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Chapter 41 From Hell (7)

In the evening, as usual, it was bedtime story time. After Mrs. Smith finished telling the story, she gently closed the door, but Zhao Yutang, who was put to sleep, opened her eyes.

The soundproofing of the house is not good, she heard something seemed to be coming from the next door, in view of Eric's particularity, she followed out lightly.

The child said that he didn't sleep well, and it was strange that he was so energetic even if he didn't sleep well.

Zhao Yutang quietly left the room, just in time to catch a glimpse of Eric's clothes disappearing at the corner of the stairs.

Sure enough it was him.

Eric walked into the yard with bare feet, his large pajamas were blown up by the wind, he walked fast and silently like some kind of feline, and approached the lion cat playing with the mouse step by step on the lawn.

The mouse jumped a few meters, and the lion cat kept its aggressive posture motionless, ready to go, just waiting to catch the mouse with its paw and play with it after it thought it had escaped from birth, but behind it, there were people following it Eric bent over and leaned over in the same hunting posture. At this moment, a silver light flashed, and Zhao Yutang suddenly found that he was holding a ten-centimeter-long glass shard in his hand.

Her eyelids twitched, and she immediately picked up a stone and threw it over, like ripples on the surface of the lake. The lion cat was startled and stopped abruptly, making a shrill cry from its throat. When it saw Eric behind it, it quickly jumped up and ran away. Not even the mice.

Eric turned his head and stared at her with his green eyes. At that moment, there was a bit of blood on his body.

"Eric."

Zhao Yutang walked towards him, "Hold out your hand."

She has always been very obedient in front of Mrs. Smith, and even praised him in a gentle tone during the day, but her tone was a bit tough at the moment, which made Eric startled, and he stood still.

The light in the living room was on, and Mrs. Smith might have been attracted by the meowing of the cat. This cat had no owner, but several families in the street fed it from time to time. Mrs. Smith loved it especially, and worried what happened to it.

Eric was still holding sharp shards of glass, Zhao Yutang took two steps forward, "Eric, if Mrs. Smith finds you standing here with shards of glass, how would you explain it?"

The little boy looked up at her. There was no tension or fear in his eyes, just cold and no emotional fluctuations.

Zhao Yutang stretched out his hand to hold the other end of the shard of glass, and said quickly, "Once Mrs. Smith notices that something is wrong with you, you will be taken to see a psychiatrist. I don't think you will like this experience."

When mentioning the doctor, Eric frowned visibly, and even his blond hair drooped in distress. He puffed his cheeks like any kid who hated seeing a doctor, and was moved by Zhao Yutang's persuasion.

He hated those psychiatrists who would catch some abnormal data and label him as unqualified.

Mrs. Smith had already opened the door, and was surprised to see two children standing in the yard, "Eric, Yu Tang, what are you doing out here?"

Zhao Yutang quickly pulled out the shards of glass and hid them behind her back when she turned around. Her expression remained unchanged and she greeted naturally.

"Mrs. Smith, Eric and I came out to see the cats."

Mrs. Smith laughed and said: "It's so late to see the cat, I'll let you hug it when the cat comes again."

She didn't take it to heart, but was surprised that Eric liked cats too, which he didn't usually show.

(End of this chapter)