Ma Erniang's Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 98
I always thought he was a bad fart, but this sentence made Ma Min'er feel good. She smiled and pointed to the outside door, "Snack shop, just do whatever you want."

"Oh." Liu Zaili seemed to understand something, bowed his head and yelled, "Wow, it tastes spicy, it choked me."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and after that, they found that their county king was like a big boy, with a bad expression, and all of them secretly laughed!

"Haha..." Xia Zhen was the only one who dared to laugh out loud, "Liu Dezi, your single eyelids and small eyes have grown bigger, haha..."

Single eyelid and small eyes?It was only then that Ma Min'er noticed Liu Zaili's eyes, these aggressive eyes were really single eyelids, and looking around, there were also people with single eyelids, but they were not as narrow and charming as his.

Yay, this guy has offended so many beauties in pink in the capital!Haha, let alone, it really provoked the hearts of many girls.

Xia Zhen glanced at Liu Zaili, turned around and continued to stick behind the little daughter-in-law, as if occupying the territory, and unconsciously blocked the little daughter-in-law.

Ma Min'er's gaze was blocked by Xia Zhen, she shook her head and smiled, then turned around, picked out two more items, and handed the small basket to the boy, "Take it and iron it."

"Yes, little master."

Liu Zaili, whose eyes were blocked, didn't care, and continued to eat maocai, asking while eating, "Ma Erniang, just now your little buddy said that this is called a single-serving Baxia offering, is there another name?"

"Yes, I call this way of eating maocai."

"Instant Boiled Spicy Hot Pot?"

"Yes." After picking out the dishes, Ma Min'er waited for the hot dishes to be brought to the table. Ma Min'er randomly found a table and sat down, "Did you see the dishes in your bowl?"

"Yes, got it!"

Ma Min'er said: "Just now there were raw bean sprouts, lotus root slices, tofu, chicken, pork and other ingredients. The little guy in the back kitchen took them in, put them all in a bamboo bucket, and then sank into the prepared old soup. Boil it hot, because the bamboo bucket is a bit like a hat, so I call it mao (hat) dish."

"So that's how it is." Liu Zaili nodded while eating, "It's quite interesting."

Liu Zaili's eating looks are different than when Ma Miner first met him, he is very casual, if you don't look at his luxurious clothes, he is almost like an ordinary person eating, he doesn't care about the details, there is nothing to say Sleeping silently, let alone paying attention to anything, this kind of casualness almost treats the people sitting around him as friends, because only when he puts down his airs can he be so casual.

Thinking of her friend, Ma Min'er stuck out her tongue secretly. Thinking of her guess, she glanced at Liu Zaili again, and suddenly realized that this guy was like a walking hormone. means to an end.

Liu Zaili smiled, "Can I bring this way of eating to Beijing and open a shop?"

"Of course." Ma Min'er smiled indifferently, since she would not go to the capital to do business anyway.

Unexpectedly, Ma Erniang agreed so readily, leaving Liu Zaili unable to speak, he was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and took a bite, "How many such small shops have you opened?"

"In Pingding and Chuanling, there are small shops in counties and small towns." Ma Min'er smiled.

"It's pretty amazing!"

"It's a small shop."

Liu Zaili's long and narrow single eyelids raised slightly, "It can't last much, it's like gathering sand to form a tower, and it's amazing!"

"The king of the county has won the prize."

When Xia Zhen frowned slightly, the young man brought the hot maocai to him and Ma Min'er, "Little general, little boss, please use—" interrupted the conversation between the little daughter-in-law and that annoying ghost.

Although the wedding is over, the festivities have not yet been celebrated, and there is still food left at home, Zhao Yuyan invited people who have been helping all the time, and specially treated them to a meal, including Ma Qifeng's family.

Ma Meier is sorting out the wedding favors, and she will return all these favors in the future. Whether it is the Ma family or the Zhao family, they all have the name of her sixth uncle.

"It cost them money."

