Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

Chapter 506: The Close Friendship Between Grandparents and Grandchildren

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Dafei carefully supported his grandmother and walked slowly to the moonlit courtyard.

"Grandma, wait a minute, Ah Fei, let me get you a cushion first..."

The stone bench in the courtyard glowed with a faint cold light under the moonlight. Dafei was afraid that his grandmother would catch a cold, so he considerately brought a soft cushion from the house, gently spread it on the stone bench, and then helped his grandmother sit down slowly.

"Haha, you're back. Grandma finally feels relieved."

After grandma sat down, she raised her head. Although her cloudy eyes could not see the moonlight, she could still feel the soft moonlight shining on her body. She couldn't help but take a deep breath, as if she wanted to absorb this peaceful and beautiful atmosphere into her heart.

"But..."

After a while, grandma slowly spoke, her voice showing the traces of time, yet full of tenderness and concern:

"Da Fei, tell grandma, have you been feeling miserable along the way?"

"Hmm~"

Dafei moved closer to his grandmother, making himself closer to her so that she could hear him more clearly.

He gently held his grandmother's hand. His grandmother's hands were covered with calluses and wrinkles, rough but warm, which made Dafei feel warm in his heart.

He looked at his grandmother's kind face and said seriously:

"Grandma, it's not hard. I have friends accompanying me along the way, and we all take care of each other. Moreover, I can protect others and do something meaningful. I feel very proud."

"Hmm~"

Grandma nodded slightly, a pleased smile on her face. In the moonlight, every wrinkle in her smile seemed to express her pride in Dafei:

"Good, good! My grandson has made it big. Back then, you were just a little kid following your grandma around, crying and begging for candy. Now you've grown up and are able to stand on your own two feet, venturing out into the world and protecting the cats around you."

"Ha ha……"

As Dafei listened to his grandmother's words, his childhood memories came to mind and he couldn't help laughing:

"Grandma, do you remember? One time I secretly ran to the river to play in the water, and you found me when I came back. You took a broom and pretended to hit me, but in the end you hugged me in your arms out of love."

Grandma also laughed, and her laughter was full of nostalgia for the past:

"Of course I don't remember, you naughty boy, you scared grandma back then. I was afraid something might happen to you."

"Remember? You used to..."

The two cats chatted with each other, talking about everything from Dafei's childhood fun to his current adventures.

Grandma sometimes laughed heartily and sometimes sighed softly, while Dafei vividly recounted the various wonderful stories and thrilling moments he encountered during the journey.

"Hmm~ the tea is good..."

Mo Zi was inside the house, sitting quietly by the window. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, the fragrance of tea spreading between his lips and teeth.

"I'm a little envious~"

She inadvertently saw through the window the grandparents and grandchildren chatting happily in the courtyard, and a trace of barely perceptible envy flashed in her eyes, which was a yearning for this ordinary yet warm family affection.

"Maybe after it's over, I can relax like this..."

Soon, she regained her composure, put down her teacup, and listened quietly to the conversation coming from outside the window. Occasionally, her thoughts would be carried away by Dafei's narration, and she would be immersed in the warm atmosphere full of fireworks.

"rustle……"

A breeze blew by, and the osmanthus trees in the courtyard rustled, emitting a sweet fragrance.

"Hiss~ What a familiar smell."

Dafei took a deep breath of the familiar sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, and his thoughts drifted back to his distant childhood.

At that time, whenever the osmanthus flowers were in full bloom, he would always play under the tree with his friends. When he was tired of playing and ran home, he would always be greeted by his mother's gentle smile and fragrant osmanthus cakes on the table.

Now, the same sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance remains, but my mother’s presence is no longer there.

Da Fei looked at the osmanthus tree, his eyes slightly red, and he couldn't help but speak:

"Grandma, do you know my mother?"

"!"

When grandma heard this question, her smile froze instantly. She was stunned for a moment, and the palm-leaf fan she was gently waving in her hand stopped in mid-air. Then she slowly turned her head away.

"grandmother?"

Seeing that grandma didn't answer, Dafei called her again softly.

Grandma was silent for a moment, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"I don't know, your grandma..."

When the words came to her lips, grandma seemed to have made a great decision and said with gritted teeth,

"Your mother abandoned us a long time ago, so isn't it just the two of us, grandparents and grandchildren?"

Grandma tried to sound relaxed, but her slightly trembling hands betrayed her inner unrest.

"Um?"

Mo Zi, who was originally drinking tea quietly in the house, had been paying attention to the movements of the grandfather and grandson in the courtyard.

"This reaction?"

She keenly noticed her grandmother's reaction. Mo Zi frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt arose in her heart. She always felt that there seemed to be another hidden story behind this matter.

Grandma came back to her senses, her voice trembling slightly as she asked:

"A Fei, why are you asking about your mother all of a sudden?"

Da Fei looked at the shadows of the grandfather and grandson stretched by the moonlight, was silent for a while, and then slowly said:

"Grandma, along the way, I saw many of my companions worried about their families. Wu Song always appeared cool, but when he talked about his master, his eyes were filled with respect and longing. Even Bai Tang, that heartless fellow, kept nagging about the mother-in-law who took him in. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of person my mother was, and why did she leave us?"

"Hey……"

Grandma sighed deeply, reached out and groped, and gently held Dafei's hand:

"My child, I didn't mean to hide this from you all these years. It's just that those memories... are too painful. Everything has changed a lot in the past 10 years, but some wounds just won't heal."

Grandma's eyes were slightly moist, and her thoughts drifted back to ten years ago.

"Ten years ago, your mother was a gentle and kind Peking Opera cat. Together with your father, she protected our home."

"Those days, though ordinary, were filled with happiness. When you were little, she would always hold you in her arms and hum soft tunes to lull you to sleep, and the house would be filled with laughter and joy."

When she said this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her grandmother's mouth, but soon, that smile was replaced by pain and sadness.

"Later, Chaos ravaged without warning, completely shattering our peaceful life. Your father died in a brutal battle protecting everyone. Your mother was heartbroken, but even more terrifying was that Chaos's erosion gradually caused her to lose her sanity."

"She fought desperately, but was still no match for the power of Chaos. Ultimately, she was lost in the darkness of Chaos, never to return. From then on, you and I were the only ones left at home, relying on each other for survival."

Grandma's voice was choked with sobs. Dafei's eyes turned red and he held his grandmother's hand tightly.

Inside the house, Mo Ziping held his breath and listened carefully to these words.

"Every family has its own problems..."

She felt mixed emotions. On the one hand, she felt sad for Dafei's life experience, and on the other hand, her own similar experiences were also brought back to her mind.

She gently put down the teacup, walked to the window, and looked at the grandparents and grandchildren snuggling in the courtyard. The moonlight shone on her face, reflecting a hint of loneliness.