Quick Travel: After retirement, I was forced to return to the throne of God

"What did you say? You were beaten?!" Hua Moli's startled voice sounded in the living room.

"Shh!" Hua Shi jumped up and covered his mouth, pulling him back to his room, "Don't shout so loudly!"

Hua Moli pulled his hand down and groped around on his body hurriedly, "Are you not hurt? What bastard did this?! Tell my brother to take it out on you!"

"Oh, second brother!" Hua Shi pressed his shoulders and asked him to sit down. "I'm really fine! The boy I helped last time saved me. His name is Mo Qingcheng."

After pulling the person around and confirming that he was indeed uninjured, Hua Moli felt relieved.

"No, brother, didn't you notice that you were uncomfortable?" Hua Moli frowned again.

"Brother, he..."

"Well, you Hua Jinyan, you didn't notice such an important thing..."

"Second brother, listen to me..."

"This Hua Jinyan! I must give him a good beating!"

"Wait! Second brother! Eldest brother..." He has already gone to investigate...

Ah, destroy. Hua Shi fell on the bed exhausted.

"Hua Jinyan!" Hua Moli pushed open the door of the study room aggressively, and Hua Jinyan was handling work.

"What's wrong? Who messed with you?"

"Did you know that you were almost beaten today when you were young?!"

"I know."

"You still...know, know?" Hua Moli was interrupted from casting a spell, and he was stuck for a moment before speaking out, "Do you know you are still so calm?!"

Hua Jinyan looked at him deeply and handed him a document. Hua Moli took it suspiciously and flipped through it casually.

"Mo Qingcheng? Mo Shengze's illegitimate son?"

"I should have told you when I was young, the person he called the police to rescue last time was Mo Qingcheng." Hua Jinyan closed the computer and propped up her chin with her fingers crossed, "Mo Shengze looks down on the two sons of the Mo family. He wants to How could those two guys agree to take Mo Qing back and just make trouble for him everywhere. The group of gangsters last time were found by Mo Jiuye. He saw Xiao Xiao when he called the police, and he wanted to take revenge on Xiao Xiao. "

"Have you done something wrong while doing good things with Shi Bao?" Hua Moli laughed angrily and threw the document on the table, "Brother, we have to vent our anger on Xiao Xiao!"

Hua Jinyan picked up the documents and put them away, "Don't worry, I'm already suppressing the Mo family's industry."

"That's good, but we can't let Shi Bao be wronged! By the way, do parents know?"

"I wasn't allowed to tell my parents when I was young. I was capable of handling it anyway, so I didn't tell them to save them from worrying."

"That's it, that's fine..."

After that day, Hua Shi felt nothing, but Mo Qingcheng discovered that the two people from the Mo family had not come to trouble him for a long time, and even Mo Shengze never came to him again.

However, just think about it, he doesn't want to have any contact with them.

……

Another monthly exam, when the results came out, Ji Yuan and the others dragged him to look at the school rankings. There were many people at the bulletin board, and he felt he couldn't squeeze in.

Xiao Heng asked him to wait aside. Anyway, he knew that he was the best in the school without looking, but they had to squeeze in to take a look.

"It's so crowded, my God!" Ji Yuan's hair was all messed up when she came out. Xu Zilin came out one step ahead of her and handed someone a small comb when she saw her hair was messed up.

"Thank you, Zi Lin!" Ji Yuan asked while combing her hair, "How many are you named?"

Xiao Heng's hearty laughter came out, "I'm in the top 90 this time! !"

"Congratulations!" Hua Shi congratulated.

"No, I have to thank you for helping me with my tutoring!"

"What about you, Zilin?"

"12."

"As expected of one of the top college students in our class~" Ji Yuan hugged her arm and twisted.

"Stop playing tricks, what about you?"

"Hey, add 1 to the front of your ranking, 112!"