Zhao Yuyan was also flipping through the congratulatory gift books from friends and classmates, and when he heard what his wife said, he raised his head and asked, "Is it from the second wife's family?"

"Ah."

Zhao Yuyan put down the Xibo in his hand, "Uncle Ma Liu's family treats me much more than that."

Ma Meier looked at her husband with emotion, "I heard that they have been giving you moon silver, haven't they?"

Zhao Yuyan nodded, "Well, in order not to embarrass me, they explicitly hired me to be their accountant. In fact, I only do things for them a few days a month, and it's clear that I'm helping me secretly."

Ma Meier lowered her head slightly, but said nothing.

Zhao Yuyan said: "Through the contact with your sixth uncle's family in the past few years, I feel that the rest of the Ma family are not close to him, as if they are separated from uncles."

Ma Meier raised her eyes, "Grandfather doesn't like Uncle Six."

"I can see it." Zhao Yuyan said.

"That……"

"Uncle Ma Liu's kindness, I will definitely repay it." Zhao Yuyan said with firm eyes.

"Well, I understand." Ma Meier nodded slightly.

Zhao Yuyan said: "I'm going back to Fucheng Academy in a few days. The yard over there has already been rented. I'll come back and pick you up after you've lived here for a full month."

"Okay." Ma Meier smiled slightly.

It was already dark, and Ma Qifeng understood that his daughter would not be able to come back and live in the county, so he did not wait for her, "Da Lang, San Lang, let's go downstairs for dinner."

"Oh." Ma Dalang put down the book in his hand, looked outside, "I'm going back to Fucheng Academy the day after tomorrow, can my sister come back tomorrow?"

"Will definitely be back."

Going down the stairs, Ma Dalang thought about it and asked, "Father, will you marry the county magistrate's daughter?"

"I..." Ma Qifeng didn't expect the eldest son to ask, "I often think of your mother."

Ma Dalang sighed, "To tell the truth, father, even if I came back from Fucheng, I never thought that you would marry again, nor did I think you would marry again."

"I..." Ma Qifeng looked into the hazy distance, "To be honest, Dad really didn't plan to marry again."

The father and son went down the stairs silently one after the other. Ma Sanlang walked behind and suddenly said, "But the second sister told me that this is unfair to my father."

The father and son turned around and looked up at Ma Saburo on the stairs.

"I miss mother." Ma Sanlang pursed his lips.

Ma Qifeng turned around and sat on the stairs, whispering softly: "I miss your mother too, I often miss..."

"One night, I dreamed about my mother, and she asked us to take good care of my father." Ma Sanlang had tears in his eyes.

Ma Qifeng lowered his head and covered his face with his hands.

"I told my second sister about my dream, and my second sister asked me, what do you do to take care of Dad, do you always bring tea and water by Dad's side, or do you talk to Dad when he needs someone to relieve his boredom?"

Ma Dalang looked up at his younger brother.

Ma Sanlang said again: "Brother, we have to go to the academy, study, obtain fame in the future, and start a family. Apart from asking Dad to pay for us, there is too little we can do for Dad."

Ma Dalang looked down at his father sitting on the stairs, yes, he was only 33 years old, remembering the day he came back from Fucheng, his father was waiting at the intersection, just like a woman, eagerly waiting for him to appear.

"Father..." Ma Dalang said with tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm too selfish!"

"Son..." Ma Qifeng stood up and hugged his son in his arms, "Being a father with you, this life is enough... enough!"

"Father..." Ma Sanlang thumped down the stairs, walked up to his side, and hugged his waist, "Father, mother asked us to take care of you, if we can't do it, let's find a good woman to take care of you."

"Sanlang...my child..."

Ma Yueer came over to ask them to eat, stood at the bottom of the stairs, and kept wiping away tears: "Father, we are already grown up, we will take care of ourselves, you just listen to the second sister, and find someone who is like your mother." The woman will accompany you."

