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Chapter 188 Simei's Interest

Fast forward to [-], Yicheng is about to take the college entrance examination, and the second is also entering junior high school, but it is a pity that he is struggling in his studies. He just left the first grade last year. Sanli's grades are good, and Simei's is still in the past .

After Qiao Zuwang entrusted Wei Shufen to help find someone to give away his daughter, Yicheng discussed with his younger siblings and decided to let Sanli and Simei move to Wang Zhong's hospital.

As Qiqi got older, she no longer lived with Ma Suqin, but moved back to Old Qiao's house last year, and lived with Yicheng and Erqiang, but the three meals of the brothers and sisters were still the same Solve it at Wang Zhong's house.

Ma Suqin is now also the front desk of the medical center and the cashier, and she has always been in charge of the nurse's work, cooking and cleaning at home, and Wang Zhong's monthly salary has risen to 50 yuan.

Although Qiqi left, Ma Suqin still did not move away from Wang Zhong's house.

I still remember the first night when Qiqi moved away, seeing the graceful figure of the mother-in-law under the light, Wang Zhong's heart throbbed endlessly.

It has been so many years since I came to the dungeon world, and I have been holding back for so many years, especially the current physical body, which is at the stage of teens and 20s, with fresh blood, and after these years of getting along, the relationship between the two Although their relationship has not yet broken through the last layer of window paper, they have long been tacit understanding between each other.

Go to the courtyard first, close the courtyard door, and insert the bolt.

Wang Zhongcai walked back to the house, looked at the door of Ma Suqin's room, but did not go in directly, but turned his head and entered the study next to it, which is also Wang Zhong's current bedroom.

In the room, Ma Suqin sat on the head of the bed, holding a needle in her hand, and a small dustpan next to it, which contained a few balls of cotton thread and a few needles.

The stick needle shuttled a few times, but Ma Suqin's eyes were fixed on the door, her ears were pricked up, listening to the footsteps outside the door, her heart fluctuated accordingly.

From far to near, but from near to far.

Ma Suqin's mood also changed accordingly, looking forward to, nervous, shy, entangled, and now lost.

He is, doesn't he like himself!
Is it disgusting that I have been divorced, is it a broken body?
Thinking of this, Ma Suqin's eyes could not help but dimmed a bit, her mind was in a mess, and the stick needle in her palm was no longer as finger-like as before.

hiss!
Ma Suqin took a deep breath, and the stick needle poked her finger. Fortunately, the end of the stick needle was not as sharp as an embroidery needle, only a little painful, and the flesh was not pierced.

Looking down at the side of the finger that was poked out, Ma Suqin stopped the movement of her hand, and felt even more depressed and entangled.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing coming from outside, Ma Suqin's heart felt as if overturning the seasoning jar, all of a sudden, all kinds of emotions were mixed.

After struggling for a long time, Ma Suqin put the stick needles in her hand into the dustpan, got up and opened the door, and went straight out. When she reached the door of the study, she stopped suddenly. The door of the study was only ajar. Inside, there was a figure sitting upright at the desk, writing furiously.

Gritting her silver teeth slightly, Ma Suqin resisted the idea of ​​rushing into the room, turned her head, and just saw the kettle and water glasses on the long table against the wall, and immediately came up with an idea.

Walking to the long table, I got a glass of water, mixed some cold boiled water, the water temperature was about the same, and I could drink it directly.

Ma Suqin took the water, went back to the door of the study, and knocked on the door.

"come in!"

When Ma Suqin pushed open the door, Wang Zhong had already put down his pen and turned to look at himself.

"Sister Suqin!" Wang Zhong greeted Ma Suqin with a smile.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Ma Suqin walked into the desk and handed the white enamel tea mug to Wang Zhong, "Drink some water."

The words are thick and full of concern.

"Can't sleep!" Wang Zhong shook his head, avoiding Ma Suqin's gaze, and his gaze was a little evasive.

"Can't sleep?" Ma Suqin frowned immediately, and naturally noticed Wang Zhong's dodging gaze just now: "What's wrong? Did something happen!"

