In order to calm down the strange emotions that occurred after he killed someone, Ma Yuhui had already changed into a practice uniform since less than four o'clock in the morning, and practiced Liujiaquan's great luck over and over again in the open space in front of the living room of Luliuyuan, gradually immersed in the practice, and entered a state of selflessness.

More than three hours later, at 7:14 in the morning, the closed iron gate of the Green Willow Garden was silently pushed open, and Ma Ronggang, Chen Meihua and Yang Xiancheng appeared in the Green Willow Garden, and immediately saw Ma Yuhui, who was completely immersed in the practice.

Seeing this scene, Ma Ronggang's face showed a look of relief, Chen Meihua's expression was much lower, only Yang Xiancheng showed a smile and praised softly: "Yuhui can be favored by the old patriarch, and his diligence is inseparable. ”

"Shh Ma Ronggang heard Yang Xiancheng's words, made a silent gesture towards his wife and Yang Xiancheng, and then said softly: "Come into the house, don't disturb him to practice." ”

So, the three of them quietly entered the courtyard and quietly entered the living room.

Ma Yuhui noticed the return of his parents, but at this time he was immersed in this trance state and could not extricate himself, practicing Liu Jiaquan can help him calm the turbulent state of mind as soon as possible, so that he can recover his original calm mood as soon as possible.

This practice came to more than nine o'clock in the morning.

"It's over?" Looking at the thin figure in the yard and stopped moving, Chen Meihua, who had already prepared a wet towel, immediately walked down the steps, touched Ma Yuhui's little head with some distress, and asked without knowing whether it was distress or reproach: "How long have you been practicing?" ”

"Huh?" Ma Yuhui, who had just stopped practicing, was refreshed, and after hearing his mother Chen Meihua's inquiry, he raised his hand and scratched his cheeks, which were a little itchy, and replied honestly: "It started at 3:40 in the morning." ”

Saying this, Chen Meihua was even more distressed, and quickly wiped the sweat faintly oozing from Ma Yuhui's forehead with a towel, and said while wiping: "You kid, you are like this when your mother is not at home?" If you don't sleep well at three or four o'clock in the morning, what kind of boxing do you run out to practice? You're leaving tomorrow morning, how can you rest assured? ”

"Remember in the future, no matter where you go with the patriarch, first remember to take care of your body, and then talk to your mother on the phone at least once a month, and then ......"

Chen Meihua chattered, and Ma Yuhui listened honestly, until more than five minutes passed, seeing that her mother Chen Meihua still did not stop admonishing, Ma Yuhui had to say: "Mom, I'm hungry......"

So in the kitchen where the fire had not been turned on in Luliuyuan for a long time, there was a clanging sound, hearing this sound, Yang Xiancheng, who was originally sitting on the sofa drinking tea, changed his face greatly, and after getting up suddenly, he lowered his voice and said: "That, I just remembered that there is still something to deal with, I'll go and get busy first." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Ma Rong to speak out, he left in a hurry.

At this time, Ma Yuhui obviously saw a look called resentment on his father Ma Ronggang's face, but he couldn't understand what was going on for a while.

But soon Ma Yuhui knew that from the moment his mother Chen Meihua brought out three bowls of black things on a tray, he had a premonition.

"Huh." Chen Meihua put the tray on the dining table, turned around strangely, and asked Ma Yuhui, "Where did you go to Uncle Cheng?" ”

"Uncle Cheng said that he was in a hurry, so he left first." Ma Yuhui replied honestly.

"This man is really, I counted his share." Chen Meihua seemed to be a little unhappy, and after looking down at the three bowls of black things on the table, she seemed to be a little helpless and said, "Forget it, since he has something to go, it will be cheaper for you two fathers and sons...... Oh, his portion is yours. ”

As the wife of the deacon of the Ma family in Nancheng, Baifeng City, the conditions of Chen Meihua's mother's family are naturally not bad, and after marrying into the Ma family, there are not many opportunities to go to the kitchen.

She felt that she gritted her teeth and went to the kitchen today, which was already the best reward for Ma Yuhui, and Ma Ronggang was just touched by Ma Yuhui's blessing.

This is indeed a blessing, at least Ma Yuhui and Ma Ronggang swallowed tears in their stomachs while eating the black so-called medicinal food...... Happiness, really happiness!

The father and son glanced up at each other, and they both saw the bitter smile in each other's eyes, but they couldn't help it, they closed their eyes and pinched their noses...... Eat!

Half an hour later, the father and son, who seemed to have fought 300 rounds with an opponent of equal strength, fell on the sofa with some detachment, and his father Ma Ronggang put his legs on the coffee table.

He glanced back at his son Ma Yuhui slightly, and suddenly said, "In another twenty hours, you will be leaving, aren't you going to say something to us?" ”

The "......" living room instantly became audible, and Chen Meihua, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, trembled with her hands, and almost dropped the porcelain bowl in her hand, she didn't go out, just stood in front of the sink with her back to the living room, and her bright eyes were covered with a layer of fog at this time.

In the living room, Ma Yuhui raised his head and looked at his father Ma Ronggang, Ma Ronggang was also looking at him silently, looking at his son, who had been weak and sick since he was a child, and it took nearly a year to suddenly break out, the father and son were silent.

Six years is not a short period of time for any person, and six years is enough to change a lot.

Now Ma Yuhui is just ten years old, and his life has just begun, but at this time, he has to leave his parents for six years...... It's not something that can be said in a few words.

Ma Yu looked at his father's resolute face, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after all, he was only a ten-year-old child, and he was silent under the atmosphere before parting.

There were tears rolling in his eyes, and he wanted to hold back his tears, but the tears overflowed uncontrollably and slid down his immature cheeks.

At this time, Ma Ronggang suddenly laughed, he reached out and patted Ma Yuhui's shoulder gently, and laughed loudly: "Son, you have to fight for your father and mother!" The two of us are pointing to you coming back to give us a pension! ”

"Six years...... Hey, what will you be in six years?? ”

"Daddy guess, in six years, you must be a handsome guy who is obsessed with a little girl!"

"Daddy believes in you, when you come back in six years, you'll definitely give us a big surprise, right?"

"Mmmmmmmm......mmmm

On this day, the atmosphere in the Green Willow Garden was quite strange, and the laughter and crying sounded from time to time, as if to explain the joy and sorrow of the family of three before parting.

They would love to freeze the moment in time, but they can't.

At five o'clock the next morning, Ma Yuhui, who had been held by his parents and slept on the sofa for a night, got up lightly with red eyes, did not alarm anyone, lifted the simple luggage he had prepared, and quietly left the Green Willow Garden.

He didn't know that when he gently closed the iron fence door outside the courtyard, Ma Ronggang and Chen Meihua, who seemed to be still sleeping in the living room, opened their eyes almost at the same time......

"My son is gone."

"Yes, the old patriarch should be waiting for him at the door."

"I wonder what Yuhui will become in six years?"

“……”

After a period of silence, Ma Ronggang said softly: "Let's wait and see." ”

“…… I want to cry. ”

"Don't cry."

"Why?"

"You cry, I'm afraid I can't help it......"