"Little Yueer..."

"Although I hate my stepmother, I believe in my second sister. She said that in less than ten years, when I have a child one day, I will understand how lonely you are now."

Ma Qifeng couldn't hold back anymore, raised his head, and let the tears flow down.

Long Yingtai once said that in this world, all love aims at reunion, and there is only one kind of love that aims at separation, that is, the love of parents for their children.

The successful love of parents is to let the child separate from your life as an independent individual as soon as possible, and face his (her) world with his (her) independent personality.

The original intention of this paragraph is to make children independent, but from the perspective of parents, when children leave, they have to endure the loneliness after love. This is especially true for Ma Qifeng, whose partner has long since left him. The loneliness that allows the child to be independent will be silently borne by him alone.

At the age of 33, he has lived to be 53 or 63 years old. When he heard the child coming back from afar, he stood at the intersection and looked out in the wind, alone. Isn't it cruel to him?

Some people say that Ma Min'er came from time travel and is not someone else's biological daughter. Of course it doesn't matter. This is wrong. With a heart of empathy and consideration for others, you will always be considerate of the distress that others cannot express ,bitter.Or with a look, or a soft sentence, while comforting others, it also achieves one's own kindness.

In the clear moonlight, Ma Qifeng and the other children went to sleep. He came to the room where the cards were placed alone, and gently stood in front of the deceased wife's tablet. In his arms, "Ling Niang... Ling Niang... I miss you so much, what should I do..." When he read the emotional part, he sat on the ground, tears could not stop, "Am I so useless that I am so useless? Let the children see my loneliness, my helplessness, I...should I marry again...Lingniang...you tell me...tell me..."

The wind was wrapped in the moonlight, and Ma Qifeng, who was sleeping curled up in the memorial tablet room, seemed to see his wife, Ling Niang, and she nodded slightly towards him. For our children, for yourself, Live well!

"Ling Niang... Ling Niang..." Ma Qifeng shouted, opened his eyes, it was dawn!
Mrs. Xia was getting old, she had already gone to bed, and she slept through it all, but after waking up and going to the bathroom, she couldn't fall back asleep.

The personal nurse heard the flipping sound and walked over gently, "Old madam, did Madam Ling's words move your mind?"

Mrs. Xia sat up, half leaning against the head of the bed, "Qiuqin—"

"The old slave is—"

"Tell me, it would be great if Zetao was here!" Thinking of her son, Mrs. Xia looked kindly and peacefully.

The old mother smiled slightly and said, "Madam, you forgot that a high-ranking monk has done the calculation for you. In this life, you will not only be rich and honored, but also full of children and grandchildren."

"Mantang?" Mrs. Xia sneered, "Zetao is a man who gave birth to five children in his lifetime, but he only gave birth to one son and...just..." He lowered his head and covered his face and cried.

"Old Madam...Old Madam..." The old nanny hurriedly sat beside her, stroked her back lightly, and comforted her: "Old Madam, you told the fortune of the little general a month ago, how about that?" According to the fortune teller, the young general's life is very good."

The weeping old lady raised her head, "Oh, fortune-telling is just for peace of mind."

"Old lady, this time, I found that the little general looks much better and his body is strong again. This is a good thing, doesn't it confirm what the fortune teller said?"

Hearing this, the old lady wiped away her tears and nodded, "That's true, this child has not only grown stronger, but also looks much better."

"Isn't that right?"

Mrs. Xia sighed again: "How is Erniang Ma who asked you to inquire?"

"The old slave went to inquire. There are some things at home that bother her."

"what's up?"

"One is her cousin's wedding, and the other is the eldest daughter of his father's family."

"What, what kind of man dares to offend the grandpa of Li County?"

"Probably..." the old nanny didn't continue.

Mrs. Xia snorted coldly, "With such a father, how could my daughter be better off?"

The old mother sighed, "I just heard that the little general went out to look for that Erniang Ma, and he hasn't come back yet."

