Ma Zhenzhong looked at Guan Ping'an, who usually even smiled with big eyes, and hesitated slightly: "Are you still worried about your father? Uncle will secretly tell you a secret." Don't you all talk about it?"

Guan Ping'an and the others nodded again and again.

Ma Zhenzhong smiled mysteriously. "Feng Shui over there in the old courtyard is really not good. I told your dad a long time ago, what is that? Dilemma! It's not good to be stuck there. ”

So it's the turn of bad things over there, and her father can turn evil into good fortune? But Secretary Tan knows what you said, and he will regret pulling you into the organization.

Well, Uncle Ma is worthy of growing up with her father, and he speaks in a divine way. I can't help it, she just likes to listen to it.

Uncle, don't you drink?

Drink!

Ma Minghai and Ma Mingjiang brothers looked at each other and were silent. It's definitely not their Lao Tzu who shouted loudly that he was shouting his daughter.

"You say that he is not too much to close the third child? Isn't his daughter my daughter, he will bully people as much as possible, when your father wanted to hug you when you were a child, he wouldn't let you. ”

- No, my dad said you were rude.

"The first time you sewed your father's shirt, he deliberately smeared his black handprints on his body. Girl, it's not uncommon for my father to say that he is the third child. ”

- No, you also took revenge.

He also joked that his father didn't have a daughter to buy meat when he was sixty-six. You said that if you don't prepare six taels of meat for your father, no, you can prepare sixty catties of meat for your father. ”

- Ouch, that's definitely fine.

Guan Ping'an nodded again and again, "Medium!" In fact, six hundred catties is no problem, but she doesn't dare to boast about Haikou now, doesn't that mean that she is not sincere and fooling people?

Obviously, she can hunt, cook, embroider, and raise pigs better than others.

"Good girl, let's go, let's go home. ”

Ouch, that's not going to work...... Frightened, Guan Ping'an shook his hands: "Listen, it's windy outside, let's leave later." ”

"Medium!"

This "in" is so neat and crisp. Guan Ping'an tilted her head and blinked, why did she think that her Uncle Ma was pretending to be drunk and fooling her?

But regardless of whether Ma Zhenzhong pretended to be drunk or not, he was obviously drunk. Nagging and nagging, there was soon a deafening snoring sound, which drowned out the whistling wind outside.

Guan Ping'an suddenly smiled dumbly, waved his hand to the two Ma Minghai brothers on the side, and then she brought a pillow and carefully lifted her Uncle Ma's head to put it away, and pulled the thick quilt to fold it.

Without her reminding, Ma Minghai and his brothers followed her to tidy up the kang table, brought the dishes and chopsticks to the hall one by one and immersed them in wooden plates, and moved the kang table to the kang tip.

Seeing Guan Ping'an put down the curtain on the curtain pole, the two brothers looked at each other and smiled knowingly. His father obviously has a niece, but he spoils An An, not for no reason.

But for Guan Ping'an, Ma Zhenzhong is not closer than his uncle. When she came to this world and tried to open her first eye, there was one more person besides her father and little brother.

That's her Uncle Ma.

It was her Uncle Ma who looked at her with a worried face and was overjoyed, and it was her Uncle Ma who took out his pockets and hurried back to the team to pay the money.

Or her Uncle Ma hurried to her father to report the news, or did her Uncle Ma rush to the hospital early the next morning. Back and forth, he was alone.

After the separation, it was also her Uncle Ma who pestered his uncle, Captain Ma, to ask for this yard, from her house to the move, he was busy alone.

This bit by bit, for her Guan Ping'an, has long since changed from kindness to family affection. The love of her uncle and uncle that she had never felt was felt in her Uncle Ma.

A good person should have a safe life and a life where his wishes come true. It's not that it has anything to do with her daughter, she will be her niece, closer than her niece by blood.

After settling Ma Zhenzhong, Guan Ping'an and the three of them returned to the west outer room with the lantern. With the relationship between the two families and the feelings between the juniors, the three brothers of the Ma family also have special thick quilts.

This is still the original Guan family, ready for them to take back, so that the three brothers will be warmer in winter. But I can't help it, Uncle Ma and his wife are both particular about people.

In her Aunt Feng's words, take it, and after a long time, she will get used to it. They can't set a bad example for their sons.

Actually, Guan Ping'an really doesn't care about this thing. Compared to her Uncle Ma, what is outside her body is nothing. If it weren't for the fear that her Uncle Ma would be scared, on his thirtieth birthday two years ago, she would have wanted to wrap three gold bricks as a congratulatory gift. In the future, she Uncle Ma can do whatever she passes on to her son.

It's a pity that as soon as she said this idea, her father was also frightened. Is it really that she doesn't pull a few tigers? For example, do you know? It means that this girl is not bad for money at all.

"Brother Ming Hai, you, uh-huh, fifty big characters?"

Ma Mingjiang immediately suppressed his voice and began to howl first, "Grandma, spare me." Can I read a book? Brother, come here. ”

Ma Minghai rubbed his right wrist with his left hand, "I just twisted my hand today." I'm so sleepy, second brother, you accompany An An to read, brother squints first, and Ming'er runs with you. ”

Hah, you're big!

Guan Ping'an squinted at the two of them speechlessly, but she was not enough to force the two brothers to study. Everyone has their own aspirations, not to mention that they can keep up with their studies.

Of course, she will not be bored and start practicing big characters by herself. Anyway, since she started copying books, she hasn't practiced big characters for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, the three-year appointment that Guan Ping'an promised back then had passed in a hurry, but it was too difficult and too difficult to fulfill her father's dream.

Whoever asked her to copy it could never catch up with the speed at which her father collected. I don't know where her father got so many rare books from, it must have moved someone's library.

Outside, the north wind was still howling, and the ghosts were crying wolves. The straw curtains hanging in front of the window were swept up again and again by the strong wind, and the windows crackled.

Fortunately, her house is not like some people's houses, it is built of adobe bricks, which looks very magnificent from the outside, but the interior is with earthen walls. Her house is the opposite, the walls are plastered and white-plastered.

Even the roof tiles, her father was disturbed by the winter storm. Every year before the autumn harvest, he would find time to repair the house.

Of course, if there were no Ma Zhenzhong and the three of them at home tonight, Guan Ping'an would definitely be the first to hide in the little gourd. To tell the truth, she was quite frightened that the glass on the window was cracked and smashed on the kang.

But it's also because of their grandfather's presence that her heart is warm. She wouldn't understand why the two brothers Ma Minghai didn't close the door outside, and why they called her often.

I must have heard that she was afraid of thunder and strong winds.

After midnight, the north wind seemed to be crazy, and its momentum intensified, and there was no sign of stopping at all. Listening to the snoring of the two brothers in the outhouse, Guan Ping'an only hoped that it would stop at dawn.

Her mother was worried that her father should go home too.

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