"Haha..." Dongfang Haoran smiled: "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? If I let you out, will you come back?"
"I will definitely come back. I have always been a very trustworthy person. If you don't believe it, I can make a contract for you... Oh, you probably don't understand the word contract. What... a contract, yes, I can
I made a contract with you. If I don't come back, you will send someone out to catch me, or you can directly send someone out with me... If you still don't believe it, I can swear it, swear it poisonously..." Ma Xiaoyao quickly said
said.
Dongfang Haoran waved his hand: "Put away your dirty tricks, I will never believe you!"
"Am I thinking about your copycat?" Ma Xiaoyao said anxiously: "My ability alone is not enough..."
"Of course I know that you are not capable enough on your own." Dongfang Haoran curled his lips: "I am already fifty years old this year, and I have only a few years to live... Actually, what I want to do is very simple. First, help my daughter find a good one.
Destination, secondly, while I am alive, I will find a way to revitalize the cottage. As for the future... I am very open-minded. I only care about things during my lifetime. As for what will the cottage become like when I die? That is not the case.
I can take care of it now, so let’s just leave it to the next village leader to worry about.”
"You...are so open-minded..." Ma Xiaoyao's face twitched several times, and then the corners of his mouth began to twitch again. His mood at this moment...can no longer be described in words.
"Okay, I don't have time to chat with you here." Dongfang Haoran waved his hand impatiently: "Hurry up and make a choice. Do you want to live? Or do you want to die? If you want to live, just do what I say. If you want to die,
I will help you now!"
what to do?
What should I do?
Ma Xiaoyao frowned more and more. If he refused, he would be dead. If he agreed... not only would he lose his freedom, but he would also have to be a stallion for the rest of his life... Ma Xiaoyao had never been so depressed in his whole life. What the hell is this called?
What a matter!
I thought I was lucky enough to have escaped death and saved my life, but before Ma Xiaoyao could be happy for too long, a basin of cold water was poured on his head. Not to mention the feeling of depression, anguish, and aggrievedness.
After pondering for a long time, Ma Xiaoyao reluctantly made a decision. In order to survive, he could only agree first, and then slowly look for opportunities to escape from here. What if the pistol was not missing? He threatened Dongfang Haoran with the pistol.
, If you don’t let me go, I will blow your head off. Unfortunately, the pistol has been lost...lost? Ma Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows. The pistol was not taken away by Dongfang Haoran, right? Originally, Ma Xiaoyao thought that the black gold dagger was also lost.
, but later it was discovered that the black gold dagger was in Dongfang Haoran's hand... Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoyao hurriedly asked Dongfang Haoran: "Have you seen... uh... such a big, black thing?"
"What? I didn't see it!" Dongfang Haiyang frowned: "Stop interrupting and answer me quickly!"
It seems that the pistol is indeed lost... Ma Xiaoyao sighed: "Do I have a choice? I promise you, but I have a condition. I must wait until I recover from my injury before I can marry your daughter...
…My body is very weak now and I can’t bear the torture…”
"Hahaha... That's natural. From now on, you will be my son-in-law. I will give you the best treatment and ensure that you recover from your injuries in the shortest time. Haha..." Hearing Ma
Xiaoyao agreed, and Dongfang Haoran suddenly laughed happily: "Okay, you have a good rest, I will come see you in the evening, haha... Today is really a good day, haha..." After comforting Ma Xiaoyao for a few words,
Dongfang Haoran left the house happily. Before leaving, he took Ma Xiaoyao's black gold dagger with him.
"Alas..." Ma Xiaoyao looked at the roof and sighed helplessly: "Why is my life so miserable?"
In the evening, Dongfang Haoran brought his precious daughter. When he saw Dongfang Haoran's precious daughter, Ma Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly widened and his mouth opened wide with shock on his face.
Dongfang Haoran's daughter has a very awesome name, called "Dongfang Ba Dao". Just by listening to the name, you can imagine how powerful this woman is. Not only is the name awesome, but she also looks... awesome, with a big braid and a wide forehead.
, small eyes, big nose, thick lips, chubby face covered with freckles, dark skin, wearing a blue jacket on the upper body, a pink belt around the waist, with bows on both ends of the belt, and wearing
Wearing a pair of coarse cloth trousers and a pair of red cloth shoes, her figure is quite slender, probably about 1.7 meters tall. After describing it for a long time, I finally came to the conclusion: This woman is really ugly! She simply doesn’t look like her.
A woman!
Seeing Ma Xiaoyao staring straight at her without even blinking, Dongfang Baodao was very dissatisfied. She glared at Ma Xiaoyao fiercely and pursed her thick lips: "What are you looking at! I've never seen a beautiful woman before.