Wang Zhong quickly shook his head: "Nothing happened, it's because I'm a little confused."

Seeing Wang Zhong's reaction, Ma Suqin couldn't help but see ripples in the depths of his heart lake.

Having been together day and night for several years, how could the relationship between the two be the same as it was a few years ago, without any progress.

Not to mention before moving to Wang Zhong's house, because of the series of events back then, although Ma Suqin didn't have a secret heart for Wang Zhong at that time, she had already shown some signs.

If Ma Suqin's heart can't be captured after several years of getting along day and night, then Wang Zhong's experience in the three dungeons can be said to be worthless.

There is a saying that is good, a good man does not need to deliberately pursue women, because there will always be women around you.

The only thing that stands between Wang Zhong and Ma Suqin is not the age difference between the two, but Ma Suqin's low self-esteem from being divorced.

Looking at Wang Zhong's somewhat dodgy eyes and Wang Zhong's shy expression, Ma Suqin could no longer keep calm in her heart.

"Yes...is it... because of me?" Ma Suqin didn't know how she said such embarrassing words. As soon as she said the words, she felt her mind went blank, her cheeks heated up rapidly, and her face became pale. It must be hot and embroidered red.

A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Wang Zhong expectantly.

But when Wang Zhong turned his head to look at her again, Ma Suqin didn't know whether it was because of shame or what, but felt that Wang Zhong's eyes were especially hot, as if he was going to eat herself to Hulun.

"Sister Suqin, I..." Wang Zhong's breathing stopped for a moment, and then he immediately became hurried, and his face was a little red.

"Is it because of me?" Ma Suqin didn't know what was wrong with her, she was obviously very nervous and tangled, and felt that she was a divorced woman who was already a broken woman, and she was not worthy of the king at all. Such an excellent man.

But it was a ghost who stepped forward and asked this question.

Originally, she was still a little entangled, shy and inferior, but as soon as she said these words, Ma Suqin simply turned her heart away, gritted her teeth, and looked directly at Wang Zhong with burning eyes.

In Ma Suqin's eager anticipation, the two looked at each other for a long time, and Wang Zhong finally nodded.

A smile suddenly appeared on Ma Suqin's pretty face, and the corners of her mouth were grinning and raised to both sides, her beautiful eyes were filled with joy and excitement.

Perhaps subconsciously, Ma Suqin stepped forward happily, bent down and opened her arms, and hugged Wang Zhong who was sitting on the stool, with her chin resting on Wang Zhong's shoulder, her eyes were blinded at some point. There was a layer of water mist, and he cried and laughed: "I knew it! I knew it!"

Hearing Ma Suqin's sincere words in his ear, Wang Zhong pulled away Ma Suqin's hand, turned slightly sideways, pulled and hugged Ma Suqin in his arms, and sat on his lap.

Holding Ma Suqin's slender waist with one hand, and holding Ma Suqin's hand with the other hand, looking into Ma Suqin's eyes, Wang Zhong's thick and magnetic voice sounded.

"So, Miss Suqin, what about you?"

"What exactly does that mean?"

Ma Suqin was stunned by Wang Zhong's sudden attack, her mind went blank, and she was so dazed that she couldn't hear what Wang Zhong said.

"what?"

After being asked by Wang Zhong, Ma Suqin woke up from her stupor, came back to her senses, and was at a loss for what to do.

But Wang Zhong didn't even say a word, he just leaned over and moved his head.

When their lips touched, Ma Suqin's eyes widened subconsciously. Looking at Wang Zhong's face who was close at hand, her mind went blank again. The first thing she thought of was not to push Wang Zhong away, but to close her eyes tightly. .

Before Ma Suqin could open her eyes, her jaw had already been knocked open. In shock, Ma Suqin's hands had wrapped around Wang Zhong's neck at some point.

As the so-called love arises without knowing it, it goes deeper and deeper.

Just as she was lost in thought, Ma Suqin only felt that she was being hugged by the waist, and Wang Zhong also left Ma Suqin's red lips in good time.

"Sister Suqin, it's getting late, let's go back to your room!"