Mrs. Xia's face was serious: "Go and ask again. If there is a problem with her conduct, I won't even let her be a concubine."

"Yes, old lady, this old slave knows."

After thinking about it, the old lady sighed: "It is the little lady Zi An likes after all, you should inquire carefully."

"Yes, old lady."

Ling Ruya and her mother were sitting in the room, the atmosphere was not very good.

"You child, why don't you speak?"

"Mom, what do you want me to say?"

Mother Ling shook her head, "You child, how can you be the master of the young general's mansion like this?"

"Mother, cousin, she went to find that wild woman again." Ling Ruya was extremely sad.

Mother Ling said indifferently: "So what, Mrs. Xia won't let her in for such a casual woman."

"Mother, the old lady is afraid that as long as the cousin likes it, she will let her in."

"You child, in a family like the General's Mansion, even if you let a concubine in, you have to be an innocent little lady."

"Mother, she is the granddaughter of the emperor."

Ling Ru grinned, "In the past few days, I found that the old lady next to the old lady was asking about that wild woman. It seems that the father of that wild woman molested the eldest daughter of the county magistrate. The old lady must know about it. She's had it."

"Really, mother?"

"Yeah." Ling's mother said, "I've had someone add fuel and vinegar to it, so you just wait for the old lady to get bored with her."

"Mother, that's great."

Mother Ling saw her daughter's brows widened, and said with a smile: "So don't sigh here when you encounter problems, what's the use, you should use everything you can use to get things done, understand?"

"Yes, mother, my daughter knows!"

After supper, the moon was in the sky, a group of young people headed back home, Ma Miner only let Xia Zhen and others send them to the entrance of the alley, "Go back quickly, don't send them off!" She waved to everyone.

Because Liu Zaili, the light bulb, was there, Xia Zhen was no longer clingy, got on the horse, pulled the rein and ran towards the young general's mansion.Sitting on the horseback, Liu Zaili smiled leisurely at Ma Min'er, then pulled the rein leisurely and turned to the street, very much in high spirits.

When they were all gone, Ma Min'er said yes before turning around.

"Who?" Shan Xiaodan shouted, and a black figure disappeared at the other end of the alley.

Ma Min'er stretched out her head to have a look, the moon is not bad tonight, "Why is this person's back so familiar!"

"Erniang, after what you said, I seem to have seen it before." Shan Xiaodan thought for a while and said, "I just can't tell at the moment."

Ma Min'er frowned, stretched out her hand, pulled the order and hurried to her small courtyard.

"Second mother, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, be careful!" Ma Min'er regretted it. She knew that if Xia Zhen was sent to her door, she really couldn't deal with these powerful people, and there were dangers everywhere.

At the other end of the alley, a black shadow and a group of black shadows fought together. The sound of knives and guns woke up the residents. They all came out with lanterns, "What's going on?"

"That's right, this is Pingding County under the rule of the little general, who dares to use a knife or a gun."

……

Realizing that the situation was not good, a group of black shadows didn't want to fight, and disappeared at the end of the alley after a while.

A black figure limped to the back door of Anlong Commercial House, stretched out his hand and took out the key from his pocket, quickly entered the door, sat slumped on the ground, exhaled nervously, his eyes were full of smiles, he saw it and saw it again. Here we come, my son, the wise and mighty son... hee hee...

In a certain room in the backyard of a deep house in the capital, someone whispered: "Liu Zaili has arrived in Pingding, and there are signs that he has no plans to leave for Xiangzhou Mansion right now."

"How is the Xia family?"

"The old man didn't move at all in Fucheng. We have sent letters from our side, but we haven't seen him respond."

"How about the little one?"

"I'm so angry, I'm afraid it's even harder to talk."

"Okay, find a fault and hold him."

"Yes, Master!"

Early the next morning, Ma Min'er rushed to the city gate to open the gate, went shopping, bought a lot of things to take back, and arrived home in eight or nine minutes, and Fu Laofu hurriedly opened the door for him.

