"Why isn’t it ho?" Mrs. Zhai was afraid of her husband but wasn’t afraid of her son. After all, her husband could hit her, but her son wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on her. So she stiffened her neck and shouted at her son, "If it’s not ho, where did you co from? If it’s not ho, how did you grow up so big? What’s wrong? Now your wings are hardened, and you dare to despise your mother? Let tell you, wherever you go, I am your mother. If you dare to defy , I’ll sue you, accuse you of being unfilial..."
Ma Laiwang looked at the woman with disheveled hair, her spittle flying everywhere. She should have been the closest person to him, yet now she looked so unfamiliar.
Mrs. Zhai felt uneasy under her son’s gaze. Her original ranting voice unconsciously lowered, and she moved to the corner of the kang bed, feeling a bit scared: "You brat, what do you want?"
Ma Laiwang stared at Mrs. Zhai for a long ti. Suddenly, he threw the quilt he was holding over her head, then turned around and left.
Mrs. Zhai closed her eyes in fright, but instead of waiting for a fist, she heard the sound of a door opening and closing. She quickly opened her eyes and pulled the quilt from her head: "Son, son..." She felt inexplicably flustered, wanting to call him back, but what answered her was the sound of the door being slamd shut. She imdiately breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a mont, and then reluctantly got off the kang bed, glancing around, "Is anything dirty here? Aren’t they all the sa for use?"
Ma Laiwang stepped out of the door and didn’t know where to go. Today, the village was particularly quiet because most people had gone to the Yang Family to help; they were all on the mountain assisting with the lowering of coffins.
Unknowingly, he reached the back of the village. Although it was cold, the Xiaocang River had not frozen and continued to flow joyfully.
Across just the river’s distance was the large building of the Yang Family, which now ford a row. It was said that small yards had been built behind it for the family mbers to live in. The red roofs were especially conspicuous under the sunlight, and the nearby hill was lush, planted full of fruit trees, with large tracts of dicinal fields below...
Just looking over, it seed full of vitality.
As he was lost in thought, suddenly, there was an "ouch" from afar, followed by the sound of two boys talking.
Ma Laiwang snapped out of his daze and looked over. He saw two boys trying to fetch water from the river, but they accidentally let the bucket fall into the river, and the bucket was drifting away. The boys were reaching with a shoulder pole to get it, but unfortunately, they couldn’t reach it.
"Careful." Ma Laiwang quickly ran over. "Let ." He said as he took the shoulder pole, but the bucket had drifted a bit far. He stepped into the water to retrieve the bucket.
"Thank you." The taller boy expressed his gratitude, "I recognize you. You’re from the Ma Family..." He seed hesitant, unsure whether to call him ’big brother’ based on age or ’uncle’ based on seniority, given that Ma Laiwang was engaged to Yang Baihe, who was a generation older than Sister Xin.
"My na is Ma Laiwang. You can call Big Brother Ma."
"Big Brother Ma, your shoes are wet."
"It’s fine, let help you." Ma Laiwang stomped his foot hard and glanced at the two boys. They recognized him, but he seed not to know these two children. But he still filled both buckets, "Where is your ho? Why haven’t I seen you before?"
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