lan said calmly

"Mother, that's all I have to say. Is there anything else you would like to know?"

Mo Yun wanted to add something to Mo Lan

"No need, I already know the current situation. You've been working too hard, just go and take a rest."

When Molan heard what Moyun said, she waved her hand and refused.

"Yun'er, let's have lunch together as a family. We haven't eaten together in a long time. Remember to call Ah Zi and don't let her play too much."

Molan suddenly thought of something and said

"Yes, mother. Then the child will take his leave."

Mo Yun walked out directly after she finished speaking.

Molan looked at Mo Yun's figure and thought thoughtfully

"Mao Tu is becoming more and more restless..."

"Mom, since I'm back, let me cook this time so you can see my new cooking skills."

Mo Yun's happy voice called back from outside the door

"Oh, this child..."

Molan's frown relaxed.

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noon

Entering the familiar courtyard, Mo Yun softly called out to his father and mother, suggesting that he personally cook a hearty lunch for the family. They smiled with delight and readily agreed. His father put aside his duties, and his mother temporarily resigned from the sect's management. The family's hearts were tightly connected by this unexpected reunion.

In the kitchen, I donned my long-missed chef's outfit, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement. I knew my cooking skills had always been a laughing stock, especially with Ah Zi, who always teased me about my "dark cuisine." But this time, I was determined to change all that, to showcase my growth and hard work with a table full of delicious dishes.

I carefully selected sweet and sour ingredients based on Ah Zi's preferences, from sweet and sour spare ribs to pineapple pork belly to her favorite, sweet and sour fish. Each dish was a treasure trove of my heart and anticipation. In the kitchen, a symphony of pots and pans filled the air as I expertly chopped, stir-fried, and seasoned the vegetables, striving for perfection in every step.

As time went by, the table was filled with delicious dishes. The sweet and sour spare ribs were enticing, with a perfect balance of sweet and sour. The pineapple fritters were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a perfect balance of sweet and sour. The sweet and sour fish was my specialty, with its succulent fish, rich broth, and sweet and sour flavors dancing on the tongue, leaving a lasting impression.

When the last dish arrived, Mo Zi arrived home. She was immediately captivated by the delicious food, but then a hint of hesitation appeared. I smiled at her and encouraged her to try it. My sister, half-believing, picked up a piece of sweet and sour fish, took a bite, and then her eyes lit up as she exclaimed in delight, "Wow, brother, did you really make this? It's delicious!"

Hearing my sister's praise, I felt an indescribable joy. Our family gathered around the dining table, eating and chatting, sharing our experiences and observations. My father recounted the latest developments in the sect, while my mother expressed concern for our growth and changes. Ah Zi excitedly recounted her own anecdotes, often making the whole family burst into laughter.

At this moment, I deeply felt the warmth and happiness of home. No matter where we are or how many storms we have experienced, family will always be our most solid support. The love and support among family members are the driving force for us to keep moving forward. This meal is not just a simple lunch, but also an exchange and collision of emotions among our family. It makes us cherish the time we spend together more and strengthens our determination to face the future together.

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(P.S. I don't know what Ah Zi likes to eat, so I can only follow my taste. Some of this may be nonsense, but I still want to emphasize it. A person who has no ties in his previous life comes here and has parents who care about him and a sister who loves him. Shouldn't I cherish this relationship even more? (???) Elegant)