"Not bad, Ji Yuan has improved a lot compared to last time?" Hua Shi was a little surprised. If he remembered correctly, Ji Yuan seemed to have just finished among the top 150 in the last monthly exam.

"That's right! This is all thanks to my own son Lin!" Ji Yuan put his hand around Xu Zilin's neck, as if the two brothers were good friends, and Xu Zilin rarely pushed away this time.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Hua Shi went to check his ranking. Not surprisingly, he was still number one.

Before leaving, he glanced at the entire list and saw a familiar name near the end.

No. 397, Mo Qingcheng.

There are a total of 435 students in the whole grade.

Hua Shi frowned, he was already in his third year of high school, and his grades...

"Take time! Let's go, it's time to go to class!"

"coming!"

……

Although he felt that he might be a bit nosy, but...

"Hello, classmate, I'm looking for Mo Qingcheng. Is he there?"

Hua Shi saw the other person's expression changing again and again, and couldn't help but ask, "Is it inconvenient?"

"No, no... are you really looking for Mo Qingcheng?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"No, it's nothing... I'll call for you."

"thank you."

After spending some time observing, I felt like they were afraid of Mo Qingcheng?

"It's you? Why are you looking for me?"

Mo Qingcheng was sleeping on his desk. When he heard someone shouting, he wanted to get angry, but when he looked up and saw Hua Shi standing outside the door, the anger inexplicably subsided again.

"Didn't you save me last time? I want to repay you."

"Tsk, didn't you say it's even?"

Mo Qingcheng was 185cm tall, and being stared at by those sharp eyes, Hua Shi felt a sense of oppression for no reason.

"I..." Hua Shi suddenly had nothing to say. After all, they had only met twice, and they were not even friends. He didn't seem qualified to criticize others' achievements.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"Sorry for disturbing you……"

Looking at the young man's leaving figure, Mo Qingcheng was confused for a while, but felt a little disappointed in his heart.

Rubbing his head irritably, he turned around and went back to the classroom, only to be met with several pairs of peeking eyes when he turned around.

"What are you looking at?!"

The crowd dispersed in a flash.

……

Pushing open the somewhat rusty iron door, there was a streetlight on the side of the road - it was specially reserved for him by Zhang's mother, and it was like this every day.

Mo Qingcheng walked into the room quietly, where Zhang's mother was still sitting under the lamp writing something.

"Mama Zhang, I'm back."

The older woman turned around, took the schoolbag from his shoulder, and brought him to the sofa with a smile on her face to sit down.

"I've been coming back later and later lately. I have a heavy study load, right? Come on, Zhang Ma has left a midnight snack for you. Eat it while it's hot!"

Mo Qing took the bowl of wontons that were still hot and ate them quietly.

His mother died when he was ten years old, and she never waited for the man to come back to pick them up. Later he was sent to this orphanage.

This is not a public welfare organization, it is run by Zhang Ma alone. Her son died early and did not leave her a grandson. It was useless for her to guard the property left by her son, so she opened this orphanage and gave these orphans a home.

"Oops, I forgot that there are still warm eggs in the pot. You eat while I go get them for you!"

After Zhang Ma left, Mo Qingcheng looked at the paper on the table, which was filled with the expenditure and use of every money.

Although the money left by Ma Zhang’s son is not small, he has been unable to make ends meet for so many years. Although there will be donations, it will not last long...

"Come on, Xiao Cheng, eat the eggs."

"……it is good."

"Go to bed early after eating. Just put the bowl on the table. I'll clean it up tomorrow. You, the most important thing now is to study hard..."

"Yes, I know. Mom Zhang, go and have a rest. Don't you have to get up early tomorrow?"

"Hey, okay, you should go to bed early."

"okay."

……

Mo Qingcheng stood by the window for a long time, the cold wind hitting his face with a bit of piercing pain.

What can he do? Reading...?

One more year, maybe...

The figure of Hua Shi suddenly appeared in his mind.