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Chapter 80: Rescued Three Kittens!

The girls were all somewhat shocked.

I don't understand how Chen Mo knew his kitten was injured just by listening to its meows.

Coco opened her mouth as if to ask something, but Chen Mo had already turned around to face the cat.

He lowered his head slightly, his lips moved, and he let out a few meows from his throat.

"Gurgle—meow—meow!" The cat's ears suddenly stood up, and its amber eyes widened.

Its tail, which had been standing straight up, began to wag gently. It opened its mouth, barked once more, then turned and ran toward the side gate of the residential area.

After running a couple of steps, he looked back to make sure Chen Mo was keeping up.

Chen Mo strode after him.

The girls stood there, completely stunned.

Coco was the first to come to her senses, and her voice changed.

"Brother Mo—were you just meowing like a cat?"

The little deer swallowed hard, its voice filled with disbelief.

"He wasn't meowing like a cat—he was talking to a cat."

The other girls exchanged glances, all of them showing shock.

They realized that calling Mo Ge omnipotent was an understatement; he was practically omnipotent!

The cat ran a dozen steps, then stopped and looked back.

Chen Mo had already walked quite a distance, his pace quick.

The girls dared not delay any longer and quickly followed.

The orange mother cat ran very fast, her four legs making a soft rustling sound on the concrete floor, her tail held straight up like a small flag.

Chen Mo followed behind it, crossed the main road of the community, went out through the side gate, and turned into a narrow alley.

The alley is lined with old walls, with moss growing at the base and withered vines climbing on the top.

The mother cat stopped in front of a bridge.

It was an old-fashioned cement bridge spanning a drainage ditch three or four meters wide.

The water flow in the ditch under the bridge was much stronger than usual, the turbid yellow water churning and carrying branches and garbage from above.

It swam down, making a dull roar.

At this point, the water level had risen by nearly half a meter, and the water surface was less than a foot from the top of the bridge arch.

The mother cat stood at the bridgehead, pacing anxiously back and forth, her tail swishing rapidly, and emitting a series of sharp cries.

Chen Mo walked quickly to the bridge, bent down, and looked into the archway.

The archway wasn't deep, but it was very dark.

In the innermost corner, there is a raised cement platform, about a hand's width above the water.

Three kittens were curled up on the platform, huddled together, their bodies trembling.

The water level was still rising slowly, and every few minutes the water surface was an inch closer to the platform.

Chen Mo lay on the muddy ground beside the bridge and stretched his arm into the archway.

The mother cat crouched at the bridgehead, her amber eyes fixed on him, her tail motionless, her body taut like a fully drawn bow.

The girls who had followed stood at the bridgehead, not daring to breathe.

Soon, Chen Mo's finger reached the nearest kitten.

The first kitten was successfully placed on the grass at the head of the bridge.

The mother cat immediately rushed over, lowered her head, and frantically licked the kitten's body with her tongue, from head to tail, over and over again.

Chen Mo didn't stop, and put his arm into the bridge hole again.

The second one, the third one, they took them out one by one.

By the time he brought out the last kitten, the rising waves had already washed over the edge of the concrete platform.

Three kittens lay side by side on the grass at the bridgehead, wet and huddled together, making faint meows.

The mother cat crouched beside them, licking them from head to toe again and again with her tongue, her tongue scraping across their wet fur, making a soft rustling sound.

Chen Mo stood up from the bridge, looked down at the litter of kittens, and let out a long breath.

This is the crisis the mother cat faced.

Luckily, it found itself, otherwise these three kittens would have been in danger.

The girls gathered around, squatted down by the grass, and stared intently at the three kittens.

The little deer's eyes reddened, and her voice was soft, with a slight nasal tone.

"They're so small—they're so small."

Coco reached out to touch them, but then pulled back, afraid of scaring them. Her voice was as soft as cotton candy.

"Brother Mo, will they survive?"

Xiao Rou squatted on the grass, looking at the few kittens that were still trembling. She pursed her lips, looked up at Chen Mo, and there was a look of expectation in her round eyes.

"Brother Mo, should we adopt this litter of kittens?"

Chen Mo looked down at the three kittens, then at the mother cat squatting beside them, and smiled.

"keep."

The little deer was the first to jump up, its voice clear and crisp.

"Great! I've wanted a cat for ages!"

Coco squatted on the ground, her smile curving into crescent moons.

"Brother Mo, you're so kind! Should we buy them cat food, cat litter, cat beds, and stuff like that?"

Xiao Rou reached out her hand, and this time she didn't pull it back. She gently touched the tip of the nearest kitten's ear with her index finger.

The kitten's ears twitched, the corners of her mouth turned up, and her voice was soft.

"We also need to name it."

The little deer crouched down, tilting its head to look at the kittens. "Three little orange kittens. What's their mother's name?"

Coco thought for a moment, then her round eyes lit up.

"Shall we call it Orange?"

Xiao Rou shook her head, her long, pinkish-purple hair swaying over her shoulders.

"Too ordinary."

The fawn tilted its head and rolled its eyes around.

"That's called—kumquat? It's sweet and shiny, and it's orange."

Xiao Rou thought for a moment and nodded.

"The kumquats are nice."

Coco nodded in agreement, "Then let's call it Kumquat."

The little deer tilted its head and looked at the three little orange cats huddled together.

"The three little orange kittens haven't been named yet."

She stretched out her fingers and tapped the heads of the three kittens one by one. "How about we call them Boss, Second Boss, and Third Boss?"

Coco squatted down and shook her head. "We can't call you that, we need to give you a nicer name."

Xiao Rou thought for a moment, her voice soft.

"The eldest is the strongest, and he was the first one rescued by Brother Mo, so how about we call him Big Strong?"

The little deer rolled her eyes and said speechlessly, "A kitten named Dazhuang? Are you serious?"

Coco covered her mouth and chuckled, then reached out and gently stroked the second child's head. The second child rubbed against her fingertips, making a soft purring sound.

"The second one is the most clingy, let's call it Xiao Nuo, like the 'nuo' in glutinous rice."

Xiao Rou nodded, her gaze falling on the third one. The third one was the smallest, curled up at the very back, its ears drooping, looking incredibly cute.

"Let's call the third one Tuanzi, because he's round, like a little Tuanzi."

The little deer clapped its hands, and its eyes lit up.

"Dazhuang won't do. That boss is called Juzuo! Ju means orange and Zuo means seat. It sounds really powerful."

Coco tilted her head and thought for a moment, her round eyes curving into crescents.

"Orange Seat is fine. The second one will be called Little Glutinous Rice, and the third one will be called Tuanzi. That's it."

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