Chapter 17: Hand-rolled dough

Moved the corpses of more than 20 thugs to one place and stacked them, Mu Mingyang shivered unnaturally in the spatial enchantment, for no other reason, this is the first time he has killed someone, and he has killed so many at once, however, this is all their own fault, who let these goods dare to break into the house to commit murder, since it is the master who does not want to die, then I will accept your province to bring disaster to the world again, this has prevaricated himself, Mu Mingyang has no guilt in his heart at this time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

It's not a good feeling to kill, but it's a must to say cool, I used to watch TV and movies, but now I'm not the protagonist, this title is not bad, it's quite suitable for me, if you want to do it, you can be the protagonist, this is the principle of being a man.

Casting the heaven and earth to shatter the fire, the skills used in alchemy, I didn't expect that now it has fallen to the destruction of corpses, no way, who let us beginners not comprehend too many skills? I already knew that I learned a few more tricks from my grandfather, these days just thinking about how to improve my cultivation, it seems that more skills are the king, one is to fight insurance, and the other is that it can also be used to do these things, with a puff of green smoke, like cooking smoke in the air, dozens of gangster bodies completely evaporated.

The shattered fire covering the aura of heaven and earth is domineering, in just ten seconds, a pile of corpses turned into ashes, disappeared without a trace, removed the spatial enchantment, and the door of the house is still the same, but who would have thought that this place is the scene of a crime that has slaughtered more than 20 lives? Look around, everyone has been smoking, it seems that a fire has been lit to cook, thinking of this fame and touching the belly, it's time to eat, it is estimated that I haven't eaten for a month, the hand-rolled noodles made by my mother are the best, don't be too late.

The lobby door was also locked, Mingyang's mother was squatting on a stool in a corner, trembling, it seemed that she was indeed frightened, and walked to the window, Mingyang said inside: "Mom, open the door, your son is back, hurry up and cook on the fire." The voice reached the mother's ears, and she pushed open the door of the hall and scolded, "You who have been slain by heaven, whoever dares to touch my son will be damned." ”

In this way, it is also in line with the consistent personality of rural women, and she knows that her mother is uneducated, she has never read since she was a child, except for the little Jiujiu who learned from her grandfather, she has no ink in her stomach, and her mother's little Jiujiu is really good, she was taught by her mother when she was a child, so she is so smart, it seems that learning to start with a baby is not wrong.

I don't know if the people outside are gone, but when I heard my son's voice, I thought I was caught by them, and she rushed out desperately out of motherhood, how could Mu Mingyang not know about her mother's love.

Before his mother's words dissipated, Mu Mingyang ran over and hugged her, "Mom, it's okay, I'm okay, I saw them go." Mother was anxious now, and the only thing she could do was to soothe her excited mind first, and look at the emptiness around her, only two or three neighbors came out and saw such a touching moment, and they were not embarrassed to step forward, and they all looked at their mother and son from a distance.

"Fame... Are you okay? Did they hurt you? What is the reason for these godsends? Mother asked with concern to Mu Mingyang in her arms.

"I'm fine, okay, they just came to seek revenge, but they went to the wrong door, so they broke into our door recklessly, rest assured that Mom is fine. Now I can only be forced to fool my mother, in order not to worry her, for the first time in my life, I told my mother a lie, and her face was flushed, which is the sequelae of lying, but my mother didn't notice, maybe she thought Mu Mingyang was just frightened.

"Mom, I'm hungry, I want to eat, eat the hand-rolled noodles you made, I haven't eaten it for a long time. "It's been a long time, and it's been more than a month since I went to school and went to the Ethereal Continent, and I haven't eaten yet, although I'm not hungry, but hunger is inevitable.

Hearing this, his mother pulled Mu Mingyang into the house and said to him, "Mingyang, sit in the house first, and my mother will do it for you." ”

Looking at the house is still the same, but it is quite clean, the house is an old house that has been weathered for a long time, some are dilapidated, and it is normal for it to leak rain when it rains, but when I saw the large and small medicine boxes placed on the table next to my mother's bed, Mingyang really felt heartache, my mother's illness should be treated as soon as possible, but the conditions at home are not allowed, because I can't pay the medical expenses and other treatment expenses, Mingyang's mother gave up the treatment of going to the hospital, and still struggled to do housework at home, relying on some money sent by my father every month, buying some medicine that treats the symptoms but not the root cause to maintain the condition, and I can save it, these handsome people know when they are at home。

For the current family situation, for the hardships and illnesses that his mother is now suffering, Mingyang really can't bear it, what about the lively mother who used to play with him? How healthy she used to be, like everyone else, and now she is still gritting her teeth and persevering under the torture of illness, although she pretends to be strong on the surface, Mu Mingyang knows how much her mother has suffered over the years, watching her mother struggling to cook on the fire, he really can't stand it, he interrupted the busy figure several times, saying that he doesn't eat or be hungry, don't do it, rest and rest, but his mother always has a philosophical saying that I don't know where to hear: People are iron rice is steel, if you don't eat a meal, you are hungry and panicked, how can you not eat, it is just a meal, I don't believe that you are not hungry, the boy is waiting。 This is what he used to say when he was in a hurry to eat, how ignorant he was at that time, Mu Mingyang could only look at his mother with a wry smile, but his face was full of happiness.

