Bab 301: Where I Should Go

Richard stared at her arm for a while before jumping up on it. Because of the weakness in its claws, it staggered a bit, and Sun Xiaomeng quickly stretched out her other arm to stabilize it.

"Well, let's go," she said, raising her right arm so that Richard was on the same level as her own eyes.

She took small steps forward, and opened the living room door with her left hand.

"Shhh!" She put her index finger up in front of her mouth, signaling Richard not to speak loudly.

She pushed open the kitchen door and took it into the kitchen.

Since the deaths of his parents, Zhang Zian scarcely used the gas stove, but right now, it had been turned on with light blue flames swaying upon it. A rugged earthenware pot was placed on the stove, gurgling with steams. Something unknown to Richard was boiling in the earthenware pot, exuding an extremely bitter smell that made Richard immediately turn away its head.