!" This oriental domineering figure doesn't look very good, but her speaking voice is very clear and pleasant. If you close your eyes and listen to the voice, you will definitely think that she is a big beauty. Unfortunately, when you open your eyes... you will be shocked.
…
Ma Xiaoyao's cheeks bulged and he wanted to say, 'It's not your fault that you are ugly, but it's your fault that you come out to scare people.' However, when the words came to his lips, Ma Xiaoyao forcefully swallowed them back, because Ma Xiaoyao knew very well.
, if he really said this, Dongfang Haoran and Dongfang Badao would never let him go.
"Haha..." Dongfang Haoran smiled: "Xiaoyao, is my daughter not bad?"
"Uh...not bad..." Ma Xiaoyao said against his will.
"Let me tell you, my daughter is a famous beauty in the village. I don't know how many men want to marry my daughter, but even my daughter doesn't like her..." Dongfang Haoran said with a smile: "You can marry my daughter, it's like a lifetime ago.
What about the blessings gained through cultivation?"
Ma Xiaoyao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. Could it be that his aesthetics were different from Dongfang Haoran's? He was obviously an ugly guy, but he was praised as a flower by Dongfang Haoran. Isn't this nonsense?
"Okay, you guys can talk alone, I'm going out first." Dongfang Haoran said a word and left the room with a smile.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became depressing.
Dongfang Badao glanced at Ma Xiaoyao and said coldly: "My name is Dongfang Badao!"
"Your father just introduced you." Ma Xiaoyao squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Well, Dongfang girl... I want to have a serious talk with you..."
"What are you talking about?" Dongfang Badao frowned.
"I want to ask you, how do you feel about me?" Ma Xiaoyao asked.
"Feelings?" Dongfang Badao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I have no feelings for you!"
"No feelings!" Ma Xiaoyao's eyes lit up: "That's great! Since you have no feelings for me, are you still willing to marry me?"
Dongfang Badao pursed his thick lips: "It is my father's decision to marry you. Even if I don't want to, there is nothing I can do about it. Besides...it's also about the inheritance of the village, so I can only marry you."
"Miss Dongfang, it's wrong for you to think like this." Ma Xiaoyao said urgently: "For such a beautiful woman like you, it would be too unfair to marry me. You should find a man who is a hundred times better than me..."
"You are quite self-aware." Dongfang Baodao curled his lips: "It is indeed a grievance for me to marry you, but for the sake of the inheritance of the village, I can only endure this grievance."
"But..." Ma Xiaoyao was about to continue persuading, but was interrupted by Dongfang Badao.
"Okay, let's talk about it today. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. You can recover well. I'll come over to see you when I have time." Dongfang Badao waved his hand casually, then turned around and left.
At this moment, Ma Xiaoyao heard Dongfang Haoran's voice coming from outside the door: "Daughter, how about that Ma Xiaoyao? Does it look good to you?"
Just listen to Dongfang Baodao's reply: "It's just so-so. It looks weak and weak. I don't like it very much."
"Alas..." Dongfang Haoran sighed: "Daughter, I know I have wronged you, but for the sake of the inheritance of the village, you can only marry that Ma Xiaoyao. I hope you can understand the painstaking efforts of being a father."
"...Father, please rest assured, I understand the importance." Dongfang Badao said: "Although I despise that Ma Xiaoyao, for the sake of the inheritance of the village, I will still marry him, and then...I will work hard to have children.
, try to have one baby every year.”
"Good boy! I know that you are a child who understands the important and the general. Let's go and meet some uncles and tell them about your upcoming marriage." Dongfang Haoran said with a smile.
A sound of footsteps gradually faded away...
After hearing Dongfang Badao's wild words of "trying to have one child a year", Ma Xiaoyao's face suddenly twitched uncontrollably, and he lamented in his heart: "God! What did I do wrong that you have to torture me like this!"
"
Seven days passed in a flash. After seven days of rest, all the poison in Ma Xiaoyao's body had been removed, and all the wounds on his body were scarred. It was estimated that he would be healed in a few days. In these seven days, Dongfang Badao came three times, each time.
The time spent at one time was not long, half an hour at most. During this half hour, Dongfang Badao said no more than ten sentences, and Ma Xiaoyao did most of the talking.
After these few days of contact, Ma Xiaoyao has a new understanding of Dongfang Bao. Although he is a bit uglier, he has a cheerful personality and does not have too many scheming ideas. To use a fashionable word to describe it, he is "pure"
"Yes, this Eastern domineering thought is indeed very pure.
…
In a simple and elegant living room.
Dongfang Haoran picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, then looked at his daughter Dongfang Badao who was sitting beside him with a smile: "How is it? After these few days of contact, what do you think of Ma Xiaoyao?"
