Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me - Chapter 1434

Chapter 1434 will protect my sister

Wen Qiao: “My emotions are a little hard to control recently.”

Wen Mo was suddenly at a loss and wanted to help her sister, but didn’t know where to start: “Why… why is this happening?”

Wen Qiao pretended to be relaxed and said: “Maybe it is similar to that of Wen Chi, but my symptoms came late.”

Not wanting to scare Xiao Mo, Wen Qiao said on purpose.

Wen Mo felt a little distressed: “Then let the psychiatrist see, can I take medicine?”

Wen Qiao touched his head: “Don’t worry, my sister has her own measures and will be fine. Don’t worry, our family will only get better and better.”

Wen Mo: “If my sister wants me to help, she must tell me.”

“That is, don’t let me see blood. I am a little out of control when I see blood.”

Wen Mo: “This is like the kind of crazy hero in a martial arts drama.”

Wen Qiao laughed out loud: “Really? When you say that, it seems a bit like it.”

“The hero will end well, and the sister will be fine.”

The next day, the Wen family killed the chicken early in the morning. Because Wen Mo won the game, Ji Mingyuan bought an old hen from the market and came back to cook chicken soup.

Wen Mo heard the clucking of chickens outside the window, and immediately turned over and jumped up from the bed. He hit the board of the bed.

Wen Chi, who went to bed, slept vaguely and cursed: “What are you kid doing?”

After finally coming back and not allowing him to sleep peacefully, this kid is getting skinny.

Wen Mo didn’t even have time to wear slippers, so he rushed out barefoot.

“Uncle Ji.”

Ji Mingyuan held the hen’s neck in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other. He was stunned: “Xiao Mo, what’s the matter?”

“Uncle Ji, don’t kill chickens at the door.”

Su Yun came out of the kitchen and saw him wearing thin pajamas, barefoot, and anxious: “It’s strangely cold, why don’t you wear clothes or shoes as a kid?”

Wen Mo was anxious: “Uncle Ji, don’t kill chickens at the door, take it to the vegetable market and let the stall owner handle it, okay?”

Su Yun took a pair of slippers and put them at his feet: “Well, what’s the matter?”

Wen Mo: “Sister is afraid of blood.”

Su Yun smiled: “Your sister is afraid of blood? Why didn’t I know she had this problem?”

“Sister is really afraid of blood, Uncle Ji, you can take it to the vegetable market.”

Ji Mingyuan took the suspicion and grabbed the flapping hen out of the yard, “How did you hear that Qiao Qiao was afraid of blood?”

Su Yun patted his head: “Did you have a nightmare? I was talking nonsense in the morning.”

“Mom, don’t kill anything at home in the future, as long as it bleeds, it won’t work, nor can you kill fish.”

Su Yun glared at him: “The more you talk, the more energy you get. Your sister is not afraid of the heavens, but she is not afraid of it. She is so courageous, she can still fear blood.”

“I was not afraid before, now I am afraid.”

Su Yun saw that the child didn’t seem to be talking nonsense: “Really?”

“Well, really.”

“I know, I won’t kill chickens and ducks at home after that.”

At the breakfast table, Su Yun couldn’t help but care more: “Jojo, are you afraid of blood now?”

Wen Qiao lied nonsensely: “I saw someone beaten up with blood on their heads and fell into a pool of blood, and then I was a little dizzy.”

“Is it all right?” Wen Chi picked up a sesame seed cake, rolled a little green pepper and potato shreds in it, took a bite, and asked vaguely.

“It’s not a big problem.”

The family members are a little worried, this size can be regarded as a mental illness, and Xiao Mo and Xiao Chi have both had similar illnesses, and they dare not take it seriously.

Wen Qiao smiled: “It’s really not a big problem, I have a sense of measure, rest assured.”

(End of this chapter)