Chapter 190

The power of the spirit stones in the demon world seems to have been sucked into Xiaowu's body. He feels that those spirit stones have become unbearable to him, but after he has seen all the spirit stones, almost all of them are dim, but only one has become demon bright and dazzling.

Little five's mind recalled what the old fairy said, and was constantly assuming what would happen in the future. Did he really want to accept the demon force? Isn't he the enemy of monkey, or will he struggle with the power of goblins in the future.

A hurried footsteps ran up from downstairs, and a dozen data documents were placed in front of Xiao Wu.

"Brother, look at these materials. Someone just sent them." Shy flower has a dignified expression.

Little five opened his eyes and saw all the processes he used to help others treat or do things with the power of the wilderness. He was also equipped with video connection and picture matching.

"It seems that this man's mind is very detailed. Who sent it?" Little five asked.

Shy flower took out her mobile phone and took out the photos just taken.

After reading it, Xiao Wu took a deep breath in surprise, because the man he saw in the picture was Huang Bing.

At the end of the material, he found a very interesting pattern. A cat stood on the mouse's head and licked its paws. But the most meaningful thing for Xiaowu is why Huang Bing cares so much about all his things.

Although I feel a little about this woman, her career makes it impossible for me to contact her more deeply, and her thinking and practice are a little different from people. In addition, he and Liang Hua should have her purpose, or her father's purpose, to study biology.

When I think of Liang Hua, I suddenly think of my mother. I saw her file in the archives. It may be that she really has some unspeakable secrets. Coupled with her father, I still don't know who he is or what he looks like. I haven't even seen his young photos. No one in my grandmother's family has mentioned her father.

These problems turned into huge question marks in Xiao Wu's mind. He took out the phone and dialed his mother. What he heard on the phone was the sound of various reagents bubbling in his mother's room.

He made an appointment with his mother to meet in a small restaurant on the outskirts of the city. It was necessary for him to ask his mother about these things face to face, because he felt that there were interesting secrets in his mother.

Xiao Wu didn't drive. He took a taxi to the restaurant. As soon as he got off the bus, he saw his mother waiting at the door. He didn't see his mother for nearly a month.

When I first saw my mother, I found that her eyes were black and her hands were full of dry skin.

"What happened to your hand?" Little five asked.

The mother didn't speak, but hummed: "why do you remember to eat outside and don't go back to eat cucumber scrambled eggs?"

"Er, cucumbers and eggs can only be eaten when their mother makes them. Others don't taste good."

"You have a sweet mouth. As long as you are willing to eat, I will cook it for you all my life."

The mother and son are still so harmonious, but there is a bloated chef sitting at the door of the restaurant. When he sees the mother and son curling their mouths, he looks unhappy when he hears what he just said, and seems to ignore the meaning of smoking in his mouth.

Running out of the restaurant, a young waiter saw Xiao Wu's mother and son and asked, "would you like some noodles or some side dishes?"

"Well! We are... "Xiao Wu was about to say that he had booked a room, but the chef at the door spoke first.

"They want to eat fried eggs with cucumbers. No one wants another bowl of rice." Then he stared at Xiao Wu with such a contemptuous look, threw down his cigarette butts, put on his hat and was ready to go into the kitchen.

Little five ignored him and said to the waiter, "yes, give us a plate of cucumber scrambled eggs and two bowls of rice."

"Cut, it doesn't look like you two can eat something good." The cook went into the kitchen and kept talking nonsense.

Little five Niang's face was black. She looked at it and said nothing.

The waiter kept smiling and asked them to enter the room. As soon as he entered the hall on the first floor, the waiter stopped. He seemed to wait for Xiao Wu to sit down at the scattered table on the first floor.

After all, such small restaurants are private dishes in lvjiang. There are only a few private rooms here. Those who want to eat in private rooms basically have to have a certain amount of consumption, otherwise they will be directly arranged by the waiter to eat at the scattered table.

Little five asked softly, "this little brother, the private room upstairs is full?"

"Er!" The waiter hesitated and looked at the mother and son again. It seemed that he couldn't make up his mind.

The cook added, "when it's full, you two can eat at the door. After eating cucumbers and eggs, we've discussed for a long time."

The cook gossiped again and again. Xiao Wu finally couldn't control his anger. A burst of evil smile appeared on his face. He looked back at his mother.

"Say whatever you want. I don't care about you. I know what you can do now." Little five Niang said.

"Well, as long as my mother speaks, I will speak."

He patted the waiter on the shoulder: "very good. I know how to avoid it. No, it's good. No one can find your fault. I want to ask who your chef is from the boss?"

"Well, he is the chef we hired from the grand hotel."

"Oh? It's not overqualified to condescend to work in such a small place. " Little five then said, "either he is bad, or his craft is bad, but he doesn't seem to be very good at both."

As soon as the cook heard this, he immediately broke the eggs in his hand, threw down the crooked cook's hat on his head, angrily came out and stood in front of Xiao Wu.

The waiter was good at coming and ran over to make things better: "Sir, he didn't mean anything else. Maybe he was in a bad mood these two days and spoke a little smelly."

"Really?" Xiao Wu picked up Zhang San's seat, asked his mother to sit down, asked the waiter to help open a bottle of drink, then sat down and looked up at the cook without saying a word.

The cook really put a face on his nose and scolded, "you just sit here. We are a private restaurant. No dish is cheap. I'm afraid you can't afford it."

Little five nodded, looked at the waiter and claimed to find the boss.

But the waiter wanted to make things easier, but the cook seemed to have a wind and kept scolding Xiao Wu. He had rhinitis. He wiped it directly with his hand and went into the kitchen to start cutting vegetables.

"I don't think you need to find your boss. Call the health supervisor directly. The cook should go to retraining or have a physical examination. Who knows if there is a virus in his nose."