"Old Mao, wait a minute..."
At this, everyone in the restaurant, whether they were eating or chatting, stood up and quickly stopped the angry... no, the furious Master Mao.
"Lao Mao, calm down. Is there some misunderstanding? Don't hit him..."
"Yes, your Xiangling is still sick. If something happens to you, who will take care of her..."
"You idiot, can't you speak properly!"
It would have been better if that person hadn't mentioned Xiangling, but as soon as Xiangling was mentioned, Master Mao started struggling again.
"Don't stop me, I'm going to beat this brat to death..."
"Calm down, Lao Mao, calm down..."
While they were trying to persuade Master Mao, several more people came to check on Jiang Mu's condition.
"Young man, are you alright...?"
"Cough cough..." He struggled to get up from the ground, coughed a few times, and shook his head.
"I...cough cough, I'm fine..."
"Young man, don't blame Master Mao. He's always been a friendly person. It's just that his daughter hasn't been feeling well lately, so she might be a bit irritable..."
"Yes, young man, don't take it to heart..."
"Hehe...cough cough cough cough..."
Jiang Mu coughed a few more times and smiled kindly at the people around him.
"It's okay, I know, Uncle Mao is a good person..."
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With everyone's persuasion, Master Mao's anger gradually subsided. Looking at Jiang Mu walking slowly over, Master Mao's face twitched, and he shook his hand.
"You bastard, get out of here! For everyone's sake, I won't lay a hand on you today, but don't even think about setting foot in Wanmin Hall again!"
“Uncle Mao, I…” Jiang Mu said with a wry smile.
"Get out of here now!"
Master Mao's face hardened, and he shouted.
"Young man, hurry up and go..." a neighbor urged.
"Yes, if you're really interested, you can come later when Lao Mao is in a better mood..."
Jiang Mu didn't speak, but glanced at Master Mao, bowed deeply to him, then walked out of Wanmin Hall, looked around, and sat down right by the entrance of Wanmin Hall...
Seeing this, Master Mao just snorted and ignored him, instead turning to the stove to continue cooking...
"This..." The people who had tried to mediate exchanged glances, but didn't say anything more. They all quietly returned to their seats, finished their meals, and then quietly left...
Time slipped by little by little, and before we knew it, it was evening...
Gradually, fewer and fewer people came to Wanmintang to eat. The guests left in twos and threes, and finally, Wanmintang returned to its tranquility...
After finishing his tidying up, Master Mao came out, looked at Jiang Mu who was still waiting quietly in the same spot, snorted, and slammed the door of Wanmintang shut.
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The streets were deserted, devoid of any human presence, and Jiang Mu's consciousness gradually faded...
"Lulu lulu~~~"
Suddenly, Jiang Mu felt something pat him.
Forcing himself to stay alert, Jiang Mu's spirits lifted, and right in front of him was Guoba's familiar big face...
"Lululu~~~~~"
Upon seeing Jiang Mu, Guoba seemed quite excited and waved to him repeatedly.
“Pot…pot crust…” Jiang Mu grinned bitterly.
"I'm so sorry, Xiangling, you must be having a very difficult time lately..."
Upon hearing this, Guoba immediately became alert. After looking around to make sure Master Mao hadn't noticed, it walked forward a short distance, then looked at Jiang Mu and waved its two little hands...
"You... want me to come over?"
"Rumble rumble!!!!"
Guoba nodded vigorously. Seeing this, Jiang Mu didn't hesitate. He pushed himself up with both hands and stood up unsteadily, slowly walking to Guoba's side.
Let's go.
"Lulu lulu~~~"
Upon hearing this, Guoba nodded and slowly walked forward along the corner of the wall.
Seeing this, Jiang Mu followed suit and slowly walked forward...
During this time, Jiang Mu almost fell again, and Guoba even turned around, raised a short little finger, and made a shushing gesture...
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Soon, the man and the rice crackers arrived at the back door of Wanmintang...
This is… Jiang Mu narrowed his eyes. If he remembered correctly, this should be the back door of Xiang Ling's private kitchen…
"You brought me here, is it...?" Jiang Mu looked at Guoba and asked in confusion.
Upon hearing this, Guoba waved his hand, signaling Jiang Mu to follow him.
Seeing this, Jiang Mu had no choice but to do as he was told.
Following the familiar route, Jiang Mu was led by Guoba to a wooden door, his movements unsteady.
“Where is this…” Jiang Mu looked at Guoba, and a thought flashed through his mind.
"Rumble rumble~~~" Guoba put his hands on his hips and looked at Jiang Mu with a smug look on his face, as if he was showing off something.
"Gulp~" Jiang Mu subconsciously swallowed. If he wasn't mistaken, this... should be Xiang Ling's room...
Is Guoba's actions a case of inviting trouble? Or did he deliver a brilliant backstab to Master Mao?
With a nervous heart, Jiang Mu slowly pushed open the door.
The room was simply furnished with basic necessities, just the most elaborate decorations, which perfectly matched Jiang Mu's impression of Xiangling.
She is solely focused on culinary skills and has no interest in other items such as jewelry.
"This is..." Jiang Mu was stunned when he saw a small box on the table. It was the camera that Jiang Mu had given to Xiang Ling...
Despite all these days, the camera is still shiny and free of a speck of dust...
"Is it really worth going to this extent for someone like me who has already been forgotten..." Jiang Mu murmured bitterly.
Then, Jiang Mu took a few steps forward and came to Xiang Ling's bedside.
Under the bright moonlight, one could see Xiangling sleeping peacefully on the bed, but her swollen eyes revealed the torment she had endured before falling asleep, and on her fair cheeks, one could faintly see dried tear stains...
"You've really gone through a lot of trouble..."
Jiang Mu reached out, wanting to stroke Xiang Ling's face, but as if afraid of disturbing the girl's peaceful sleep, he quietly lowered his hand and just watched the sleeping little one quietly.
"Oh, right..."
Jiang Mu quickly reached out his hand, and suddenly one of the slots in the system space became empty, while a pool of powder shimmering with golden light appeared in Jiang Mu's hand...
"The system said that using this will allow you to regain your memories..."
As Jiang Mu spoke, he tilted his palm slightly, and the powder slowly flowed down, dissipating gradually upon contact with Xiang Ling's face...
Xiangling's expression suddenly became complicated... even painful...
Jiang Mu watched Xiang Ling nervously. After a moment, Xiang Ling's expression softened, and she slowly opened her eyes...
The moment Xiangling saw Jiang Mu, her pupils suddenly shrank!
Then, tears slowly streamed down my face...
"You've finally come..."
"elder brother……"
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