【1322】Widow's front door is much right and wrong (8)
& Summary of the previous chapter: Hua Yue asked Ma Xiaoquan to live in the same room with her...
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little incredible. Hua Yue once told him that she had never experienced human affairs in her whole life, but just now she said that she wanted to help him...
"Ahem!" Ma Xiaoquan coughed twice in embarrassment and said: "Yue'er, how do you...how do you know about masturbating with whisks...Generally speaking, you haven't gotten married for this kind of thing.
I don’t know…”
Hua Yue lowered her head, and Ma Xiaoquan couldn't see her expression, but judging from her voice, she was actually very shy.
"I often help my family with their business, so I have seen a lot and heard a lot..."
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned again: "What? Have you seen it?"
Hua Yue hummed.
"Oh no, haven't you? Have you seen this before?"
Hua Yue said sheepishly: "Well, so I probably know how to do it. Ma Xiaoquan, if you are really panicking, just... I will..."
Ma Xiaoquan quickly refused: "This won't work, and I'm embarrassed about it. Besides, Yue'er, this matter... I have to do it myself..."
Hua Yue shook her head: "My dad said it feels different..."
Ma Xiaoquan was speechless. What kind of father is this? What kind of family is this? Why do you feel so dirty?
"Well, Yue'er, actually I didn't think much about it. Don't worry, I'll go out and have a round of boxing, so I probably won't think about it anymore." After that, Ma Xiaoquan walked outside the house without looking back, and started punching randomly.
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It's just... no matter how hard Ma Xiaoquan fights, he can't calm down anymore. What should I do tonight, damn it.
At this moment, a subordinate suddenly ran over in a panic. When he saw Ma Xiaoquan, he immediately knelt down.
"My lord...it's not good..." his subordinate panted, "He...Henan and...Fu..."
....Two factions in Fujian...are fighting...fighting."
Ma Xiaoquan felt happy in his heart, it was great, if the two factions fought, he could escape Huayue.
But... Ma Xiaoquan felt a little regretful at the same time. To be honest, he was a little tempted by what Hua Yue said just now.
"What's going on? Why did the fight start?"
"Little... I don't know..."
Hua Yue heard the sound and walked out of the bedroom: "What's wrong?"
Ma Xiaoquan turned his head and said: "Two factions in Henan and Fujian are fighting. It's so late, why are they still causing trouble? Well, Yue'er, I have to go and see..."
"Then I'll go with you"
Ma Xiaoquan flatly refused: "No, no, no, you rest, you're tired too, a bunch of big men can't do anything good, it's not convenient for you to go."
Hua Yue didn't insist, but nodded a little disappointedly.
Ma Xiaoquan did not dare to look at Hua Yue. He directly said to his subordinate: "Lead the way."
"yes"
...
Within the Cao Gang, people from the Fujian and Henan factions were in a tense confrontation. The two factions had various tools in their hands: forks, wooden sticks, and ropes. Some of them also held several homemade "weapons."
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"Huang Tianhu, if you don't give us an explanation today, we won't be finished today."
"Humph, Jiang Batian, how capable do you think your Fujian faction is? Let me tell you, I, Huang Tianhu, really played with your woman. Not only did I play, I also made her pregnant...
..Tsk, Huang Tianhu, your kid’s stuff is not good, but your woman comes to my place to play, what’s wrong? Aren’t you convinced?”
"You, Huang Tianhu, I will fuck your mother"
At the moment when the two groups were about to take action, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly appeared and shouted: "Stop!"
The two groups were stunned and looked behind them, only to see Ma Xiaoquan standing behind them with a serious expression.
The people from the two factions in Fujian and Henan are not stupid. They fought in front of the chief steward. This is not a willful act. If the chief steward investigates this matter in depth, even the backers behind him will be beyond their reach.
Ma Xiaoquan came closer and saw the leaders of the Fujian and Henan factions glaring at each other. The leader of the Henan faction was better. Judging from his expression, it seemed that he had taken advantage of something, while the leader of the Fujian faction was stunned.
It seemed like he was going to eat the other person alive.
"What's wrong? What are you doing?" Ma Xiaoquan said sternly.
In front of Ma Xiaoquan, the chief steward, the faction leaders still had to give him face. No matter what, the chief steward was a member of the imperial court.
"Sir, this bastard Huang Tianhu has played with my woman," the leader of the Fujian faction pointed at Huang Tianhu, the leader of the Henan faction.
"Oh?" Ma Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows, turned around and asked the leader of the Henan faction, "Huang Tianhu, is this true?"
Huang Tianhu didn't mean to hide anything, he straightened his chest and said carelessly: "Sir, if people in the Ming Dynasty don't do secret things, it's just me. Humph, that's not because Jiang Batian has nothing to do with football."
"Huang Tianhu, I fucked your grandma, please say it again..."