"The second mother is back!"

"Dad."

Brother and sister Fu Xiaoshan quickly moved things home, and Niu Dashan came to help when he saw it.

"Big brother, little brother!" Ma Miner trotted all the way.

"Second Sister, I came back so early, I was just going to pick you up at the intersection!" Ma Sanlang smiled while lying on the railing of the corridor.

"Where's Big Brother?"

"Come down immediately upstairs." Ma Sanlang smiled back.

"Big brother-"

"Sister, don't worry!" Ma Dalang came down from upstairs, "I'm not leaving today, but tomorrow, what are you in a hurry for?"

Ma Min'er smiled, "I'll cook what you want for lunch."

"Whatever, as long as the family is together."

"Of course the family is together, but we also want to eat well. Tell me, what do you want to eat?"

"How about some Dongpo pork?"

"anything else?"

"Dongpo fish, Dongpo soup..."

Ma Min'er frowned, "You're sticking to Dongpo."

Ma Dalang smiled softly, "Ever since I heard you tell the story of the celebrity Dongpo, I have liked his food."

"I only heard people say that the dishes made may not be authentic Dongpo dishes."

"What does that matter, let's have a mood."

"Okay, then let's have a mood."

Regarding Dongpo pork, there are many places, some are boiled first and then roasted, some are roasted first and then steamed, and some are served directly with juice, and there is no uniformity. Boil it in white water, then remove the water and add the juice until the soup is thick and rich in color, delicious and fragrant. When you gently pick it up with chopsticks, the layer of buttery skin will fall off, and it will melt in your mouth. A strong taste of happiness.

"It's delicious." Masanlang ate until his mouth was full of oil.

Ma Min'er said: "I came back late today and used a rapid fire. If I burn it up at dawn and bake it slowly on a low fire, the meat will be even more delicate."

While it was hot, Shan Xiaodan brought Dongpo Soup to the table again.

Although Ma's family has a large yard and a dedicated restaurant, the family still likes to set a table next to the kitchen stove, cooking and eating dishes.

The narrow place didn't make everyone feel cramped. On the contrary, everyone liked the feeling of being squeezed together. Even Ma Miner stood by the table, taking a bite when she had time, but not cooking any more.

Because of Ma Min'er, the authentic ordinary people's feelings slowly infiltrated into the family of the son of the emperor's master, and the loose family affection became more concentrated unconsciously because of the steaming kitchen mist.

"Second sister, hurry up and have a plate of chicken feather vegetables."

"Don't you say that the meat is delicious, what's the matter, it's oily." Ma Min'er teased.

"Second Sister, you know what to say." Ma Sanlang pursed his lips in embarrassment.

"Ha ha……"

"Here we come..." Ma Min'er stretched out her shovel and quickly put the stir-fried green vegetables on the table, "Be careful of being hot!"

"Understood, Second Sister."

Shi Chunyue and Xing'er saw that the last dish of green vegetables had been served, so they tidied up a bit, took away the dishes distributed to them, and ate next door.

Niu Dabao was teasing his children, when he saw his wife, children and niece coming, he quickly moved out the small table that was placed against the wall, "Have they all eaten?"

"Yeah." Shi Chunyue asked, "Where's Xiao Shan brother and sister?"

"Still gathering firewood outside"

"Let them come in and eat."

"Okay, I'll call!" Niu Dabao said while taking out Father Fu's dinner plate, and shouted in the yard, "Xiaoshan, Xiaosan, Xiaodan, hurry up and eat."

"I heard, Uncle, the work in hand will be ready soon." Shan Xiaoshan replied.

Niu Dabao brought the dinner plate to the gatekeeper, "Papa Fu——"

"Dabao, don't give it away, I'll get it myself."

"I'm rarely at home, I'm fine."

Father Fu hurriedly came out to take the plate in his hand, "What did you say when you come back?"

