Domineering Moral Animal Husbandry: Where Can Sanhua’S Lovely Wife Escape? Chapter 1
byChapter 1 Recognizing Kin
Sanhua hesitantly walked into this magnificent cat villa.
Inside a white fountain pool, goldfish swam leisurely. Their colorful scales were fragmented by the ripples, refracting a crystalline halo in the sunlight along with the splashing water.
In the garden filled with catnip stood many cat trees made of high-grade sisal. Brilliant tail feathers hung from the branches, all of them haute couture pieces from this season’s Bird Tribe Fashion Week.
The main door opened, and Sanhua cautiously lifted a paw, leaving a plum-blossom-shaped print on the mirror-like floor.
The Persian Butler leading the way frowned. He signaled a maid in a black-and-white apron to drive a floor scrubber to clean the floor, then said to Sanhua, “Please wait a moment. The Eldest Young Master is currently presiding over a multinational meeting. Your meeting is scheduled for fifteen minutes from now.”
“Alright.”
“Then, please excuse me for now.”
After the butler left, Sanhua sat carefully on the soft sofa. He overheard two maids standing on the floor scrubbers whispering to each other, “Is he that cat? The one who was swapped with Young Master Xiao Bu at birth?”
“He’s so lucky. The House of Ragdoll is the wealthiest in the Meow Kingdom. As long as his identity is recognized, he’ll have endless Dried Fish for the rest of his life.”
“It’s not certain yet. It depends on the Eldest Young Master’s attitude…”
“True. After all, the Young Master was raised by the Eldest Young Master himself…”
His ears twitched, and Sanhua looked back. The maid in the black-and-white apron nearly puffed up her fur in fright. She fell silent and brought over a tray of catgrass cookies. “Guest, please enjoy.”
Sanhua: “Thank you.”
The maid blushed and went back to mutter with her companion.
“Are we sure he has the bloodline of the House of Ragdoll? Why do I feel like he looks just like us?”
“It’s not even close, okay? We are local Cow Cats, while he is a Calico Ragdoll. How can you even compare the two?”
“Calico?”
“I heard he inherited the bloodline from the Madam’s side.”
“Well, no wonder they were mixed up back then. Compared to this young master, Young Master Xiao Bu looks more like the Eldest Young Master… except for the eyes.”
“True.” The maid thought of the eyes she had just seen and couldn’t help but sigh, “His eyes are truly beautiful.”
Clear as the sky and as calm as a lake, with starlight hidden within the pupils.
Even in the noble House of Ragdoll, it was a most unique shade of blue.
.
“Eldest Young Master.”
A handsome male Ragdoll slowly descended the spiral staircase. He was half a head taller than Sanhua, with a strong physique and elegant movements. His satin-like light gray fur covered him from his cheeks to the tip of his tail, shimmering under the lights—truly living up to the Ragdoll clan’s reputation as the aristocrats among cats.
The other party walked up to Sanhua. Sanhua noticed he was wearing a black silk bowtie around his neck.
“Good morning,” he nodded.
“Hello…” Sanhua stood up, somewhat hesitant. He wasn’t sure whether to call him Young Master Da Bu like the servants did, or…
“You can call me Big Brother.” The young, sturdy Ragdoll sized Sanhua up with his blue eyes and nodded. “Sit.”
“I’ll keep this brief,” he began. “After investigation, you indeed possess the bloodline of the House of Ragdoll.”
“Yes.” Sanhua gripped the DNA test report in his hand.
“…But to become a member of the House of Ragdoll, a DNA report alone is not enough. May I ask, do you have a CFA Certificate?”
“CFA?”
“A Purebred Certificate,” Da Bu extended a paw to toy with a glass bead embedded in the table. “It is a certificate established by purebred cat families in conjunction with the Meow Kingdom government. It is awarded after a comprehensive assessment of a cat’s personality, upbringing, and Cat Virtue. There are only twenty slots available in the entire Meow Kingdom each year.”
“Without the certificate, please forgive me for being unable to list you in the House of Ragdoll’s genealogy for the time being. It would damage the family’s honor.”
“I am not intentionally making things difficult for you. Xiao Bu is the same age as you, but he obtained his CFA Certificate ten years ago when he was only eight years old.
“That certificate is placed on a display shelf in the collection room. I can have a servant take you to see it later.”
Sanhua’s ears twitched. Although he came from the commoner world, he was not a stupid cat. He could hear the subtext in Da Bu’s words—without a purebred certificate, you are not worthy of being my brother.
Sanhua: “Actually—”
He had only come for a visit after receiving a letter from the police station informing him that he still had a living relative. He had no intention of clinging to the rich and powerful…
Da Bu: “If you want to apply for a CFA Certificate, I can help contact a recommender. However, given that you are a mixed-breed, the certification process will likely require a two-year observation period. During this time, you cannot appear at the House of Ragdoll, you cannot claim to be a member of the House of Ragdoll to the public, and you cannot do anything to damage the family’s reputation. As compensation, I will give you an allowance of thirty thousand pieces of Dried Fish every month—what were you going to say just now?”
“Nothing,” Sanhua said. “Thirty thousand?”
“Is it too little? Then fifty thousand…”
Sanhua revealed a sweet smile. “Deal!”
He thought to himself, the House of Ragdoll really is just as they say online: more money than sense.
Besides, he would never pass that CFA Certificate thing! He heard that cat flu was contagious, and he didn’t want to live under the same roof as Da Bu anyway.
…
As he walked out of the House of Ragdoll, Sanhua happened to pass by the collection room and stopped for a moment in front of the display shelf.
The glass screen in front of the display shelf was polished to a shine, showcasing the various honors the House of Ragdoll had achieved over the years. Just as Da Bu had said, a certificate was placed in the middle compartment, with the three letters CFA embossed in gold, looking very sophisticated. The photo on the certificate was of a long-haired cat with snow-white fur. Fluffy, silky fur framed a small face, and his heterochromatic eyes—one gold and one blue—shimmered, making him look like a noble little prince.
“This is Young Master Xiao Bu,” the Cow Cat maid introduced.
“No wonder they were considered family,” Sanhua thought. With the same slight tilt of the chin toward the camera, even he felt that the white cat before him was the one who should be Da Bu’s brother, while he was just an outsider stray.
Perhaps his expression led the maid to misunderstand, as she said with a hint of sympathy, “Young Master Xiao Bu is a very good cat. He will accept you…”
“You’re overthinking it,” Sanhua interrupted. “Whether he accepts me or not doesn’t change the fact that he… never mind.”
A thought flashed through Sanhua’s mind: how did Xiao Bu get a CFA Certificate?
After all, from his appearance, he was clearly a Shandong Linqing Lion Cat!
…
Extra:
Flashing back to ten years ago, Da Bu took his younger brother to the exam and received a pedigree certificate that read Linqing Lion Cat.
Da Bu searched online for Linqing Lion Cat.
Entry: Linqing Lion Cat, a local long-haired cat, snow-white fur, alert personality, skilled at hunting…
Local! (Key point)
With a loud crash, Da Bu pushed the computer onto the floor—
No! My brother cannot be a common cat!
So, he bribed the judges with 100 high-grade cat cans and swapped it for a Ragdoll certificate for Xiao Bu.
Eight-year-old Xiao Bu: Meow?
Looking at his brother’s beautiful face, Da Bu patted his chest. “With this certificate, you are a purebred cat worth billions! If anyone dares to say otherwise, your brother will scratch them to death!”
This is a short story, about 30,000 words, and the full manuscript is already completed. I haven’t written in a long while, so this is a bit of practice.