Ma Yan's mother looked at Xia Jian kindly, and she sighed and asked, "My three grandchildren are all grown up! Are they particularly naughty?"

Xia Jian adjusted his mentality and tried his best to calm down. He smiled faintly and said, "It's almost time to go to elementary school, everyone is very naughty. You should go and see them, after all..."

"Hey! Actually, I think too, but over the years, a lot of things have happened."

Ma Yan's mother said, and she couldn't help but look at her daughter, as if she had a hidden secret.

Ma Dongshan quickly coughed and said, "You are so old, don't mention the past. Besides, the child wants Xia Jian to support them and grow up. What can we do after seeing it? So it's better not to read it."

When Xia Jian saw that when they spoke like this, they would soon have no topics. In order to resolve the embarrassment in advance, he stood up and opened his backpack.

He took out two cigarettes, several bottles of delicious canned food, and some supplements. Of course, he also brought a set of skin care products to Ma Yan.

When Xia Jian took out these things, he was very nervous. What if Ma Yan refused?

"It's rare that you are so thoughtful. Actually, I don't smoke much now. But I took it so far away."

Ma Dongshan may also be afraid that his daughter Ma Yan would refuse to accept Xia Jian’s gifts, so he quickly said with a smile.

Ma Yan's mother sighed and said, "This mountain is quite high. It's too tiring to carry so many things up the mountain."

"I'm not tired anymore. I'm also a rural person. When I was a child, I've been hiking into the mountains."

Xia Jian said, and handed the skin care product in his hand to Ma Yan.

Ma Yan was stunned for a moment, but she still took it over. She said expressionlessly: "Living in such a place, you can't use these things at all, but since you have brought it, I'll accept it."

Seeing his daughter like this, Ma Changshan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's getting late, go and cook! I'll talk to Xia Jian."

Ma Yan nodded, then returned to the west room with her skin care products, and after a while she came out, she went into the kitchen.

When Xia Jian saw Ma Yan walking away, he whispered to Ma Dongshan: "Uncle! I know Ma Yan still hates me, but you and aunt shouldn't be like this! Xiping Village is your home."

Ma Dongshan shook his head slightly and said, "Xia Jian! There is no question of who hates anyone between you and Ma Yan. You have broken up peacefully, and you have also given Ma Yan a lot of money. If you want to say it, you can only say that she is in bad luck."

"Yes! If it weren't for some things later, we wouldn't have been like this. But if we think about it carefully, this might be fate, and we have already recognized it."

Ma Yan's mother said softly, with sobs in her voice.

Xia Jian thought for a while and said, "Uncle and aunt, I came here to recognize the way this time, and I would like to ask for your two elders' opinions. Otherwise, let's go back to Xiping! I'll say hello to Murakami, and then build a house for you."

When Ma Dongshan heard this, he laughed and said, "Child! We appreciate your kindness. To be honest, we don't want to go there either."

"Yes! Your uncle and I are going to die here old age. Of course, after we leave, we will see what Ma Yan means, but she probably doesn't want to go out from here in the past two years."

Ma Yan's mother followed Ma Dongshan and said with a very kind smile.

Xia Jian didn't say anything because he knew in his heart that no matter how much he said at this time, the two old men would definitely not agree, so he got up and went to the kitchen.

There were no electrical appliances in the kitchen, and they were cooking or burning firewood. Ma Yan was silly and muttered. It was not until Xia Jian walked to her that she realized.

"You really shouldn't be here. I can say that I have no thanks for your appearance. I even feel that you disturbed our peaceful life."

Ma Yan stopped the movements in her hands, and she looked at Xia Jian with an expressionless face.

Xia Jian let out a long sigh, and he smiled coldly and said, "Ma Yan! You are too selfish. Even if you hate me and don't want to see me again in this life, but if you bring them to such a place, do you think you are worthy of them? You have a good life, but why do you want them to suffer with you?"

Xia Jian couldn't help it, and he finally broke out.

Ma Yan angrily smashed the rolling pin in her hand onto the chopping board. She shouted at the top of her voice: "Xia Jian! You think it's so right. Why do I hate you to hide from you? To be honest, since we divorced, you have nothing in my heart, so there is no saying that you hate you to hide from you."

Ma Yan roared loudly, her face was pale and looked very scary.

"Can you say it well? If not, then don't say it again."

Ma Yan's mother also got angry, but her voice was sad.

Xia Jian let out a long sigh, he calmed himself down for a while, and then he whispered: "I'm sorry! I'm too impulsive. In this way, let's go out from here, whether it's Fuchuan City, Pingdu City, or Xiping Village, we can choose a place to live."

"And what! Let you, the big boss, pay to support me? Do you really think that Ma Yan's face is thicker than the city wall?"

Ma Yan snorted coldly, and she picked up the rolling pin again and started rolling the noodles.

Xia Jian sighed and said, "Even if it's for the sake of the two old people, you have to listen to me. Let's go out to treat the uncle. In addition, I will find a way to install a prosthetic limb for the aunt. I just want the old man to live a better life in his later years."

Ma Yan shook her head and said, "No, I have advised them what you said, but they disagree. Besides, my father's illness is in the late stage, and even if the gods descend to earth, they can't save him. I just want him to leave without pain. As for my mother, she doesn't need any prosthetics."

Xia Jian also wanted to persuade him, but Ma Yan shook her head and said, "Don't say anything. We are good. I teach here. Although there is not much money, it will be enough for the three of us to live."

Xia Jian never expected that Ma Yan would be so stubborn. She didn't seem to be like this before. Could it be that life made her like this?

Xia Jian walked out of the kitchen. He knew that if he continued to say this, he would not think about eating at noon. It would be a trivial matter if he didn't eat, but there were two old people.

He came here to solve the problem, but he couldn't escalate the problem. In this way, it would be better not to come than to come.

After thinking about this question clearly, Xia Jian returned to the small table again. He and Ma Dongshan began to chat, but in short, they were chatting randomly.

As a result, the two old men had smiles on their faces, because after chatting, it was equivalent to spreading salt on their wounds.
Chapter completed!