Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 16
The day after Mo Changsheng rescued his parents, his mother Wen Liya recovered.

The meeting of mother and child is another rebirth after a catastrophe, and the scene can be imagined without mentioning it.

"I knew that my parents were not ordinary people. How could ordinary people be safe and sound with a high fever of more than 40 degrees?"

Mo Changsheng recalled the scene of explaining his situation to Wen Liya that day, and was very speechless about his mother's ability to accept it.

Wen Liya actually accepted the nonsense that Mo Changsheng himself did not believe without the slightest doubt, and even said the above words with a complacent and proud attitude.

"Dad, we can get out of this mountain forest tonight. Should we go home directly, or go back after resting overnight."

With Mo Changsheng leading the way, of course it doesn't take too much time.

"Let's rest for one night. These people have suffered a lot with us. I'm really sorry if I don't thank them."

Without hesitation, Mo Cheng made a direct decision.

Everything was expected, and the group walked out of the forest that night.

Because they wanted to stay overnight, Mo Changsheng didn't leave alone with his parents, so they didn't leave the desolate Gobi until night, and found a nearby village to stay overnight.

Early the next morning, the locals helped find a bus, and they finally returned to Urum City at around ten o'clock.

"It's hard work for everyone this time. This is a little kindness from someone Mo. I hope you don't feel too little."

In a private room of a four-star hotel in Urum City, Mo Cheng took out a thick stack of hundred-yuan bills and put them on the dining table.

"Boss Mo, what are you doing? You have already given us 50 yuan before, how can we take your money again. And you are the father of the messenger of the gods, so we want to return the original money to you."

An old herbal picker repeatedly waved his hands and refused, and the others followed suit.

They had already regarded Mo Changsheng as the messenger of the God of Tianshan, and they refused to ask for money from the messenger's father.

Looking at his father's eyes asking for help, Mo Changsheng slowly stood up and said loudly: "You guys accept it, and treat it as a gift from the gods to his believers."

Those people looked at each other, stood up respectfully, bowed to Mo Changsheng, and accepted the extra thank you fee from Mo Cheng.

In the first class cabin of a plane bound for Chengdu, Wen Liya quietly unzipped her backpack.

"Mom, how did you bring it in? Didn't you say it was going to be stuffed in the pet warehouse?"

Mo Changsheng stared blankly at the little white wolf in Wen Liya's bag, and asked in amazement.

Sure enough, Mo Changsheng guessed it. Ever since Wen Liya saw the little white wolf, she was completely captured by the snow-white and tender little white wolf. She couldn't bear to let go even if Mo Changsheng told her the truth about the little white wolf. identity.

"What do you know? Xiaobai is still so young, how could he fit him into a small dark box by himself."

Wen Liya took out a baby bottle and stuffed it into the little thing's mouth like a thief, watching the little white wolf sucking on the pacifier desperately, gave Mo Changsheng an angry look and said:

"Xiaobai's nanny is left in the mountains, and you don't know how to feed him some milk. If I didn't think about it, the little thing would be very hungry."

Mo Changsheng touched his nose in embarrassment. He is a big man, how could he think so much.

Wen Liya leaned close to Mo Changsheng's ear mysteriously and said, "Money can make ghosts turn the clock, son, learn a little bit."

Mo Changsheng nodded wildly with a face of cold sweat.

Mo Cheng looked at his wife as if he had returned to the time before Mo Changsheng had a strange disease, became cheerful again, even a little weird, and smiled with relief.

Presumably no one in the store would have imagined that their unsmiling female boss would have such a mischievous personality when she was young.

Now that his son's health is completely recovered, the Mo family finally doesn't have to worry about being left behind. As long as the business of Tianxian Restaurant continues to be good, their family's life will definitely be more and more prosperous.

What's more, with his own craftsmanship and ancestral medicinal food, is it still necessary to worry about the bad business of Tianxian Restaurant?
Now that it's summer vacation, the restaurant must be very busy, but it's hard for Qingyan. Fortunately, she and Changsheng finally have something to look forward to.

Rongcheng, Tianxian Restaurant.

Mo Cheng guessed wrong, the current Tianxian Restaurant's business is not good at all, or it should be said that there is no business at all.

It was time for lunch at this time, and it was completely different from the lively and noisy scene in the past. There was not a single real customer in Tianxian Restaurant.

Why talk about real guests?
Wen Qingyan looked at the dozens of bald men in the lobby on the first floor, and was so angry that she was about to cry.

There are more than forty dining tables in the quaint first-floor lobby of Tianxian Restaurant. At this time in the past, every table was full of diners.

However, at this moment, although there is a "guest" sitting on each table, Wen Qingyan sincerely hopes that these "guests" will not come.

These "guests" are all big bald men covered in flesh. They are all shirtless at the moment, with fierce tattoos on their bodies, and some of them have obvious scars on their bodies.

From the second day after Li Huairen left, they came to Tianxian Restaurant to "eat" every day.

But each of them occupied a table, ordered a plate of the cheapest vegetarian stir-fried vegetables, and sat for a whole day.

Ordinary people dare not come to eat when they see this posture, even if someone comes in occasionally, they will scare them away.

But in a few days, the business of Tianxian Restaurant has plummeted, and today there is not even a single business.

"Shopkeeper Wen, why don't we call the police!"

A head waiter at Tianxian Restaurant suggested to Wen Qingyan in a low voice.

"What do you say to the police? They don't beat or smash or renege on their debts, and the police can't arrest people casually, right?"

Wen Qingyan shook her head, and replied with a heavy heart.

"Don't we, Mr. Mo, have a good relationship with Director Chen and Director Li? Why don't we ask them to come forward and drive these people away?"

Another foreman suggestion.

Wen Qingyan smiled wryly, the water inside is so deep, those people are so smart, they already knew the way inside, how could they just intervene casually?
Wen Qingyan rubbed her temples vigorously, and said with a worried face: "It's good as it is now, but what I'm more worried about is whether they will use more despicable methods."

Others didn't understand, what else could these people do, could it be that they dared to do something bad in broad daylight.

"Then what should we do? We can't just sit like this, can we?"

A waiter in a private room wearing a green cheongsam said angrily with a sad face.

Wen Qingyan woke up suddenly, and remembered that she was the backbone of other people. Others can panic but she can't panic, so she quickly pulled herself together, clapped her hands hard a few times, and after attracting everyone's attention, she said confidently:

"Don't worry, everyone. I have a way to solve this matter. But I have to wait a few more days for someone to come back."

"Is it Mr. Mo coming back? Or old shopkeeper Wen?"

"Really? Great!"

Seeing that everyone regained their confidence, Wen Qingyan quietly turned around and whispered to herself: "Changsheng, you can definitely help my sister solve this matter, right?"

(End of this chapter)