Aren't you a cultivator? Aren't you a magician? I can help my mother, although I can't practice medicine, but I have super spiritual power, the aura of heaven and earth can protect the body, and I can effectively control the spread of the virus in my mother's body, yes, why didn't I think of it earlier, I'm a stupid brain.

With this thought, Mu Mingyang suddenly felt that his originally suppressed heart was much more relaxed, these will be said after eating the hand-rolled noodles, anyway, there is no hurry for this moment or two, the mother's hand-rolled noodles are the best, wiped the corners of his mouth, he walked into the kitchen and cast the heaven and earth broken fire at the angle that his mother did not pay attention to, and the fire under the pot was more intense, boiling water, below, putting green vegetables and an egg, these eggs have been kept for a long time, just to leave them for Mingyang to come back to eat, she has not been willing to eat, and now it finally comes in handy.

After doing this, he went back to the hall and sat and waited for his mother's hand-rolled noodles, and after a while, the steaming hand-rolled noodles were served, and when he looked at the familiar noodles, he drooped again, and devoured them as if he had never eaten.

Mother is happy in her heart, the child can eat is a blessing, it is the golden age of the long body, eat more is good for the body, watching her son gobble up, she smiled and said: "I don't know what's going on today, the original damp firewood is burning so strongly, I don't know how many times faster than before, you eat slowly, there are still a lot in the pot, I know you can eat." Mu Mingyang heard that there was still something in the pot, so he naturally couldn't stop his mouth, huhula finished a big bowl, wiped the remaining soup stains from the corners of his mouth, he ran straight to the kitchen, let's continue to eat...

After a while, he brought a bowl of hand-rolled noodles again, put a chopstick on the bowl, walked up to his mother and said to her, "Mom eats noodles." ”

There were obvious tears in the corners of her mother's eyes, and Mu Mingyang wiped them off for her, but she was full of joy at this time, mostly moved, this is what she has been looking forward to, her son is sensible, and her son has grown up.

In the past few days of staying at home, Mu Mingyang has been helping his mother chop wood for cooking, tidying up housework, and he is very stylish, but in order to prevent a long time, his mother will ask why he doesn't go to school, Junhao thought about it, and decided to quit his job and go back to school to see, those brothers and girls, he missed them.

Said that the school was about to open, said goodbye to his mother, Mingyang carried the student bag and embarked on the journey back to school, now looking at his mother, it is no longer a seemingly frail and sickly appearance, since that night after taking the aura of her mother to protect her body, she seems to have returned to the original healthy period, she is not tired of doing anything, and she no longer takes those fast-acting painkillers, but Mu Mingyang also knows that this is not a long-term solution, and he has to come up with countermeasures to let him seek medical treatment as soon as possible and completely cure the root of the disease. The first is to make a lot of money, and the more than 2,000 yuan he brought when he came didn't cost much, Mu Mingyang secretly hid under his mother's sleeping pillow for 1,600 yuan before leaving, and he brought 4 or 500 yuan to officially embark on the journey back to school.

It took more than half an hour to arrive at Shicheng Railway Station, and it was already very fast to get from the countryside to the city, which shows that it is possible to have money, and you can travel thousands of miles without worrying.

I bought a train ticket to the capital, now it's more than three o'clock in the afternoon, more than six o'clock train ticket, and there is a two-hour boring period, during this time Mu Mingyang wants to go around the city to take a look, to be honest, the county has not been to the county itself a few times, and they are all floating past, the capital is not something you can visit, but Shicheng can, this place is smaller, don't worry about getting lost.

Came to the most central location of Shicheng, here is the shopping building of Shuibo shopping mall, when I was a child, I heard adults say, you can buy anything you want, did not go shopping, he just looked downstairs, very satisfied, the train station here he took the 11th bus to come, it is quite far, but it can be saved.

It took more than an hour for Mu Mingyang to go shopping, and there was more than an hour to go back, afraid that he would not be able to catch the train, Mu Mingyang decided, spent money to take a taxi back to the train station, and looked at the place he dreamed of, Mu Mingyang came to the bus stop and was ready to leave, carrying a student backpack, he looked like a typical student, but he appeared on the road with the heroic appearance of the third school grass, and was indeed surprised by the screams of girls coming and going on the road, there were eggs stuffed by the mother in the bag, thinking about eating it, don't spoil it, the mother's mind, can not be treated indiscriminately, with this idea, walk to the trash can a few steps away from the stop sign, took the egg out of his backpack, he peeled it very carefully, and it was also very integrated with Liangshan Shicheng, and his teacher taught him to prohibit littering from an early age.