An embarrassing blush instantly covered Ma Suqin's cheeks, but the hand around Wang Zhong's neck not only did not loosen, but tightened even more.

"En!" Responding like a mosquito, Ma Suqin buried her head in Wang Zhong's arms, her eyes were tightly closed, and her long and sparse eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Wang Zhong's physique and strength are several times that of ordinary people at their peak state, and his arms are as strong as a thousand catties. Let alone one Ma Suqin, even two more, Wang Zhong can easily hug him onto the bed.

"Turn off the lights!" Ma Suqin leaned against Wang Zhong's shoulder, resisting her shyness and said, but at this moment, her pretty face, which was already full of rosy clouds, fell into Wang Zhong's eyes, and it was full of spring.

Once the anger accumulated for several years broke out, it was so turbulent and majestic that it could not be described.

Ma Suqin only felt that she was a lonely boat on the rough sea, rising and falling with the rough waves.

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Zhong rarely got up, but Ma Suqin opened his eyes when the first ray of morning light came into the room, resisting his tiredness, Ma Suqin pushed Wang Zhong awake.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhong opened his sleepy eyes, although he didn't have two heavy dark circles like Ma Suqin's, but there was a sense of tiredness between his brows.

"Get up!" Ma Suqin said anxiously, "It's dawn, and they'll be here soon! What if they see it!"

"If you see it, you will see it! Both of us are already like this!" Wang Zhong didn't care, anyway, they will know about this matter sooner or later, so he simply closed his eyes again.

"It's still early, when they come over later, you will say that I have something to do today, and let Yicheng take his younger brothers and sisters to do morning exercises."

Wang Zhong, who should be taught, has already taught almost everything, but some ultimate moves such as inserting eyes and breaking throats have not been taught, and the rest are simple and effective self-defense methods. Now it is a matter of proficiency.

[-]% of them do morning exercises every day, running and punching, mainly for strengthening their bodies, self-defense skills are only part-time.

Whether Wang Zhong goes or not is the same.

"no!"

But Ma Suqin said firmly: "You can't let Yicheng know."

"Get up!" Said and pushed Wang Zhonglai again, "If you want to sleep, go back to your room and sleep!"

"Okay, okay!" Wang Zhong was also very helpless: "I'll get up now, I'll get up now!"

Now that Ma Suqin had woken them up, Wang Zhong had no intention of continuing to sleep. He got up, put on his clothes, stepped on slippers, and went to the courtyard to brush his teeth and wash his face. trace.

Sanli is okay, Simei is a familiar person, lively and active, who knows when she ran into the house, if she sees these things, it's okay.

The bed sheets were also removed by Ma Suqin, the straw mats were brushed in the courtyard to remove the marks, and the clothes and trousers naturally had to be washed, not only her own, but also Wang Zhong's.

When Wang Zhong was brushing his teeth by the faucet and washing his hands, Ma Suqin came over and looked around Wang Zhong's neck for a while, then heaved a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhong asked in a frothy mouth, his hands didn't stop moving, and he didn't speak very clearly, but Ma Suqin could hear clearly.

"It's not you!" Ma Suqin gave Wang Zhong an angry look.

Only then did Wang Zhong notice that Ma Suqin's collarbone, shoulders, and neck were all hickeys left by himself.

Wang Zhong poured saliva into his mouth, rinsed away most of the bubbles in his mouth, grinned and said with a smile: "When the love is strong, it is inevitable that you can't help it."

"Haven't you never talked about your partner? Where did you learn so many weird ways to torture people?"

Thinking of what happened last night, Ma Suqin couldn't help but blush. Although Wang Zhong's body is not as strong as Liu Dakui's, when it comes to men and women, even three Liu Dakui can't match Wang Zhong, not just his body Well, and there are many tricks.

"Of course I learned it from books."

"There are still these things in the book?" Ma Suqin looked disbelieving.

"You don't understand this!" Wang Zhong said: "In the eyes of those literati and poets in the past, these are called romantic."

"Ah?" Ma Suqin was a little confused, but after seeing Wang Zhong's suppressed smile, she immediately understood.

