This psychologist is weird

Chapter 235 Dazed
It was day again.

It's still in the yard.

The boy was still in the iron cage under the eaves, wrapped in several layers of tattered clothes, curled up in a corner.

The rising sun shining in the courtyard was very close to the iron cage under the eaves where the boy was.
It's just that the high wall on the side of the courtyard is blocking it, and the eaves on the top are covering it, and the iron cage still can't reflect the sunlight.

"... woo woo..."

In the smaller iron cage next to it, the little girl who was less than two years old seemed to wake up, looking around and crying again.

"Get up for me! Watch the washing machine to wash the clothes, and let me dry the clothes!"

"Boom!"

It seems that because of the girl's crying, the boy who is curled up and wants to wake up moved,

Startled by the sound of the iron cage being smashed next to him, he trembled all over,
Opened his eyes, struggled, fell sideways in the corner of the iron cage, got up,
Outside the iron cage, Zhu Laosan was still holding a wooden stick and a key, and opened the door of the iron cage.

The boy hunched over, buried his head, and crawled out from the small iron cage door.
He stood up again, still curled up, bent over, and buried his head.

"Take off all these messy things for me and then go to dry the clothes. After a while, the clothes will be dirty again by you. I will beat you to death."

Zhu Laosan glanced at the several layers of the boy's body, and the tattered clothes covered with plaster, picked it up with a wooden stick, and said aloud.

The boy buried his head and did not speak. He took off the tattered clothes he was wearing one by one,

Only the original thin clothes were left, and the thin clothes were a little too loose for the boy's short and thin body.

From time to time, the morning wind blew over, and the boy shivered slightly as the cold air penetrated through his thin clothes.

"Get out of here and watch over there!"

Cursing again, he pointed to the side under the eaves with a wooden stick, and Zhu Laosan said something.

The boy bowed his head, walked over, and stood there with his head buried, trembling slightly.

"...Little baby, why are you crying..."

Zhu Laosan took the wooden stick and walked to the iron cage where the little girl was locked up.
With a smile on his face, he said,

"We are going to find a good family for you soon, and then we will be able to reunite with our new parents."

"... I don't want it, I don't want it... I want my father... I want my parents... woo woo woo..."

The girl cried even harder.

"I want a father... I'll take you to your new father right away..."

"Woooooooo..."

Zhu Laosan smiled and said, the girl was heart-piercing, her voice became a little hoarse and she kept crying,

"...Don't cry, what a wonderful thing, um... If you cry again and make your voice hoarse, you won't be able to sell it!"

"Oh!"

"Cry again, I'll kill you!"

Zhu Laosan took a stick and hit the iron cage again,

The girl trembled all over, looking at Zhu Laosan, with fear and deep fear in her eyes,
His whole body was twitching, his eyes were red, and there were still some tears, but he didn't dare to cry any more.

"That's right, that's right..."

Zhu Laosan smiled, talked, and went back to the house.

In the yard, it became a little quieter.

Only the little girl in the short iron cage stood staggeringly, her red eyes were filled with tears, her whole body was twitching, her eyes were full of fear and despair.

The boy was standing under the eaves, beside him, wearing thin and loose clothes, trembling slightly,

Then slowly raised his buried head, first looking at the little girl who was frightened,

Then look at the little girl not far away, in the larger iron cage.

The woman was originally locked in the larger iron cage,
But at this moment, the woman had disappeared, leaving only an empty iron cage there.

Looking at the iron cage, the boy raised his head and kept looking.

……

He just stood in this courtyard without moving his feet.

Chen Lun's eyes first fell on the boy, and then he turned his eyes away naturally,

In that empty iron cage,

"...they...they took... away..."

It was the little girl locked in the small iron cage who was talking to the boy, still sobbing, talking intermittently.

Standing under the eaves, the boy next to him seemed to have heard the girl's words,
Looking at the empty iron cage for a long time, he slowly lowered his head and buried his head.

At this time, the washing machine next to the boy stopped.

The boy went to open the lid of the washing machine,

Stretching out his hand, he took out his clothes and hung them in the yard one by one to dry.

His hands were soaked in water, and the cold morning wind blew in. The boy, who was only wearing the last thin clothes, couldn't stop shaking.

His wet hands were flushed with cold.

While the boy was drying his clothes back and forth,

The surrounding scene began to change again.

Before the scene changes,
The boy trembled, walked around the yard, staggered to the ground, and fell.

Get up in a hurry.

……

The scene is transformed.

Still in that yard.

It seemed that after the boy appeared in this scene, he could never get out again.

It's the same in reality, his world seems to be only so big, and it's not very good.

The three of Chen Lun were still standing in the yard, facing the direction under the eaves,
It just seems like time has changed a bit.

Chen Lun's gaze fell in front of him, and the scene under the eaves naturally fell into Chen Lun's eyes.

The boy is still locked in the iron cage.

Turning his eyes around naturally, Chen Lun's eyes fell on the side of the boy, in the smaller iron cage,

In the iron cage, the little girl who was originally locked up has disappeared.

In the iron cage, only some dirty straw was left, a rice bowl thrown there, and a tattered piece of clothing that fell on the straw.

It's a little quiet in this yard.

Chen Lun turned his head back again.

The boy was in the iron cage, wrapped in a few tattered clothes that looked dirtier, curled up, leaning against the edge of the iron cage,
Lifting his head, he was staring blankly at the small iron cage next to him,

The iron cage was empty, only the tattered clothes remained,

That tattered dress was still given to the little girl by him.

Looking at it, the boy's eyes seemed to be stagnant, there was no pain, but more confusion, bewilderment, maybe it was for the girl, maybe it was for himself.

Pursing his lips repeatedly, the boy looked into the empty iron cage, then slowly lowered his head, buried his head,
Curled up hard.

"...Boom! Boom!"

"get out!"

It seemed to be afternoon.

Someone in the group asked the boy to sweep the yard.

The boy crawled out from the short iron gate, took a broom, and swept it little by little.

Waiting for the man to re-enter the house,
Holding the broom, the boy stood still and looked at the empty iron cages for a long time.

A bit of inextricable bewilderment appeared in his eyes again,
After a long time, the boy turned around again and walked towards the iron cage where he was held.

He took up half a bowl of leftovers left in the iron cage and the rice bowl next to him, deliberately not finishing his meal at noon,
Then walked towards the short and empty iron cage,

He stretched out his hand, and carefully poured the remaining half bowl of leftovers into the bowl where the little girl was in the empty iron cage.

Standing up again, looking into the empty iron cage again,
The boy's eyes were a little dazed again,
After standing for a long time, the boy lowered his head again, bent over, swept the floor again, and walked away.

He didn't take back the tattered clothes, but left them in the iron cage.
At this moment,
The surrounding scene began to change again.

The scene changed, and some noisy sounds came from all around.

There are cries of babies and children, some women begging for mercy,
There were also muffled sounds of sticks being beaten on people, and the angrily scolding sound of that group of people.

(End of this chapter)