"Mother!!"
A woman dressed in silk and satin came over in distress and picked up her child.
Little Girl hurried away, running into a deserted corner.
With a swish, she turned into a little cat.
"Mother! Someone bullied me."
"What happened? Where are you hurt? Are you bleeding?"
The boy would not say what had happened and simply kept crying.
Seeing her son like this, the woman was beside herself with distress.
She immediately turned and shouted at the middle-aged man who exuded official authority, "Your son has been bullied, and you won't do anything about it!"
The middle-aged man said rather helplessly, "It's a children's quarrel. Why interfere?"
The woman glared, her brows drawn together, clearly unwilling to let the matter go so easily.
She shouted, "Who bullied my son!!"
No one answered. Everyone looked at her in confusion.
They seemed to have no idea at all what had happened.
"What? You had the guts to do it, but not to admit it!"
Kitten lay meekly on Old Ox, curled into a ball.
She looked asleep, but her big eyes were actually darting about.
Her ears stood up as she listened to what was happening outside.
She looked every bit a thief with a guilty conscience.
"Son, who bullied you!"
"It... it... it was a little girl..."
A little girl?
The woman's gaze swept over everyone, searching for a suspect who matched the description.
Kitten's tail rose too. Had she not transformed into a cat,
someone would surely have noticed her guilty look.
By then, Li Ping'an and Old Ox had also been awakened by the commotion and opened their eyes.
They saw the woman carrying on with an overbearing air. No one spoke to her, so she kept chattering away by herself.
"Son, tell Mother who bullied you.