Abandoned woman from a poor family, she is addicted to wealth

Chapter 127 Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
Lu Jiu's heart moved for a while, but he caught a glimpse of two figures from the corner of his eye, and reprimanded him solemnly: "Aside from eating, what else do you know?"

Fu Lanqing: "???" Didn't you say you were hungry?I just do what I like!

The next moment, the headhunter brought a seven or eight-year-old child over.

Fu Lanqing turned into a cold county magistrate again.

The catcher clasped his fists at Fu Lanqing: "My lord."

Fu Lanqing hummed, but her eyes fell on Lu Jiu.

"Kid, what's your name?"

Hearing Lu Jiu's question, the child was instinctively scared.

He kept shrinking behind the head catcher.

Since that incident, he, who was originally lively and mischievous, has gradually become reticent. This is post-traumatic stress disorder.

"Don't be afraid, uncle is here." Catcher coaxed his little nephew, pointed to Lu Jiu and said, "This sister is a good person and will not hurt you."

Only then did the child look at Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiutian has a harmless face, especially when she smiles, the pure and harmless feeling will be magnified, making people trust her involuntarily.

Although the child was a little scared, he still stumbled and said, "Little...Little Huzi."

Lu Jiu took out a piece of malt candy and asked softly, "Want to eat it?"

He swallowed his saliva, and asked timidly, "But... can it be?"

"of course can."

Lu Jiu directly stuffed maltose into his mouth.

"Is it sweet?"

"sweet!"

Lu Jiu chatted with Xiao Huzi for a few more words, and the two quickly became familiar with each other, and gradually made Xiao Huzi let go of his guard.

"Who gave you your name?"

"Daddy."

"Is there any meaning?" Lu Jiu's voice was very gentle: "Is it because Dad wanted the little Huzi to be as brave as a tiger, so that's why he gave the little Huzi this name?"

Little Huzi nodded: "Also, when little Huzi grows up, he will be as good as Uncle and catch bad guys!"

"Little Huzi will definitely be stronger than uncle in the future!"

After being praised by Lu Jiu, Xiao Huzi smiled shyly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Lu Jiu turned the topic to that direction: "Does that little tiger remember what the bad guy looks like?"

"I...I don't know."

The little face suddenly lost its color, and its eyes dodged, a little scared.

"Didn't the little tiger say that when he grows up, he wants to catch bad guys like his uncle?" Lu Jiu took his little hand and gave him strength, her voice became softer, with hints: "You can catch bad guys now, as long as You tell my sister what this bad guy looks like, and we can catch him and stop him from harming people!"

Little Huzi looked at Lu Jiu with some anxiety: "Is it really possible?"

"of course can."

"But... But, I forgot, what should I do?"

At the end, I bowed my head in shame.

How could you really forget something like that happened?

The main reason is that he was too scared and had already developed post-traumatic stress disorder. He refused to mention it in his heart, and subconsciously didn't want to remember it.

As long as he crossed this hurdle, he would naturally remember the appearance of the villain and help solve the case.

The main treatment of diseases in ancient times has always been to treat physical trauma, and they did not realize how serious psychological trauma was at all.

Fortunately, when she was in college, she was dragged by her roommate to see two lectures given by the teacher of the psychology department.

Well, the roommate was obsessed with the teacher the whole time, and she was the only one who listened carefully to the class.

　PK knelt down, two updates first, and the rest at noon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)