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Chapter 790 Mrs. Ma Who Wants to Protect Her Son ([-])

(eleven)

Cutting the mess quickly with a sharp knife has always been Shengge's style.

Grinding and chirping will only add to the disturbance.

Zhu Gongyuan, who had witnessed all this, silently held Zhu Yingtai's hand tightly.

Hidden boss, has he ever said anything outrageous before?

weeping...

(;_;)/~~~
It seems that yesterday at the dinner table, I was fighting the boss for the last pig's trotter, and almost turned the table over.

Is it too late to remedy it now?
Should he give away real estate, or should he give money?

Such a vulgar thing, will the boss be even more displeased after seeing it?

Zhu Gongyuan said that it was too difficult for him.

The preoccupied Zhu Gongyuan went home in despair after seeing that Shengge had settled down.

Sure enough, the boss is always planning for a rainy day, so there is no need for him to show his hospitality and give away real estate, but luckily he didn't.

When he got home, he had to brainstorm and think about what remedy to send.

When giving gifts, you have to pay attention to what you like.

……

……

The fragrance is lingering, the decoration is exquisite, and the arrangement is thoughtful. Even if it is a temporary place to stay, Shengge never treats itself badly.

Seeing that Shengge frowned and remained silent, both Ma Wencai and Zhu Yingtai felt a little panicked.

After a long time, it was Marvin who resigned himself to his fate.

"Mother, the boy didn't deliberately hide it from you."

Ma Wencai was worried, the secret he had been hiding all along was almost exposed to everyone today.

"Ok?"

Shengge asked in confusion.

She was never angry because of Ma Wencai's cover-up and concealment of his rebirth. What she worried about was how to bring Ma Wencai with him in an open and honest manner.

The matter of her reconciliation with Ma Taishou was full of turmoil, and there was no room for change.She got free, but what about literary talents?In name, Wencai is still Ma Taishou's legitimate son.

These days, the son-in-law has always inherited the family business and honored his ancestors.

Will the prefect Ma, who is going downhill day by day, let go of this son who is predicted to have a limitless future?
The answer is obvious.

As for literary talents, where should we go?

After all, in the memory of Ma Wencai's other life, she was a mother who was trapped in emotions, disregarded her son, was depressed and died prematurely.

Shengge even had the thought of erasing that wisp of divine consciousness the moment she learned that Marvin had just been reborn.

But in the end she couldn't do it.

"Mother, it's not that I don't want to say it, I just don't know how to speak."

Most of the things that are too shocking to the world will be regarded as strange stories because they are shocking.

"Wen Cai, my mother is not angry about this."

"On the contrary, after you know everything, you can still grow into your current temperament and personality. Mother is very pleased."

"My mother is also a little sad and guilty. If my mother didn't..."

Before Sheng Ge finished speaking, Ma Wencai threw himself into Sheng Ge's arms and cried loudly.

Even on the first day of his rebirth, Ma Wencai had never lost his composure like this.

He has never blamed his mother for abandoning him early, especially after experiencing the pain of not being loved, he understands his mother's last choice more and more.

It's just that he sometimes envies.

There is envy and nostalgia, but there is absolutely no resentment.

Zhu Yingtai didn't know why, but she still had a sore nose.

A drizzle fell outside the window at some point, the breeze blew past, the water vapor filled the air, and it seemed to let people see past and present lives clearly through this smoky rain curtain.

There was lightning in the sky, thunder fell, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

Shengge patted Ma Wencai's head lightly, looked at the heavy rain, and sighed.

In fact, she couldn't tell whether it was good or bad for Marvin to carry the memories of his previous life.

It's just that she can't selfishly deprive Ma Wencai of his existence in a certain life, she can only be thankful, fortunately, he is not obsessed with obsession, fortunately, he understands to be relieved.

Otherwise, she really doesn't know how to realize Mrs. Ma's wish in the word of love.

I don't know how long it took before Ma Wen, who was pillowed on Shengge's lap, fell into a deep sleep. The inexplicable scenes and pictures in the dream were intertwined, making him drowsy.

"Wear plain mourning clothes, step on the Big Dipper, and pass Shanbo's tomb." The voice of Zhu Yingtai's disillusionment sounded one second, and Zhu Yingtai resolutely bumped into Liang Shanbo's tomb in the next second.

"No"

Marvin, who was sleeping, let out a heart-piercing roar.

"Zhu Yingtai, you can't treat me like this."

Ma Wencai, who was sleeping extremely restlessly, began to have a non-stop nightmare, muttering to himself, every word seemed to carry the helplessness and pain that had been suppressed for countless years.

Sheng Ge: Son, you can't expose your vest.

Zhu Yingtai: She does play tricks on Ma Wencai on weekdays, but she shouldn't be thinking about her in her sleep...

Gentle power continuously entered Ma Wencai's sea of ​​consciousness from Shengge's palm, comforting him.

The thunder that was raging in the sky quietly disappeared without knowing when. This rain came without warning, and it went in a strange way.

Only Shengge knows that Marvin has really survived the new life arranged by Heaven for him.

Alas, rebirth, in the final analysis, this matter is a gift from heaven, and it is also a punishment.

It was only after Ma Wen woke up faintly that he felt refreshed.

"I was wrong."

Standing in front of Ma Wencai, Zhu Yingtai admitted her mistake decisively.

Ma Wencai cried so miserably and called her name, it must be her mistake.

Ma Wencai: (╯﹏╰)
Is your brain not working?

"baffling."

Ma Wen said angrily.

Zhu Yingtai heard the disgust in Ma Wencai's voice, touched her nose, and silently said in her heart that she should not argue with the crybaby.

In the past, she only thought that Ma Wen was a genius. She had admiration, longing, and a little bit of dissatisfaction in her heart, but under repeated blows, that little dissatisfaction disappeared long ago.

She knew that she was inferior to Ma Wencai in terms of intelligence and ability.

Now, after seeing Ma Wencai crying with her own eyes, Zhu Yingtai suddenly realized that she wanted to treat Ma Wen better.

Well, no matter how smart he is, he is also her little friend, her brother-in-law.

"Hmph, good women don't fight with men, I don't care about you."

Zhu Yingtai was as lively as ever, just like a sunflower in full bloom.Such a person will always bring a different color and temperature to those around him.

"Madam, Master Zhu sent someone to deliver two carts of pig's trotters."

The corner of Shengge's mouth twitched, Zhu Gongyuan, a man with a magical brain circuit, was making trouble.

She always feels that Zhu Yingtai is so lively and vivid, and Zhu Gongyuan's contribution is indelible.

It turned out that Zhu Gongyuan returned to the mansion and immediately summoned his dog-headed army divisions to discuss remedial measures.

Isn't it just what you like... Simple...

If you can’t give real estate or money, then give pig’s trotters.

Grabbing pig's trotters means that you love to eat.

Therefore, it is absolutely right to send pig's trotters.

In this way, Zhu Gongyuan collected two carts of pig's trotters full of confidence, and sent a cook by the way.

Shengge, who understood the cause and effect, wanted to do the most is to return the two carts of pig's trotters in exchange for two carts of silver.

Silver is never too much for a new money fan.

(End of this chapter)