Chapter 1434 Will Protect My Sister Well

Wen Qiao: "I've been having a hard time controlling my emotions lately."

Wen Mo suddenly felt at a loss and wanted to help his sister, but he didn't know where to start: "Why...why is this happening?"

Wen Qiao pretended to be relaxed and said: "Maybe it's similar to Wen Chi's, but my symptoms came later."

Not wanting to scare Xiao Mo, Wen Qiao said this deliberately.

Wen Mo felt a little distressed: "Then let the psychiatrist take a look. Is it okay to take medicine?"

Wen Qiao touched his head: "Don't worry, sister has her own sense of discretion. It will be fine. Don't worry, our family will only get better and better."

Wen Mo: "Sister, if you need my help in any way, you must tell me."

"That is, don't let me see blood. I feel a little out of control when I see blood."

Wen Mo: "This looks like the kind of obsessed hero in martial arts dramas."

Wen Qiao laughed out loud: "Really? When you say that, it does seem a bit similar."

"Every hero will have a good ending, and my sister will be fine too."

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

When Wen Mo heard the crow of a chicken outside the window, he immediately turned over and jumped out of bed. He hit the bed board on which he got on.

Wen Chi went to bed, sleeping vaguely, and cursed: "What are you doing, kid?"

After finally coming back, he was still getting a good night's sleep. This kid was getting more and more naughty.

Wen Mo didn't even have time to put on his slippers and rushed out barefoot.

"Uncle Ji."

Ji Mingyuan grabbed the hen's neck with one hand and a kitchen knife with the other, and was stunned: "Xiao Mo, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Ji, don't kill the chicken at the door."

Su Yun came out of the kitchen and saw that he was wearing thin pajamas and bare feet. She became anxious and said, "It's so cold. Why don't you kid wear any clothes or shoes?"

Wen Mo was anxious: "Uncle Ji, don't kill the chicken at the door. Can you take it to the vegetable market and let the stall owner handle it?"

Su Yun took a pair of slippers and placed them at his feet: "Okay, what's going on?"

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, please take it to the vegetable market."

Ji Mingyuan doubtfully grabbed the fluttering hen and walked out of the yard, "Why did you hear that Qiao Qiao was afraid of blood?"

Su Yun patted his head: "Did you have a nightmare? You were talking nonsense so early in the morning."

"Mom, don't kill anything at home from now on, not even if it bleeds, not even fish."

Su Yun glared at him: "The more you talk, the more enthusiastic you are. Your sister is not afraid of anything. With her courage, she is also afraid of blood."

"I wasn't afraid before, but now I am."

Su Yun saw that the child didn't seem to be talking nonsense: "Is it true?"

"Yeah, really."

"I know, then I won't kill chickens and ducks at home anymore."

At the breakfast table, Su Yun couldn't help but say a few more words of concern: "Qiaoqiao, are you afraid of blood now?"

Wen Qiao told a random lie: "I saw someone beaten so hard that his head was covered with blood and he fell into a pool of blood. After that, he felt a little dizzy."

"Are you okay?" Wen Chi picked up a sesame seed cake, rolled some 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 is considered a minor mental illness. Xiao Mo and Xiao Chi have experienced similar symptoms, so they dare not not take it seriously.

Wen Qiao smiled: "It's really not a big problem. I'm sensible. Don't worry."