My aunt's name is Ma Xiaoling

Chapter 2 The Ma Family Has a Queen

Fifteen years later, at the edge of Shunan City, a small warm suburb 15 kilometers away from Mount Qido, which is frozen all year round.

Ma Xiaoling, who had just been fired, was forced to go back to the hometown by the deputy patriarch's uncle, Ma Bozhong, to participate in the clan's ancestor worship because she couldn't find her father who was away all day long.

Ma Xiaoling was reluctantly pushed into the car by Ma Bozhong, "Uncle, when people go back to their hometown to worship their ancestors, only men go, why should I go as a woman..."

"Last year, the clan's land transfer in my hometown made a lot of money. Each household can get [-] yuan per head. Some of them went back, and some of them didn't. Why don't you go? Anyway, you don't have a class!"

Ma Bozhong is a pitiful granddaughter who has been dependent on her father since she was a child. She has lost her grandparents long ago, her father is now a fool, her mother Ling Meina left home early, and her most reliable aunt, Ma Xiaoling, mysteriously disappears...

"How much... how much?"

"Twenty thousand! If you don't believe me, you can ask your uncles!"

"Xiao Ling, Uncle Bo Zhong didn't lie to you, it's really [-] yuan, one share per household!" A potbellied uncle in the same car replied.

At this time, Ma Junyu, a black-haired and blue-eyed young man sitting in front, heard everyone's discussion, and quickly got up from his seat, turned around and said to Ma Bozhong, "Grandpa, since it's too centimeters, you have to give me a share!"

"You brat, isn't this money used for your postgraduate studies? I haven't said anything about you yet. If you don't study a major that is so rich in money, what is the postgraduate exam... What about traditional culture?"

"Chinese ritual tradition and culture." Ma Junyu said proudly.

But his smug expression attracted Ma Bozhong to shake his fingers and give him a resounding shock, "Well, I'm halfway through the Chinese medicine school. What about ritual tradition and culture? You want to piss your father off. The next time you worship the mountain, you will worship me!"

Ma Junyu, who was hit by Ma Bozhong, quickly retracted and hid.

"Back then, your father insisted on marrying a foreign daughter-in-law and took you abroad to make you look like this. I thought you would study well, and learning Chinese medicine is an inheritance. In the future, you will honor your ancestors and make such a move behind my back..."

……

Twenty thousand...

Five or six months salary!
"Cash?" Ma Xiaoling remembered something.

"You child, what age are you now?" Ma Bozhong was a little impatient with being disturbed by his grandson, "What kind of cash can you take, and you can directly scan the QR code on WeChat or Alipay to transfer money!"

"Females can also take it?" Ma Xiaoling's eyes were shining with golden light.

"Oh, I really don't know what to say about you. Why is your brain so much worse than your aunt's! A family has a head of [-], yours is [-], mine is also [-], and each family is [-]!"

Talking about what my aunt does for no reason, she has been dead for so long!

It's [-]...

Absolutely don't give horses a penny!

At this time, Ma Xiaoling seemed to have heard the balance prompt of Alipay account reminding her, "Alipay received 2 yuan!"

She swiped her face to turn on the phone, and clicked on the balance page. On the account, the balance of 2.78 seemed to have changed to 20002.78.

A back and forth plus ancestor worship activities cost only [-] for one day!

What to buy?

Change your phone?
How about going to eat the Chongqing hot pot that you have been thinking about for a long time?

I must buy a new electric motorcycle. When I find a job, I don’t have to squeeze the bus to and from work. It’s so convenient...

Ma Xiaoling was so happy in her heart that she didn't hear what Ma Bozhong said later.

"It doesn't matter whether there is a male or not in the family, you can share it. Besides, as long as you can be successful, you, a female, will be much better than a male in the future."

"Huh? Uncle, what did you say?"

"Forget it, forget it, pretend I didn't say it, the Ma family, it's truly unprecedented, and now you're a Ma Xiaoling like you." Ma Bozhong said with a look of disgust.

……

Is worshiping ancestors such a joke now?

Just sit in the ancestral hall casually, and just burn incense?

Isn't it to kill chickens and pigs, go up the mountain in groups to sweep graves, weed weeds, burn paper and firecrackers?

"Uncle Tang, is this the end of the matter?" Ma Xiaoling asked Ma Bozhong, who was having a lively chat with the grandparents in the countryside.

When Ma Bozhong saw it was her, he quickly stopped chatting and pulled her aside. "Isn't there still some dividends that haven't been received? You sit and go with your uncles and cousins. Don't make trouble here..."

"I'm just asking. I remember that the sacrifices used to be very cumbersome. It's rare to come back. If you don't go up the mountain to burn incense and worship, you have to have a meal together. You can rub the local chicken and pig to fill your stomach. Right..." Ma Xiaoling pouted.

"You just know how to eat! Now the new trend of thinking and new fashion, change customs, keep everything simple. You sit down and know how to eat from morning till night..."

"Xiaoling, are you Ma Xiaoling? Ma Xiaoling's niece? Ma Fan's daughter?"

Suddenly an old man Ma Bolian who was older than Ma Bozhong came out, interrupted Ma Bozhong, and took Ma Xiaoling's hand.

"Brother Bolian, she...she is not..." Ma Bozhong repeatedly denied.

"Uncle Tang." Ma Xiaoling greeted politely, "Yes, I am Ma Fan's daughter Ma Xiaoling."

Thinking about this matter, people can't hide it even if they check the household registration book, so she can only tell the truth.

"That's Ma Xiaoling's niece! How old is this year? Is it enough to be 18?" Ma Bolian asked again.

"I..." Ma Xiaoling was about to answer, but was interrupted by Ma Bozhong.

"No, she's not enough, she... she's only 16 years old."

"Brother, what are you doing? Always interrupting us in the middle! Xiaoling don't pay attention to him, you just tell the uncle honestly, don't pay attention to him."

Ma Bolian held Ma Xiaoling's hand in his palm.

"I..." Ma Xiaoling looked at Ma Bozhong, who kept winking at her, and at Ma Bolian, who was full of sincerity, "I... 19 years old..."

Hearing her words, Ma Bozhong had an expression on his face that wanted to beat his heart, and then quickly pulled Ma Bolian, "Brother Bolian, this Ma Xiaoling is not as good as her aunt Ma Xiaoling, and even more so than any Ma Xiaoling in the past. , her brain is not working! Really not working!"

"You man, why do you say that about your family members?"

"My foreign grandson is a month younger than her, and now he has passed the postgraduate entrance examination. Look at her, he can't even pass the college entrance examination!"

Ma Bolian pushed Ma Bozhong away disgustedly, "It's incomparable. I don't know how much better you are when you treat yourself as your foreign grandson's grandpa! You'll only know if you've tried it!"

He ignored Ma Bozhong, pulled Ma Xiaoling and walked to the circle of ancestors, "Everyone, come and see, this is Ma Xiaoling, Ma Xiaoling's niece, the Ma family has a son, the Ma family has a son..."

In an instant, tears filled the eyes of this group of ten or so old men, some kept bowing to the ancestral tablet, and some even cried while burning incense...

Ma Xiaoling stared blankly at Ma Bozhong, who was a little bit heartbroken, and wondered if she had done something wrong...

(End of this chapter)