Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Andrew had just rushed over, along with Mrs. Walton, Mr. Walton, William, and Emma, as well as Alex, who had rushed back at the last minute. In the end, they heard this.
Emma said, “What do you an, cut off cat balls?”
Everyone:
Mrs. Walton’s expression was sinister. “Who taught you that?”
Andrew was speechless. A large drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead. He usually saw George and Alex being taught a lesson, but he did not expect it to be his turn one day.
Andrew instinctively looked at Alex, who imdiately raised his hand. “Don’t look at . It really wasn’t this ti.”
Mrs. Walton asked with a smile, “Mia, who taught you this?”
Alia saw Andrew desperately winking at her. Her eyes flashed. She lowered her head and whispered, “It’s… Uncle Sang taught .”
Alia, who was lying, felt very guilty. She grabbed her little fingers uneasily. Andrew was so touched that he was about to cry.
Mrs. Walton looked back at Andrew suspiciously. Andrew imdiately explained in all seriousness, “Sang is a relative of Zhagu’s family.” After saying that, he also talked about what Sang had done. Hearing that Sangs mouth was so annoying, Mrs. Walton didn’t say anything else. Could she expose Alia and Andrew’s lies in public? It was just… another unreliable son!
William and Emma were excited. After being interrupted, they forgot what cat balls were. They squatted in front of the kitten. The kitten retreated warily to Alia’s feet and let out a low growl.
William said, “If I rember correctly, the low growl of the cat should be a warning to the other party not to approach.”
Emma held out her hand. “So is it afraid of us?”
William took a step back. “1 think we should be the ones that are afraid of it.” This cat looked so fierce. No wonder Uncle had asked in the group chat if he should bring it back.
Emma looked brave. “Hmph, that’s because you’re afraid! I’m not afraid!”
Alia quickly reminded her, “Sister Emma, don’t touch it…”
As soon as she finished speaking, Emma was scratched by the cat’s waving claws. There was a thin scratch on the back of her hand, and blood flowed out.
Emma was shocked and quickly retracted her hand. She threatened fiercely, “Once you enter our house, you’re our cat! How dare you scratch ! Do you want to eat? You’re not allowed to eat tonight!” The cat:
Seven cawed gloatingly, “No eating! No eating!’
Alia asked worriedly, “Sister Emma, are you alright…”
Emma swung her hand. Seeing that Alia was concerned about her, she said, “It’s fine. It’s just a little pain. It’s fine!”
But soon, Emma couldn’t laugh anymore…
Mrs. Walton picked up Emma’s hand and looked at it. “The skin is scratched,” she said. “You need a vaccine.’
Andrew nodded. “You need a rabies shot. Four or five shots.’
Emma’s smile froze. She had been scratched by a cat, not a dog. Why would she need a rabies vaccine? She imdiately shouted, “l don’t want it! I don’t want shots!”
Mrs. Walton shook her head. “You have to. There’s a risk of rabies if you don’t.”
Alex crossed his arms and asked with a faint smile, “Do you know what rabies is? It’s the virus that drills into your body from your wound and affects your brain…
Before Alex could finish speaking, Emma beat him to it. “That’s okay!’
Anyway, her father always said that she was brainless. It didn’t matter.
Alex: ‘
Alia reminded her kindly, “Sister Emma, you’d better get an injection. Dad told that if you have rabies, you’ll beco like a dog. You’ll drool, you won’t rember your family, and you’ll go crazy and bite people. In the end, you’ll die. 1 won’t be able to see Sister Emma again.” Alia’s expression gradually turned sad as she spoke.
William added, “You might even eat shit like a dog.”
Emma was speechless. Eat shit? Can’t rember your family? Dead? Can’t play with Mia after she’s dead?
Emma was on the brink of tears. “Then let’s do it, but can we do it less? Just one injection, okay?”
Mrs. Walton was a little surprised. She did not expect Emma to compromise so quickly.
Andrew said, “No. Just four or five. Five shots ans you need to go five tis. For four shots, you need to go three tis.”
Emma didn’t think too much about it when she heard that. She didn’t think about why five shots needed five tis but four shots needed three tis.. She said directly, “l choose four injections!”
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