At the same time, Ma Xiaocui walked out of the house angrily, quickly came to Ma Tianzheng, jumped into the air, and kicked him a long way away, and fell heavily into the flower pot.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's pupils shrank, he was stunned and speechless. Good guy, it turns out that Ma Ling'er's habit of kicking people comes from her mother, Ma Xiaocui.
It is true that like mother, like daughter, this is not true at all.
"Don't look at it. They fight like this all the time. I'm used to it."
"My dad is a strict wife. He won't fight back when beaten or scolded. Just ignore them." Ma Ling'er explained helplessly for Zhang Fan.
After she said this, she led Zhang Fan towards the house to the east. Pushing open the door, Ma Ling'er took Zhang Fan in and let him sleep here at night.
The room was clean and bright, with a faint smell of air freshener filling the air.
"Wait for me a moment. I'll get you a quilt. Our home is not like Fugui Huating Community. When night falls here, it will be very cold." Ma Ling'er explained a little to Zhang Fan and walked out. room, go get the quilt.
In less than ten minutes, she came back holding a quilt. Like a little daughter-in-law living at home, she helped Zhang Fan lay the bed and quilt, then came to sit next to Zhang Fan and said with a smile: "Have a good rest, I know you didn't sleep well last night, so while it's still early, Get some sleep, and I'll call you when you have dinner tonight." Zhang Fan looked at Ma Ling'er's serious look, and his heart trembled slightly, feeling indescribably moved and sour.
"Thank you." Zhang Fan said thank you from the bottom of his heart.
"Why are you so polite to me? Okay, you need to rest quickly. I'll go out for a walk. When dinner is ready, I'll call you again." Ma Ling'er stood up with a smile, gave Zhang Fan a hug, and walked out of the room. .
Zhang Fan looked at Ma Ling'er's leaving figure and couldn't help but smile. Looking at the time, he realized that it was almost 17:00 in the afternoon. Zhang Fan stretched out and lay down on the bed.
Ma Ling'er was indeed right. He went to bed too late at night, got up too early in the morning, and after such a long journey, he was indeed physically and mentally tired.
Lying on the bed, he fell into a deep sleep within a short time. He slept for an unknown amount of time, until the sky turned completely dark, almost at 20:17 in the evening, when he was woken up by Ma Ling'er.
At this time, Ma Ling'er was wearing a long red dress, and her original single ponytail was let down vertically. Her shawl hair, which was not too long, was casually scattered, making her even more beautiful. Her figure was concave and convex with clear lines, outlining a seductive beauty, and a faint smell of lavender slowly emanated from her delicate body, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"What's wrong? Are you stupid?" Seeing Zhang Fan stunned, Ma Ling'er laughed and blew his brains out.
"No, I just suddenly realized that you have become more beautiful." Zhang Fan said with a smile.
"Did I look bad before?" Ma Ling'er glared at Zhang Fan and cursed with a smile.
"No, you used to be good-looking. This is the first time I see you dressed like this. Well... you look more like a beauty... hahaha." Zhang Fan laughed and shaved his head. Ma Ling'er's small nose bridge.
"Hmph, I don't believe in those sweet words."
"Come on, come out for dinner quickly. My dad is having a barbecue in the yard." Ma Ling'er pulled Zhang Fan out of the room and outside.
The lights outside were dazzling, and there was a barbecue grill in the center of the courtyard. Ma Tianzheng held a bamboo fan in his left hand and pointed it at the flame mouth of the grill, fanning the wind vigorously. In his right hand, he put the mutton skewers in the iron basin in an orderly manner. Place on grill and grill.
As for Ma Xiaocui, she was sitting in the corner of the yard, watching a short video. She laughed while scrolling through the video, looking very happy.
"Dad, we are here." Ma Ling'er came to Ma Tianzheng's side, took the bamboo fan from his hand with a smile, and said with a playful smile.
"Hey, even little brother Zhang Fan is here?" Ma Tianzheng turned to look at Ma Ling'er, only to find that Zhang Fan was also beside him, and couldn't help but be stunned.
"Hello, uncle." Zhang Fan greeted politely.
"We are all our own people, don't be so polite, come and sit down!" Ma Tianzheng has a gentle temperament and no airs. He seems to be an easy person to get along with.
"Taste how it tastes." Ma Tianzheng handed a bunch of grilled mutton skewers to Zhang Fan and asked him to taste it.
Zhang Fan glanced at Ma Ling'er, then took the mutton skewers with his backhand, put it in his mouth and took a bite. The taste is a bit bitter and a bit salty.
Hmm...it feels too baked and hard, a bit not very tasty. It seems that this uncle's cooking skills are not very good, and he is not as good at baking as I am.
"Yeah, it's delicious." Out of politeness, Zhang Fan said against his will.
"Haha, you know how to get things done, I like it, I admire you very much."
"Ling'er, go to the back and bring us a few bottles of beer. I'm going to get drunk with little brother Zhang Fan today." Ma Tianzheng's eyes flashed with dazzling light, and he moved the small stool under his buttocks and approached Zhang Fan. , patted his shoulder hard, very satisfied with him.
This kid, I don’t know why, but he looks really pleasing to the eye.
"Okay, wait a moment." Ma Ling'er stood up and was about to go to the back to get a few bottles of beer, but in an instant, Ma Xiaocui's furious voice suddenly sounded.
"Are you upset? Do you still want to drink?" As soon as these words came out, the sound suddenly echoed throughout the courtyard. Ma Tianzheng was frightened. He changed the topic, his face became gloomy, and he shouted to Ma Ling'er: " Ling'er, who asked you to get the beer? Did I say I wanted to drink beer?"
"Hurry up and bring me some bottles of orange juice."
"You said you kid doesn't understand anything day by day." Ma Tianzheng looked serious and shouted angrily.
Zhang Fan: "???" Good guy, are you so afraid of your wife? As Ma Ling'er said, he is a strict wife.
Awesome uncle, if I get married in the future, I will never be like you. I will definitely not be a strict wife.
"My dad is like this. You don't have to worry about him. Sometimes he gets scolded by my mom and gets easily
"fall ill". "The pronunciation of the word "sickness" was very clear when Ma Ling'er bit it.
"Okay, I understand." Zhang Fan took a deep look at Ma Tianzheng. He secretly thought that was the case. After Ma Ling'er said this, she walked away to get a drink.
After Ma Ling'er left, Ma Tianzheng stretched his neck, hurriedly came forward, and asked in a low voice: "How did you meet Ling'er?"
"You can do it. My Ling'er has the same temperament as her mother. She has a very hot temper and is a bit violent."
"I remember when her mother and I first met, we were beaten every day." Ma Tianzheng seemed to have thought of something, with fear in his eyes, and he whispered with lingering fear.
While he said this, he looked back guiltily at Ma Xiaocui, who was watching short videos in the distance.
Seeing that her attention was no longer on his side, he breathed a sigh of relief.