But before she could do anything, she was bitten by Wang Zhong.

"I'll make more breakfast later. I exercised too much last night. I'll eat more to replenish my strength."

As soon as these words came out, Ma Suqin blushed immediately.

Just one night plus one morning, the number of times Ma Suqin blushed has caught up with the year when she was married to Liu Dakui.

"Uncle!"

"Uncle!"

In the alley outside the courtyard, the voices of Yi Cheng and their brothers and sisters could be heard.

Seventy-seven years old was still young, so he was left at home and looked after by Ma Suqin.

I ran all the way to the tower, and after rounding with Xiang Nanfang, Xiang Bei, and Song Qingyuan, I ran back to the medical hall. The distance was a little farther, and Yi Cheng, Er Qiang, and Xiang's brothers and sisters, who were slightly older, still insisted help, but Sanli and Simei couldn't hold on anymore.

Every time Song Qingyuan took the initiative to ask Ying to stay and escort Sanli and Simei.

In the open space in the backyard of the hospital, seven children stood in two rows.

Wang Zhong stood with his hands behind his back, and said loudly: "You are lucky today, I am in a good mood, and I will teach you a set of 36-way grappling hands."

"Northern, come up and show me the demonstration."

"Yes!" After practicing martial arts with Wang Zhong in the past few years, coupled with the sufficient nutritional supplements at home, Xiang Beibei, who has just grown up, has grown stronger and stronger. Wang Zhong, who is 1.8 meters three, is even shorter in front of him. a few centimeters.

Among the crowd, Xiang Beibei is the one who is most excited, especially in recent years, with the reform and opening up, countless Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts novels and movies have poured into the mainland. thing.

For the kung fu taught by Wang Zhong, he also yearns more and more.

After spending 10 minutes, Wang Zhong taught the first three ways and let them start to practice.

"Simei, come here!" Wang Zhong asked Xiang Nanfang and Sanli's two daughters to practice against each other, and called Simei over alone.

Taking Simei to the front of the weapon rack, Wang Zhong put his arms around his chest and said, "Pick one you like!"

"what?"

Simei was dazzled by the dazzling array of swords, guns and sticks, and almost all the weapons of the [-]th class. She pointed to the weapon rack, then pointed to herself, and asked incredulously, "Let me choose?"

"Which one do you like the most?" Wang Zhong asked with a smile.

"Then..." Simei didn't even think about it, she pointed to the unopened sword on the weapon rack and said, "Let's just use the sword!"

"it is good!"

Wang Zhong stepped forward and pulled out the long sword on the shelf, and casually held a sword flower in his hand. When the long sword trembled, the sword body trembled accordingly, Weng Ming couldn't stop.

"Look carefully!"

Wang Zhong stepped forward a few steps and walked two meters away from Simei. He held the sword in his right hand and held it behind him.

With just a few movements, Simei's eyes lit up.

Seeing that Wang Zhong was wearing a white training uniform, the long sword in his hand really turned into an extension of his arm, dancing with a sharp sword light, and at the same time giving people an extreme sense of beauty.

The steps under his feet change, like a tower fighting, his body is as vigorous and flexible as a monkey, and the long sword in his hand swayes like a waterfall of sword light in mid-air.

Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons flying.

Come like a thunderbolt to receive anger, stop like a Jianghai condensing clear light.

The sword dance of just five or six minutes attracted all the eyes of everyone who was fighting against the grappling hands.

Wang Zhong withdrew the sword and held it upside down behind his arm, pressed down with the sword finger of his left hand, and exhaled a foul breath.

Looking at Simei who was stunned, Wang Zhong asked with a smile, "How is it?" with a bit of pride in his eyes.

Simei swallowed her saliva, jumped up immediately, and kept clapping her hands: "So beautiful, so amazing! Uncle, I want to learn this, I want to learn this."

Girls, it is always difficult to refuse beautiful things, especially Qiao Simi, who only looks at her face when she was a child. No matter what she buys or does, she only cares about whether it looks good or not, and never cares about whether it is practical or not.

