Chapter 3: The First Extravagant Hope
After leaving the house, Mo Ren walked in the direction of the restaurant. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Because the distance between his house and the restaurant was not too far, it didn't take too long for Mo Ren to arrive at the place where the restaurant was located.
Today's restaurant is no longer as clean and bright as it used to be, although it has been a while, you can still faintly see the traces of the car accident at that time, the re-repaired faΓ§ade looks a little bleak and dilapidated, and the puddle of blood left on the ground in the afternoon has dried up, but the door that was pried open is still open.
Seeing this, Mo Ren didn't say anything, just silently walked towards the door of the restaurant.
This is the only thing that his mother left for himself, I still remember that my mother took almost all of the family's savings to take Mo Ling to go overseas in order to treat her younger brother, but the plane crashed halfway, Mo Ren, who maintained the restaurant business, did not wait for the return of his mother and younger brother, but finally got such bad news, I remember that I sat at the counter and cried for a day and a night, and finally under the comfort of my classmates, I gritted my teeth and survived.
[The wreckage of the original plane has not been found so far, and the bones of my mother and younger brother are still missing. γ
Mo Ren, who walked to the inside of the restaurant, opened the electric switch, and suddenly the entire inside of the restaurant was illuminated, and he himself looked down at his hands.
In the past, Mo Ren might not dare to hope for it, but now, with this incomparably magical power, maybe one day he can really go to the endless deep sea, and use his own power to find the bones of his mother and younger brother, so that they can return to their roots.
"Hoo ......"
Taking a deep breath, Mo Ren temporarily suppressed these thoughts of himself, and now there are still many unclear points in his own ability, and he can't even judge whether he can improve the strength of this power, so it is obviously unrealistic to think about those things that are too far away now, and the most important thing now is to deal with the current situation.
In the previous afternoon, the two suspected gangsters had picked the door and stole a lot of things from the restaurant, and at the same time, they had destroyed the restaurant again.
Broken glasses, dishes and other things can be seen everywhere on the ground, tables and stools have also fallen to the ground, mixed with some dust that I don't know where it came from, it can be said that it is really a mess, if it is replaced by Mo Ren before, I am afraid that it will take a while to clean up.
But now, everything is different.
As Mo Ren slowly stretched out his palm to the ground, all the fragments on the ground moved by themselves, and an invisible force gently swept across the entire ground, whether it was glass slag, dust, or other garbage, all of them were gathered together in an instant, and then automatically flew into the trash can with Mo Ren's will.
Those tables and chairs that were kicked down also returned to their positions under Mo Ren's power.
After doing this, Mo Ren felt that his brain began to tense up vaguely, just like the feeling after drinking some wine.
"Well, it seems that the strength has not been fully restored. β
Feeling the subtle tiredness coming from his brain, Mo Ren also nodded thoughtfully: "It seems that it is more difficult to recover completely than imagined, but eating something does help to recover this power, and it can be concluded that this power itself needs to consume energy." β
After thinking about it for a while, Mo Ren took out a jar of sugar from the back kitchen.
Because this thing was too cheap, and it was placed in the cabinet, it was unexpectedly undamaged, and it was also used to test Mo Ren's conjecture at this moment.
Casually found a broken pot and boiled some water, Mo Ren brewed himself a cup of white sugar water with a relatively high concentration, mixed it with some cold water, drank it after a few sips, and then sat on the stool and quietly realized it.
However, before Mo Ren could realize his life, there was a sound of light footsteps outside the door.
Mo Ren heard this voice and glanced towards the doorway, only to see a girl walking in from the doorway.
"Xiao Yun?" After seeing the girl's appearance, Mo Ren was also slightly stunned for a moment, and then stood up: "Why are you still here, didn't I say that this month is a holiday?"
Tang Xiaoyun, an ordinary girl who came from the countryside to work in the city, was left by Mo Ren to be a waitress in a restaurant when she was looking for a job everywhere, because Mo Ren is usually more easy-going, and her salary is good, so she has been working in Mo Ren's restaurant for a long time, until Mo Ren got into trouble with Wang Hengyu, so she was given a month's vacation.
"Boss, you're being bullied?"
After Tang Xiaoyun walked in from the door, she looked at Mo Ren with a concerned expression on her face: "When I went out to buy vegetables today, I heard a neighbor near me mention that there was a problem with the restaurant, is that bloodstain at the door yours?"
"It's okay, don't worry. β
Seeing that someone cared about him, Mo Ren's heart warmed, and then a smile appeared on his face: "I can solve the matter here soon, you don't have to come over for a while." β
"Boss, next time this group of people dares to come over, let's call the police!"
Tang Xiaoyun raised her little fist a little angrily, and then said to Mo Ren: "Since we can't control them, let the police clean them up." β
"Well, I will. β
Mo Ren couldn't help but sigh Tang Xiaoyun's innocence in his heart, but he still promised the other party: "I'll go back after a simple cleanup, you should go back early, it's been a mess outside recently, and I'm not very relieved that you're a girl outside so late." β
After finishing speaking, Mo Ren directly picked up the previous glass and walked in the direction of the back kitchen, intending to put the cup back.
"Ahh The wound on your head ......"
It turned out to be a coincidence, because of Mo Ren's turn, Tang Xiaoyun looked up and directly saw the blood scab on the back of Mo Ren's head that had been completely coagulated, and at this moment he also covered his small mouth and exclaimed: "...... They're too ruthless, aren't they?"
But just after Tang Xiaoyun exclaimed, there was a noisy footstep outside the door, and along with the footsteps, there was also the rampant and piercing laughter.
"Hahaha, who are you talking about?"