Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan and Li Qinghan accidentally kissed, and when they kissed, they both fell into fantasy...
"Yue'er?" Qiao Yu thought for a moment and shook his head, "Nothing's wrong, sister Qinghan, is there anyone Quanzi likes?"
Li Qinghan said uncertainly: "I don't think it's sister Qiao Yu. Do you remember that Quan Zi cried so much because of the breakup of the engagement with the Zhang family?"
Qiao Yu nodded: "Yes, at the beginning of the year, I came all the way back from Ningyuan to comfort Quanzi for several days!"
Li Qinghan said: "Logically speaking... Ma Xiaoquan should like the eldest daughter of the Zhang family very much, but guess what... Zhang Tianhao of the Zhang family brought Miss Zhang to the house last time
, he is lukewarm towards others!"
"No way?" Qiao Yu said in surprise, "How is it possible? Quanzi told me when he cried to me that time that he has loved the eldest daughter of the Zhang family for the rest of his life. How is it possible?"
Li Qinghan shrugged his shoulders: "I was wondering too, so I asked you if you have ever heard of a woman named Yue'er."
"Yue'er?" Qiao Yu thought as he picked up the Yi Ya orange in the fruit plate, took a small sip and said, "It really sounds like a woman's name, but just based on Yi Yue'er, sister Qinghan,
I’m afraid this goal is a bit big.”
Li Qinghan said: "Otherwise, sister, you can find a chance to ask Ma Xiaoquan who this month is?"
Qiao Yu nodded: "That's fine."
...
After some careful decoration, the Ma family courtyard was finally decorated.
During the Chinese New Year, the Han people firstly post couplets, secondly hang up lanterns, and thirdly, arrange some other affairs according to their own needs.
In Ma's courtyard, Ma Xiaoquan stood quietly, breathing in the cool air in the courtyard.
Outside Ma's house, I could occasionally hear the sound of firecrackers. I don't know which family's naughty children were playing mischievously with firecrackers.
Ma Xiaoquan closed his eyes tightly and took a few deep breaths. Although he also experienced the New Year in the late Han Dynasty, it was not this time.
Living in the Ming Dynasty, I feel the feeling of the approaching New Year, but it has a unique charm.
"The first generation head of the family..." Mrs. Ma suddenly stepped forward and called softly.
Ma Xiaoquan opened his eyes, turned to look at Mrs. Ma, nodded slightly and said, "Grandma, what's the matter?"
Mrs. Ma chuckled: "My servant reported that your father...oh no, my son will be here soon."
"Oh, really? Okay, then I'll get ready. By the way, grandma, what should I pay attention to when I see him?"
Mrs. Ma really couldn't tell. One was her own son, and the other was the first-generation head of the Ma family. She had no idea what to ask the first-generation head of the family to pay attention to.
Seeing that his grandma was silent, Ma Xiaoquan could only give up temporarily and take one step at a time.
"The first-generation head of the family, there is one more thing..."
"There's something else, what's the matter?"
Mrs. Ma said: "My daughter-in-law..."
"Daughter-in-law?" Ma Xiaoquan interrupted, "Isn't that Fourth Young Master Ma's mother? Grandma, didn't you say before that your daughter-in-law died of illness?"
Mrs. Ma sighed: "Hey, I'm all lying to you. In fact, she is still alive, but in poor health."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Since you are alive, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Mrs. Ma smiled bitterly and said: "This matter is mentioned because Zhi'er is the eldest grandson of the Ma family, Ma Zhi, who is also Li Qinghan's first husband..."
Mrs. Ma briefly described the past to Ma Xiaoquan. After listening, Ma Xiaoquan finally understood Mrs. Ma's painstaking efforts.
"So there is still something like this. Well, I understand. It's just grandma. When you go home this time, will your daughter-in-law come back?"
Mrs. Ma nodded: "Yes!"
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a moment, and suddenly a bold idea came to his mind.
"Grandma...if I said, I want to try to heal your daughter-in-law, would you be willing?"
"Really?" Mrs. Ma was obviously excited, "First...first-generation head of the family, are you telling the truth?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "I said that I am also a member of the Ma family and I should contribute to the Ma family. Besides, according to the illness you described grandma, it does not seem to be an incurable disease."
"Okay, okay," Mrs. Ma said three times in a row, "That's great. The first-generation head of the family is here, I feel at ease."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and shook his head. This grandma sometimes feels like a child, haha...
...
While they were chatting, the door of Ma's house suddenly rang rhythmically.
Ma Tong was about to open the door, but Ma Xiaoquan stopped him and pointed at him, meaning that he would open the door.
Ma Tong nodded, stepped aside, and motioned for Ma Xiaoquan to come.
With a "creak" sound, the door opened.
There are three men standing at the door. The one standing in the middle has a beard and a square face with a majestic air. Behind the man, two young armored men are standing on the left and right.
The person on the left has a long scar on his face, while the person on the right keeps smiling at Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan quickly glanced at the appearance of the three men in front of him. Between his eyebrows, the two young men behind him looked very similar to the bearded man in front. Yes, they should be Father Ma, Second Young Master Ma, and Third Young Master Ma.
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Behind the three men, there was a carriage parked.
The horse neighed lowly, and then two children jumped out of the carriage.
"Fourth Uncle" and the two children saw Ma Xiaoquan and ran over happily, hugging Ma Xiaoquan's left and right thighs.
Ma Xiaoquan laughed and picked up the two children one by one.
The bearded man was slightly stunned, laughed, and stepped forward to pat Ma Xiaoquan on the shoulder: "You brat, I haven't seen you for a while, but you have gained a lot of strength, haven't you?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "Dad, second brother, third brother, we are now royal guards, and we have a small token given by the emperor, hehe."
Second Young Master Ma stepped forward, took the two children from Ma Xiaoquan's hands, put them down, and ordered: "Go, go in and find your mother."
The younger girl said coquettishly: "Daddy, why don't you go in with us?"
Second Young Master Ma lovingly kissed his daughter on the face: "Daddy and your fourth uncle have something to say, so we'll go in later."
"Oooh, ooh, let's go find mother." The two children happily jumped into the door of Ma's house.