Xiang Nanfang and Sanli also had bright eyes, showing great interest in the sword dance that Wang Zhong showed just now.

"Then I have to tell you first, the folding sword dance is good-looking, but it is not practical, but there are still many benefits in exercising body flexibility and proficiency in swords."

"There are a few of you!" Wang Zhong looked at Xiang Nan and Sanli next to him, and said, "If you want to learn, I will teach you from tomorrow morning!"

"I don't want to learn useless airs!" Xiang Beibei was the first to express his opinion.

Yicheng also shook his head, not to mention the second best, who had no interest in martial arts.

But to Wang Zhong's surprise, Xiang Nanfang also chose to shake his head: "I'm already in the first year of high school, and my studies are getting heavier and heavier. I'm afraid I won't have time to study in the future!"

Senior one and senior two are a little better, but when it comes to senior three, it will be a sprint stage. If you want to be admitted to a good university, you have to work hard from now on.

Otherwise, with the last year of senior year alone, how could he survive those competitors who study hard day after day.

"Where's Sanli?" Wang Zhong looked at Sanli.

Sanli bit her lip, thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "I don't want to learn anymore, I'd better practice grappling!"

······
In the evening, Simei received a gift, a long sword cut out of miscellaneous wood, the whole body was over one meter long, and there was a beautiful sword tassel tied to the hilt, which was sewn by Ma Suqin herself.

Simei was so happy that she kissed Wang Zhong directly on the face.

Although Simei grew up to be hated so much that she wished she could rush into the TV and break her legs, but when she was a child, Simei was really lively and cute, eccentric and very cute of.

"Thank you, uncle! I like this gift!" Looking at the wooden sword in her hand, Simei saw the picture of Wang Chong dancing the sword in the morning. After thinking about it, the person in the picture changed from Wang Zhong to herself... ···

Looking at the twinkling stars in Simei's eyes and the smile on her face, Wang Zhong couldn't help shaking his head and said, "Sword dance is much more difficult than fist and kick. You have to be mentally prepared. Since you decide to learn, you can't give up halfway."

"Uncle, don't worry! Such a beautiful sword dance, I must learn it!" Simei clenched her fists and said firmly.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Just don't cry when the time comes."

"Hmph! I don't know how to cry!" Simei said a little arrogantly.

Early the next morning, Simei got up early, and for the first time, Sanli didn't wake her up.

Put on the exercise clothes, wash your face and brush your teeth, go for a run first, then return to the backyard of the hospital early, take the wooden sword that Wang Zhong gave you last night, and wait with anticipation.

For learning swords, Simei showed a very high enthusiasm, which was far higher than when she was learning fist and foot exercises.

With the foundation of learning wrestling before, Xiang Beibei also made rapid progress in learning grappling hands.

What surprised Wang Zhong the most was Xiang Nanfang. This little girl had been so-so before, and she showed an excellent talent in grappling, even better than Xiang Beibei.

As time passed day by day, Xiang Beibei, like Yicheng, ushered in one of the most important turning points in his life - the college entrance examination!
Xiang Nan's studies are getting heavier and heavier.

The number of teams that originally practiced every morning was getting smaller and smaller.

On this day, the college entrance examination ended, Wang Zhong took Ma Suqin and Ercheng brothers and sisters outside the school to wait for Yicheng to come out.

"Big brother!"

As soon as they saw Yicheng and Ercheng, they couldn't wait to meet them.

"Second Qiang, Sanli... why are you here?" Originally, she performed well, but when she saw her younger brothers and sisters as soon as she left school, Yicheng was even more happy, and rushed up to hug Ercheng and the others .

"Uncle brought us here!" Er Qiang said.

Yicheng followed the trend and saw Wang Zhong and Ma Suqin standing side by side.

"Uncle!" Yicheng let go of his brothers and sisters, walked up to Wang Zhong, looked into Wang Zhong's eyes, smiled, and shouted from the bottom of his heart.

"Let's go! Go home, my uncle will cook and cook a delicious meal today! Let's celebrate!"

(End of this chapter)