Chapter 69: Cooking

Mu Feng looked at the inside of the house, to say that the house at this time was like normal, in the eyes of no one would believe it, no matter how dirty and messy it was, no matter how dirty and messy it was, he would not make his home look like this.

I saw that the huge house was in ruins, and there was hardly a single intact thing, which was completely different from the outside of the house.

In the cluttered room, especially a table had been completely split into two halves, one half of which had fallen in the corner, and the other half of the powder was nowhere to be seen, except for the tiny scraps on the floor that it had been a piece of wood, and that it was undoubtedly the table.

''Mom''

At this time, Mu Rong'er choked up the voice of the captor, and the tears in her eyes, looking at her home that was full of happiness before, and now, even a table has turned into powder.

''Yes, who?''

Mu Rong'er trembled and knelt down in despair, her hair had broken away from the shackles of her hair tendons, falling like a waterfall, turning crystal white from beginning to end.

White-haired shawl.

Stunned looking at the powder on the table in his hand, once, on this table, how much love and happiness her mother gave her, but now, someone took him away mercilessly.

Mu Feng wanted to say something at this time, and just stretched out his hand to comfort Mu Rong'er, but he couldn't say anything, so he stopped his hand in mid-air, pursed the corners of his mouth, and his heart was complicated.

How can a ten-year-old girl bear such a scene without having an impact on her already weak heart.

Mu Feng has never experienced this situation, so he naturally doesn't know how to comfort him, when he parted with his mother, it was not a life and death parting, but at this time, Mu Rong'er's mother in front of him was gone, and life and death were uncertain, so it was impossible to say that there was no regret.

''Probably, your mother is not dead. ’’

Mu Feng looked at Mu Rong'er, whose eyes were already blood-red, and his heart was like a knife, a little girl who was originally so cute was in her youth at this time, but her hair was all white, like a silver thread.

Mu Feng didn't know how to comfort him, so he came up with this sentence, but as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to slap his mouth, saying that it was not good, not to say such a frustrating thing.

''Why?''

Surprisingly, Mu Rong'er didn't have a trace of anger, but looked at Mu Feng sluggishly, although the words were bland, but there was a hint of pleading, I don't know where it came from.

Mu Feng said that this sentence was indeed grounded, otherwise, he would not have talked nonsense, in case Mu Rong'er asked, knowing that he had lied to him, wouldn't it be even worse.

You see, at this time, there are only some things destroyed in the room, but there is surprisingly no trace of blood, which means that this group of people is only here to take your mother away, not to kill people, and they have no intention of harming her, but I guess your mother is resolute, so the other party can only take it away by force. ‘’

After listening to Mu Feng's reasoning, Mu Rong'er's mind felt as if she had been hit by something, and she was suddenly shocked, and a trace of realization suddenly flashed in her originally gloomy eyes.

''It's him, it's definitely them. ‘’

Mu Rong'er stood up suddenly, and rushed to the door after speaking.

Mu Feng saw it and hurriedly grabbed Mu Rong'er.

Feeling the pull from her arm, Mu Rong'er stared at her blood-red eyes, looked at Mu Feng and immediately shouted, "What are you pulling me for, let me go, don't force me to do it, my mother has been arrested now!'" ‘’

Looking at Mu Rong'er, who had been carried away by hatred at this time, Mu Feng sighed in his heart, this kid is too pitiful.

''You should be quiet for a moment, you are going to die, do you think your mother can bear to see you come to die for her, then she is not in vain to work so hard to protect you!''

Looking at Mu Feng's firm eyes, Mu Rong'er's heart was already a little relieved.

Mu Feng took Mu Rong'er's hand and came to a wall.

''Take a look.'' ‘’

Mu Feng stood in the distance, quietly looking at Mu Rong'er.

Mu Rong'er looked at the wall in front of her blankly, and in an instant, a stream of hot tears came out of her eyes, only to see seven small words written on the wall;

Don't look for me, Mommy loves you!

Especially the last stroke of the running word, as if it was stretched, it can be seen that a person was pulled by a force, but with his hands behind his back on the wall to draw seven words, perhaps in the end of the writing really did not have the strength to resist, resulting in the last stroke being elongated.

For a long time, Mu Rong'er had been kneeling in front of the wall for an hour, her eyes had not blinked once, and the tears were still hanging on her cheeks, which were dry tears, that was bitterness, and that was hatred.

Mu Feng didn't bother Mu Rong'er, just like that, the two stayed here for an afternoon, until it was close to night, Mu Rong'er fainted on the ground with a trace of blood and tears in the corner of her eyes......

Noon the next day;

''Awake?''

Mu Feng suddenly caught a glimpse of Mu Rong'er opening her eyes, smiled, and said.

''Hmm. ’’

Mu Rong'er barely stood up, but she still trembled, Mu Feng hurried to help, but Mu Rong'er blocked it with one hand, signaling that she could.

''I'll do it myself.'' ‘’

Although Mu Rong'er's eyes had regained a glimmer of light, they still had a trace of fragility, and they had obviously not yet come out of the shadows.

Well?

What taste.

Mu Rong'er sniffed his nose, and suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, as if he had found something he loved so much, and rushed into the kitchen quickly.

''Mom, is that you?''

But soon, Mu Rong'er's voice was blocked in her throat.

Looking at the two hot dishes on the stone bench, Mu Rong'er sat directly on the ground, gently picked up a dish with chopsticks, and put it in her mouth tremblingly.

''Mom, that's the taste of Mommy. ‘’

With a dumb voice, Mu Rong'er suddenly burst into tears, a smile rolled up at the corner of her mouth, and she devoured it.

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that he made two side dishes in the morning, and he just wanted to fill his stomach, but he ended up like this by mistake, every time he thought that the food he cooked was so delicious, it could also heal his soul.

Looking at Mu Rong'er who was eating a bowl of rice that swept the remnant clouds, Mu Feng smiled, and looked at Mu Rong'er's pity even more.