Niu Dabao knew what he was asking, and shook his head, "Xiaodong didn't say anything."

"Oh." Father Fu was a little dull.

"Father, don't think too much about it. Regardless of whether the master has a wife or not, this family, I reckon, will still be the second mother."

"But Erniang will always marry."

Hearing this, it was Niu Dabao's turn to remain silent.

"People say that if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather." Father Fu sighed.

No one could understand better than Niu Dabao the words 'if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather', he rubbed his face, "Father, I'm going back to eat." He returned to the backyard unhappily.

Shi Chunyue was feeding the Xiaoshan brothers and sisters, and when they sat down to eat, they had time to ask, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Niu Dabao took the job.

"Didn't you look like this when you went out just now?" Shi Chunyue said in a low voice.

"Let's eat." Niu Dabao lowered his head and planed the rice.

The man didn't want to talk about it, so Shi Chunyue sighed, and turned her head, "Xiao Dan, how did Xiao Dong's go to inquire yesterday?"

Niu Dabao's ears immediately stiffened when he was eating.

Shan Xiaodan paused for a moment: "Er Niang seems to be quite satisfied with the county magistrate's wife."

Everyone stared at Shan Xiaodan.

"Then..." Shi Chunyue didn't dare to ask, her heart was as uneasy as Niu Dabao's.

Shan Xiaodan shook her head: "I don't know if the little boss will let the big boss marry her."

Shi Chunyue sighed again, "Eat, everyone."

In the kitchen, Ma Min'er smiled slightly, "Father—"

For some reason, Ma Qifeng's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively knew what his daughter was going to say next, "Min...Min'er!"

"Father, you are 33 years old this year."

"Ah."

"It's the prime time."

"Min'er, you can use this to describe your elder brother." Ma Qifeng smiled helplessly.

"Father, after thinking about it, our family can still support one or two more boys or girls."

"Min'er..."

"Big sister..."

"Second sister..."

Ma Min'er looked at everyone with a smile: "Why are you all looking at me in surprise, am I wrong?"

"Second sister, do you think dad can marry the eldest daughter of the county magistrate's family?" Ma Yueer asked with a complicated expression.

"En!" Ma Min'er nodded, "She is the eldest daughter, and the older sister of Mo Shaolin, a classmate of the eldest brother. I have inquired that she has a good personality."

Ma Dalang smiled helplessly, "So, I'm going to be called Mo Shaolin's brother-in-law?"

"Uh..." Everyone was stunned.

Mo Shaolin didn't expect that when he came back to attend his classmate's wedding, he would encounter such a ridiculous thing. He was so angry that he smashed the inkstone on his father's desk, "Father, you...disappointed me too much." Said Finished, ran out angrily.

"Shaolin, Shaolin..." Mo Wanyi had been standing at the gate of the outer courtyard, and when she saw her brother running out, she quickly stepped forward to hold him back, "Brother..."

"Sister..." Mo Shaolin only yelled one word, but she couldn't continue. Her good sister protected her all the way to grow up, but she didn't expect such a thing to happen before her wings hardened, "Sister, If you don't want to marry, I will support you forever."

"No, sister wants to marry."

"..." Mo Shaolin thought he heard it wrong.

Mo Wanyi's voice was very low: "My sister is afraid that others will not marry."

"What?" Mo Shaolin couldn't believe what he heard, "Sister, did you make a mistake, that man's son is a classmate with me, and you are going to marry an old widower..."

"He...he's not old..." Mo Wanyi lowered her head shyly.

"Sister..." Mo Shaolin looked at his sister who had no resentment, for some reason, even... even showed the expectation of getting married, he gritted his teeth: "Sister, you wait for me—" After finishing speaking, he ran away.

"Shaolin, Shaolin..." Mo Wanyi shouted, "What are you doing?"

Mo Shaolin's back has already left the gate of Mo Mansion.

(End of this chapter)