Zhang Zian understood Cai Meiwen's feelings and sympathized with her experience, but he didn't agree with her approach. He couldn't let her lead Little Celery in the wrong way.
Although Little Celery was her daughter, it didn't mean that she had absolute control over her daughter. This was also the concept of many parents. They treated their children as their personal belongings and didn't allow others to interfere.
Having said that, a fight had to be fought with methods and strategies. One couldn't be reckless.
Cai Meiwen was essentially a good mother. It was just that she had made mistakes in her education methods, and she herself was trapped in them. She couldn't look at her own past detachment.
In terms of probability, her approach was wrong, but it didn't necessarily mean that she wouldn't get a good result. As long as she arranged things properly around Little Celery, maybe Little Celery would really be able to avoid the shadow of death and grow into a healthy adult as she wished.
However, just like Typhoon No.7, which had clearly turned to Japan but suddenly turned back, there were unpredictable winds and clouds in the sky, and life was unpredictable. No one could be sure what would happen in the future.
No one wanted sad accidents to happen, but it was stupid to bet on the probability. It was better to prepare for a rainy day and tell children that life was full of accidents. Even if something bad happened, they had to face it bravely.
Zhang Zian wasn't cursing Cai Meiwen. He didn't have any grudges against her, so why would he? But he knew that she was working hard and taking care of her child. Nowadays, the average age of young people getting cancer was decreasing year by year. There were also many cases of sudden death due to overwork. If she had an accident one day, Little Celery, who wasn't mentally prepared, would suffer a huge blow.
Fortunately, the typhoon and flood trapped Cai Meiwen here. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, she would have immediately left with Little Celery without looking back. She wouldn't have told her childhood experiences, she wouldn't have come back, and she wouldn't have let Little Celery step into the shop again. No one had the right to stop her. Any obstruction was a violation of the law.
Therefore, he had time to slowly think of countermeasures.
It wasn't that children hadn't encountered death before. Death was everywhere in life, from ants and caterpillars to frogs and birds. Any child had seen the death of animals. However, the death of ordinary animals couldn't affect children's hearts. Only the death of pets and relatives could.
Little Celery was confused by her mother's words. She had a good relationship with her grandparents, but because they didn't live in the same city, she could only contact them through video calls.
During the holidays, her classmates and friends often went back to their hometown, but her mother never took her back. She didn't understand why. Every month or two, her grandparents would bring bags of local products to Binhai City to visit Little Celery. They would stay for about a week before taking the train back.
Her grandparents were very kind and liked Little Celery very much. They always said that Little Celery was like seeing their mother when she was when she was a child, but she was much cuter. Every time they came to Binhai City, they would take Little Celery shopping and buy her a lot of snacks, toys, and clothes. When they returned home, her mother always frowned and said that they were spending too much and spoiling Little Celery too much.
The only shortcoming of her grandparents was that they were a bit old-fashioned, especially her grandpa, who didn't even know how to use WeChat. He was even worse than Little Celery. But many old people were like this, so it wasn't a big problem.
At first, Little Celery thought that her mother didn't have a good relationship with her grandparents, but it didn't seem to be the case. Every time her grandparents came, her mother was very happy and treated them very warmly. Before they left, she would buy them things and secretly give them money. The only time they mentioned to her was when they would find another man, and her mother would get angry and ask them when they would leave.
So it wasn't that her mother hated her grandparents, but … she simply didn't want to go back to her hometown, right?
Little Celery actually wanted to go back to her hometown to see the city where her mother was born and grew up. She wanted to see the neighborhood where her mother used to play when she was a child, the school she used to go to, the house she used to live in, the bed she used to sleep on, the toys she used to play with … She also wanted to sleep on that bed.
But her mother didn't want to go back, and Little Celery couldn't do anything about it.
For the first time, she heard that her mother raised a puppy when she was a child. Her mother had never mentioned it before.
Unfortunately, the puppy died. Little Celery didn't understand the whole process. It seemed that there was a bad person who always made her mother worried, and that the puppy might also have been killed by a bad person.
Dead …
Little Celery turned her head and looked at the cashier. The stray cat that had just died was still lying on the table, as if it was asleep.
That puppy, did it also die like this?
She looked down at the lop-eared rabbit at her feet and didn't dare to move. She also looked at the hamster in the display cabinet. Would they also die like this?
She couldn't imagine what the hamster and the lop-eared rabbit looked like when they died, but as long as she thought that they would never be able to jump, never be able to breathe, and never be able to happily eat nuts and vegetables, she was so sad that she wanted to cry.
Cai Meiwen had just told a lot of the past, and her mouth was dry. But the staff didn't seem to want to give her any more water, and she was too embarrassed to ask for it.
Her mood was very complicated, and she regretted her abruptness. In a moment of desperation, she had dug up the past that had been buried in her heart for many years and told a stranger.
Since high school, except for her ex-husband, she hadn't told anyone about her past, including her college classmates and current colleagues. She felt that Zhang Zian and the staff were secretly laughing at her. They thought that she was too paranoid. She was so scared because of the murder of a girl her age in the neighborhood next door, and she even blamed the death of Mixed Fur on the murderer.
But on the other hand, after telling the past, she felt a lot more relaxed. What surprised her even more was that Mixed Fur's appearance and cries were still clearly imprinted in her mind, as if she had just said goodbye to it yesterday.
Once again, she clearly felt how important Mixed Fur was to her.
She looked at the shutter door from time to time. She couldn't wait for the typhoon to pass so that she could leave with Little Celery.
The staff had mixed feelings in their hearts. They didn't know how they should treat Cai Meiwen. They sympathized with her, but was it right to refuse Little Celery's pet just because she had experienced something unbearable?
At this time, Zhang Zian said, "Little Celery, since we have nothing to do, let me tell you a story."
He looked around at the staff and elfins. "Everyone can listen to it. Maybe after this story is told, the typhoon will pass."
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