"That's enough." Ma Xiaoquan raised his eyebrows and said, "Jiang Batian, if you don't like your woman, you have to shoulder this responsibility, right?"
"Sir, even if I am not optimistic, it is not Huang Tianhu's turn to play. Besides, that little bitch is pregnant with Huang Tianhu's seed. Hum, I will soak him in the pig cage as soon as I get back."
"Jiang Batian, how dare you?" Huang Tianhu said angrily.
Ma Xiaoquan clapped his hands twice: "Okay, stop arguing. I thought it was something. I was arguing for a long time because of a woman. Well, in this way, I don't care how you make trouble, but don't make trouble in Caogang. We will start work tomorrow.
Well, to give me, the general manager, some face, even if you get a bloody head outside, I don’t care what you think?"
The leaders of the two factions looked at each other, and Jiang Batian said first: "Okay, then I will listen to you, Huang Tianhu, if you have the ability, let's go out and challenge each other."
"Huh, just go and I'm afraid you won't make it"
The two groups left in a clamor, but no one said goodbye to Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and was about to leave when Fang Yun suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"Fang Yun, what, why are you here?"
Fang Yun nodded and said respectfully: "Sir, my subordinates also came here after hearing the words. I didn't expect that you are here too. Sir, you were so domineering just now..."
After all, Fang Yun had stayed in Jinyiwei, and he was quite good at flattering others. Although Ma Xiaoquan was not that kind of person, it was always very comfortable to be flattered like this.
"Okay, okay..." It wasn't until Ma Xiaoquan couldn't bear the photo taken by Fang Yun that Ma Xiaoquan stopped him and said, "Just tell me why you're so late?"
Fang Yun said respectfully: "Sir, I would like to suggest that we take this opportunity to fan the flames... to make the two factions even more discord..."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly and said: "Your idea is good, but you can't do it too obviously..."
Fang Yun naturally understood the meaning of Ma Xiaoquan's words, and he quickly expressed his loyalty: "Don't worry, my lord, I will handle the rest of the matter. Just listen to the good news."
Ma Xiaoquan hummed and patted Fang Yun on the shoulder: "Fang Yun, you are very good, go ahead and do it."
After receiving Ma Xiaoquan's approval, Fang Yun was naturally very happy: "Thank you, sir. I'll go right now."
"Um"
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After settling the matter between the two factions, Ma Xiaoquan thought that he should go back to the study and go to bed, so that he would not have to face Hua Yue.
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan took two detours and went back to the study.
As soon as the door opened, unexpectedly Hua Yue was waiting for him in the study.
Ma Xiaoquan said depressedly: "Yue'er, what are you doing..."
Hua Yue smiled and said: "I know you have to go back to the study after dealing with the two factions, so I came here."
"It's so late, please go back to sleep..."
Hua Yue shook her head: "Please stay with me and let's chat, okay?"
Hearing that it was a chat, Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Okay."
Hua Yue said thoughtfully: "I figured it out, Ma Xiaoquan, if you want me, I can do it, but you can't let me down."
Ma Xiaoquan sighed in his heart, my dear sister Yue, I really don't think that way. You are putting a curse on me and tempting me again.
That night, Ma Xiaoquan and Hua Yue chatted for a long time, but the two of them did nothing...
The next day... Ma Xiaoquan finished washing and saw Hua Yue arranging the clothes he was going to wear. He felt a little embarrassed and said, "Yue'er, I just went to see Chen Xiaoxiao. It's not so formal, right?"
Hua Yue smiled and shook his head: "You forgot, you said last night that you were going to call Niu San."
"Oh, by the way, how's it going with Chen Xiaoxiao?"
Hua Yue said: "I have already said it, I think that Niu San should be so happy that he almost fainted now."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Yue'er, you are really a good housekeeper."
Hua Yue blushed and threw her coat to Ma Xiaoquan: "Go and change it quickly, don't waste time"
"good"
...
In the small pavilion at Chen Xiaoxiao's house, Chen Xiaoxiao was playing the piano alone, but for some reason, her heart couldn't calm down.
A few days ago, the wife of Ma San, the general manager of Salt Transport, came to see her and chatted with her for a long time. Chen Xiaoxiao liked that lady very much because her manners were very elegant and she looked like a lady from a famous family.
Chen Xiaoxiao used to be a geisha. According to her experience, if a woman is elegant, then the men around her must be so too.
After thinking about it, the sound of Chen Xiaoxiao's piano became a little messy.
At this moment, the maid suddenly came to report that Master Ma and his wife, the director of salt transportation, were here.
Chen Xiaoxiao stopped playing the piano, stood up quickly, and went to the door to greet him.
As soon as the courtyard door opened, Chen Xiaoxiao saw Ma Xiaoquan. Of course, Ma Xiaoquan at this time was the general manager of salt transportation, Mr. Ma Sanma.
