Accidentally entered a high gate

Zheng Chunfang saw that Xiao Wanwan wanted her to beat Ma Lifeng again, so she gently patted Xiao Wanwan's bottom. "Where did you learn that? Your dad carries you around all day, thinking about where to get you meat, and you still want your mother to beat him. If you keep thinking like that, your mother won't make you any more meat."

Little Bowl: "..." How could she forget how much her mother adored her father? Given how much her mother doted on him, even if her mother knew he was doing it on purpose, she wouldn't beat him. She...she's still flexible, isn't she?

Little Wanwan ran to Ma Lifeng's side, hugged his neck, and kissed him several times on the cheek. "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy..."

"Hahahaha..." Not bad, not bad, his daughter knows how to read the room. "Dad forgives you."

Little Bowl smeared some more saliva on his face before going back to the pot to wait for the meat.

Only after seeing that the father and daughter had reconciled did Zheng Chunfang ask, "Why did the brigade leader agree?"

While wiping his face, Ma Lifeng said, "Firstly, the captain doesn't want anyone to die. Secondly, he thinks I either have some connection with that old man or know something that ordinary people don't."

Zheng Chunfang thought the brigade leader might actually think that way. "When I go to the city with you in the future, I'll have to think more carefully about what I'll do."

"Hmm. But don't be too nervous. As long as you don't go against the government, you'll be fine. Your father-in-law, your eldest brother-in-law, and your second brother-in-law are all very capable. I guess the brigade leader will probably reduce their workload. The brigade leader didn't go too far to begin with, and I got involved. So the brigade leader is even less likely to torture them to death. As long as they adjust their mindset, they should be able to die peacefully in their old age."

Zheng Chunfang glanced at the doorway, then leaned close to Ma Lifeng and whispered, "Why are you helping him? Do you think he's innocent?"

"I don't know if he was wronged or not, but I do know that the country did not sentence him to death."

That's true. "I heard that some brigades have treated them quite badly."

"That's why our battalion commander is a smart man. Those other battalions..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Wanwan pointed to the door and made two "ah ah" sounds.

The young couple immediately stopped talking.

A moment later, the accountant walked in from the door. "Cooking?"

Ma Lifeng: "Hmm."

Zheng Chunfang: "Sit inside."

"No, thank you." The accountant looked at Ma Lifeng and smiled, "How much did you spend at the hospital today? I'll pay you."

Ma Lifeng stood up from the small stool, took out a cigarette, and handed it to the accountant. "Thanks. Here are the receipts."

After Ma Lifeng handed the receipt to the accountant, the accountant looked at it. "I heard you bought him lunch. Add the lunch cost to that."

"Forget about the food expenses; our brigade isn't well-off either."

"Even if we're not rich, we won't let you pay for it."

"I'll only put it on this once."

"Alright." After calculating the amount, he gave the money to Ma Lifeng and left.

As Zheng Chunfang served porridge to the small bowls, she asked, "Are you not asking for money for the food because you want the brigade leader and the others to treat those people even better?"

"No. I forgot to ask the cafeteria staff for a receipt."

Zheng Chunfang: "..." She definitely wouldn't forget it. Should she reduce his allowance in the future?

Little Wanwan tugged at Zheng Chunfang's pants. "Meatball! Meatball!"

Zheng Chunfang handed the bowl to Ma Lifeng. "You feed her, and I'll make you a few more pancakes." Her husband had never experienced poverty, so she didn't want to cut back on his allowance.

Ma Lifeng scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and handed it to the rim of the small bowl.

Xiao Wanwan saw that there were quite a few diced meat pieces inside and "Mmm" ate them in one bite.

Zheng Chunfang tapped her little nose. "You little glutton."

Little Bowl: "Hehe..."

Ma Lifeng: "What little glutton? It's clearly a little pig."

Zheng Chunfang glanced at him sideways and said, "She's a little pig, what are you?" before going to make him pancakes.

Little Bowl: "Big Pig."

Ma Lifeng: "Fine! You dare call me a big pig? I'm not feeding you anymore."

"Hehe..." Little Bowl pretended to kiss Ma Lifeng.

Ma Lifeng quickly stepped back. "Wife, your daughter wants to kiss me with her little slick lips."

"Who told you to call her a little pig? Honey, give her a few more kisses."

okay!

……

The father and daughter bickered for a while before finally settling down to eat.

On the other side, Ma Jingshan and Su Jingyu were also having a meal.

As Ma Jingshan ate, he remembered that Zheng Chunfang was about to graduate. "When is Xiao San planning to come back?"

"Summer harvest is complete."

That's more like it. "Has Yan Cheng and Yan Zhong not taken a vacation in a long time?"

Ma Jingshan and Su Jingyu now have four grandsons and five granddaughters.

His grandsons were named Ma Yancheng, Ma Yanzhong, Ma Yanhua, and Ma Yanxing. Their names signify carrying on the legacy of Chinese civilization and building a prosperous family and business.

The granddaughters are named Ma Yan'an, Ma Yanning, Ma Yanqing, Ma Yanhe, and Ma Yanlin. Although their names don't carry the same sense of responsibility as their grandsons' names, they still reflect a sense of patriotism and family values.

Among them are Ma Yancheng, Ma Yanzhong, and Ma Yan'an, who are Ma Lifeng's nephews and nieces, but are older than Ma Lifeng.

Su Jingyu took a sip of soup. "When Xiao San comes back, isn't he going to bring Chunfang and Wanwan back with him? Yan Cheng and Yan Zhong are worried that he can't take care of them alone, so they plan to take a vacation when he's about to come back."

Ma Jingshan thought that the kid would definitely send his luggage back first, and then bring his wife and children back. When he came back, he would have to ask his older brother and second older brother to get him two sleeper tickets.

But then I thought of the photos my youngest son sent back... "If Yan Cheng and Yan Zhong are busy, I'll have Xiao Wu pick them up."

Xiao Wu, whom Ma Jingshan mentioned, was his bodyguard.

Su Jingyu laughed upon hearing this. "Are you afraid someone will steal Wanwan's bowl?"