"elder brother……"

"What's wrong? So uninspired."

Xiaoling was lying on the sofa, wrapped in a thin quilt, with a little gloomy face.

Although Mu Qian had the idea of ​​taking a nap, seeing Xiao Ling's appearance, the most priority must be to care for her sister's physical and mental growth.

Xiaoling turned over, lay on the sofa, curled himself into a ball, and murmured in a low voice: "Brother, have I forgotten something?"

"Hmm?" Mu Qian's smile stiffened for a moment, but he quickly recovered from calmness. "Why did he suddenly ask this?"

Xiaoling raised her head, her face covered with tears, and handed over the cell phone hidden in the quilt...

Mu Qian knew about it when he saw the screen of his mobile phone. Xiaoling saw news about her school and some pictures circulating in her social circle.

Many pictures are very tragic, which greatly stimulates Xiaoling.

"Everyone, there is something wrong with you, why don't I remember it? Why..." Xiaoling bit her lip and cried. Mu Qian took the initiative to hug Xiaoling and patted Xiaoling's back with his palm.

Zhen’s mother walked out of the master bedroom and didn’t say much when she saw this scene. She sighed and headed towards the kitchen.

Xiaoling cried for more than half an hour, and finally recovered her emotions under Mu Qian's comfort.

Mu Qian had just thought about letting Xiaoling forget the scenes she saw and did not have to leave any shadows in Xiaoling's heart, but Mu Qian forgot that Xiaoling had a mobile phone and could communicate with other classmates.

Before, when Xiaoling was accused of having no sympathy when she was accused of talking about the demon-removing master in the class group... Although Mu Qian didn't know about this, he felt Xiaoling's grievance.

She actually remembers nothing.

"Stop crying," Mu Qian held her sister's shoulder and looked at her eyes that were crying like a peach-shaped one. "No one wants this kind of thing to happen. Yesterday I helped you hide your memory."

Xiaoling bit her lips and nodded, "I know, brother, you are for my own good, but that is my school and my classmate... What should I do? What should I do now?"

"This kind of thing is not your responsibility," Mu Qian glanced at Zhen's mother next to her.

Zhen’s mother also continued: “Xiao Ling, natural disasters and man-made disasters are often inevitable. We can only learn to be stronger and face them together.”

"Well, what my mother said makes sense," Mu Qian encouraged Xiaoling with a gentle smile, "Be strong!"

Xiaoling nodded heavily: "Yes!" He said in a crying voice: "I am strong, I won't cry!"

Mu Qian breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhen's mother, and suddenly found that Zhen's mother, who had learned that the world had changed, also needed comfort.

"Mom...it's okay."

"Mom knows, Xiaoqian, you will protect your sister, right?"

"Well," Mu Qian nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, mom, I won't let anyone hurt Xiaoling, no one can do it."

Although Xiaoling was a little sad and was also stimulated by the previous scene, her face turned a little red when she heard Mu Qian say words to protect herself in this sure tone for the first time.

The sadness was not replaced by this joy, but instead turned into a kind of girlish sorrow.

But you can only learn to grow after experiencing these things.

The society on the main plane of human beings is undergoing changes, and the same is true for the little spirit. It must adapt to the changing environment in order to live better in this environment.

Xiaoling cried for a while, and Mu Qian accompanied her to read some news to stabilize her mood.

The lunch time was pushed to around two o'clock, and Mu Qian was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

I have never seen my grandmother who had read a newspaper with reading glasses and came back from outside with the latest newspaper. After coming back, she sighed in all kinds of sighs.

Zhen’s mother advised: “Mom, you care about the demon-eliminating masters and demons, and life is still like this anyway.”

"Mom is not worried, mom is worried about you," Grandma slapped the newspaper on the table and looked at Mu Qian and Xiaoling. "You two try to minimize going out in the future, don't really encounter any monsters or monsters. If you are caught, it will be troublesome!"

Xiaoling remembered the "angel" version of the brother who had been by his side, and nodded boredly and agreed.

Mu Qianze smiled and said, "Didn't it be said in the news? The demon-eliminating masters have always protected the world, and have hidden and blocked these news for the sake of the stability of ordinary human life. In fact, there is no change. It's just that the demon-eliminating master has been learned by humans, and his life is still the same, grandma."

Grandma thought about it and thought about it with her experience of eating salt over the years and crossing the bridge, "You can't say it, it's really what Xiao Qian said."

Zhen's mother sat next to her grandmother with a smile, "Don't worry, mom, we don't do bad things and are not afraid of these."

"Is it dangerous to do something wrong?" Xiaoling asked weakly.

This simple and kind girl actually asked such a question that she did not have the "Chinese level" and saw that she had not studied well in school.

Xiaoling had cried for so long just now, so of course Zhen’s mother and grandmother coaxed her and said.

Zhen Ma smiled and touched Xiaoling's forehead: "How old are you? What can you do if you have any worries? This sentence is for those adults."

"Yes, yes, yes," Grandma picked up the dish and put it into Xiaoling Bowl. "Don't do bad things, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. This is a saying in the elderly and old age."

But Mu Qian analyzed it seriously: "In fact, from a principle point of view, if a person has something to lose, his spirit will inevitably suffer some loss, and that will easily lead to monsters or something..."

Bang!

The spoon in Zhen's hand fell on the table and hurriedly went to pick it up.

Um?

Mu Qian and Xiaoling stared at their mother at the same time...

Zhen’s mother lowered her head and said, “Eat, eat, see what I do.”

This looks... it's true that there's something wrong with it!

"Brother, are you saying it true?"

"The principle is this, but the actual situation must be much more complicated than this," Mu Qian instructed, "Mom, remember to wear the peace talisman I gave you on your body."

Zhen’s mother nodded with a smile and continued to lower her head to eat, as if she was worried.

Xiaoling and Mu Qian looked at each other and exchanged eyes. Sure enough, both of them were very concerned about what made their mother feel a little restless.

Could it be... seven years... cough cough! No, their parents have a good relationship like a model couple, and it is impossible for them to have problems in this regard.

Forget it, you can't force your mother to say these things. It's just the three words "wrongful things" that are really bad.

"Oh no!" Grandma suddenly put down the newspaper in her hand, and she was so scared that Zhen's mother's hand shook and almost smashed the bowl in her hand.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Your sister! Your sister doesn't know what's going on!" Grandma shouted worriedly, "Oh, why did you forget her? She still lives in the City of Color?"

Zhen’s mother: “I didn’t call her in the early morning…”

"Quick, call again!"

"I'll do it," Mu Qian called his aunt casually and drove the hands-free one.

The ringtone rang more than ten times, and it felt longer and longer every time. Both Zhen’s mother and grandmother were filled with hearts.

Finally...

"Hey? What's wrong with Xiao Qian?"

A hoarse "sleeping throat" came from the phone.
Chapter completed!