Summary of the previous chapter: Forced by Qiao Yu's obstruction and questioning, Ma Xiaoquan could only tell that he was the "fake" Fourth Young Master of the Ma family...
Qiao Yu used great force, pinching Ma Xiaoquan's face and rubbing it back and forth. Ma Xiaoquan kept yelling, "Oh, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain"--on the back of Qiao Yu's face was pinched and rubbed randomly.
Qiao Yu let go of his hand and looked at Ma Xiaoquan's red face, which was already pinched by him, and said in surprise: "You...you are not wearing a human skin mask?"
Ma Xiaoquan rubbed his face and cried out: "Of course I didn't wear it. Didn't I say it before? I am Ma Xiaoquan, but I am not Fourth Young Master Ma."
"This... how can there be such a thing? You both look exactly the same and have the same figure... Oh, by the way, take off your clothes."
Ma Xiaoquan covered his chest: "What are you doing? Second sister-in-law, you have my second brother and two little nephews..."
"Go, stop being poor. Come on, if you don't take off your clothes, I will help you."
"Okay, okay," Ma Xiaoquan reluctantly took off his shirt.
"Turn around!"
Ma Xiaoquan turned around and showed his back in front of Qiao Yu.
"As expected...you are indeed not the fourth uncle. There is a scar on the fourth uncle's back, but you don't..." Qiao Yu said a little disappointed.
Ma Xiaoquan put on his clothes and said helplessly: "Second sister-in-law, are you satisfied this time?"
Qiao Yu breathed out, walked back to Mrs. Ma, and said, "Grandma, where is the fourth uncle? The fourth uncle is really..."
Mrs. Ma nodded with tears in her eyes: "Yes, your uncle and I have already implemented this matter. Yu'er, please don't do that to the first-generation head of the family in the future..."
Qiao Yu pursed her lips and held back her tears. Then she exhaled and said to Ma Xiaoquan, "Ma Xiaoquan, where are you from?"
Ma Xiaoquan sighed: "How should I say it? It should be said very far away."
"Far, far away, how far? Is it a side story?"
Ma Xiaoquan and Li Qinghan looked at each other and smiled: "It should be said that it is much further away than that. Well, to put it simply, I am not from this era."
"Era? What do you mean?" Qiao Yu didn't understand what Ma Xiaoquan said.
Dongfang Qingxue approached Qiao Yu and briefly explained to her the meaning of "era". After listening, Qiao Yu nodded.
"Then what is the purpose of your coming?"
Ma Xiaoquan said: "Find what I need, and then revitalize my Ma family."
"You? How can you revitalize yourself just by yourself?" Qiao Yu didn't believe Ma Xiaoquan's words.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and said: "I am not the same person. I have Qinghan, Qingxue, Miss Beiming, my grandma, my uncle, and the loyal servants of the Ma family..."
"No, it's too difficult. Why hasn't my father, Ma Ruiqing, thought about revitalizing the Ma family? But because..."
"Because Ningyuan needs someone to guard that mysterious place, right?" Ma Xiaoquan interjected.
"You...how do you know?" Qiao Yu was surprised.
Mrs. Ma said: "Yu'er, Ruiqing also knows about the identity of the first generation head of the family."
"Dad also knows? Grandma, does Uncle Tong know?"
Mrs. Ma nodded.
"Does the mother-in-law, my husband-in-law, and my third brother and his wife know about it?"
Mrs. Ma shook her head: "Ma Tong also knows."
Qiao Yu breathed out and fell silent.
Li Qinghan stepped forward, took Qiao Yu's hand, and said comfortingly: "Sister Yu, I'm sorry for keeping this secret from you for so long, but I hope you understand..."
Qiao Yu raised his head and smiled bitterly: "Sister Qinghan, you should have told me about this earlier. Since this person's filial piety is not the other's, then you can get married to him. Hmm, it's really an advantage for him..."
Qiao Yu rolled his eyes at Ma Xiaoquan.
"Hey, second sister-in-law, what you said is really heartless. Since I came to the Ma family, I have done nothing but for the Ma family. I have worked so hard to climb up to the second rank of Jinyiwei.
What is the purpose of being a deacon? What is the purpose of opening a club in heaven and earth, reselling wild mountains and rivers, and building a gathering place for merchants? Isn’t it all for the Ma family..."
Qiao Yu nodded and said: "Since you have said that you want to revitalize the Ma family, of course you will do these things."
"I..." Ma Xiaoquan was speechless.
Qiao Yu burst into laughter and said: "Okay, okay, I won't talk about you anymore. In fact, I have to thank you. Thank you very much. The Ma family is really saved with you here."
Ma Xiaoquan felt a little embarrassed when he heard Qiao Yu thank him: "Second sister-in-law, please don't say that, but I hope you can help me hide my identity. I don't want my second brother, third brother and third sister-in-law to know..."
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Qiao Yu nodded: "Don't worry, this matter will be buried in my stomach, but won't you tell me about it from my mother's side?"
Ma Xiaoquan sighed: "I will tell you personally when the time is right."
"Okay, but you said you are the first generation head of the family, so I will test you. Do you know these words?"
As Qiao Yu spoke, he dipped his hand in tea and wrote a few words on the desk.
Ma Xiaoquan glanced over his head and asked: "Bayi Clan characters?"
"Eh? You know, well, tell me, what do these words mean?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled. Although the Baiyi characters written by Qiao Yu were not very standard, he could recognize them, and seeing these words reminded him of the scene in the late Han Dynasty:
That day, Ma Xiaoquan was playing with Hua Yuexin and her son Ma Zheng. Ma Zheng was holding a few small pieces of wood in his hand and barking while playing. Ma Xiaoquan looked interesting and knelt down to pick up Ma Zheng.
Then he spoke a Baiyi clan language, then took a small piece of wood from his son's hand and threw it into the wind.
The Baiyi clan language that Ma Xiaoquan said at that time was "spiral shuriken". If he wanted to say why he said this, it was purely because he remembered the skills of the protagonist of an island country cartoon at that time...
Seeing that Ma Xiaoquan was silent, Qiao Yu clicked his tongue and said, "How about it, don't you know? Hum hum."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Of course I know, these words are: Spiral Shuriken."
"Spiral shuriken? What do you mean?"
Ma Xiaoquan said: "How should I put it? This is exactly what I used to tease my son."
"Son? Do you still have a son?"
Ma Xiaoquan said helplessly: "Why can't I have a son? How can the Ma family continue for more than a thousand years without a son? Really..."
Qiao Yu chuckled: "Oh, that's it. Huh, if you say that, I think you can't get married to Qinghan."
"Why?"
Qiao Yu said: "You are already married and have a son. Qinghan will be in trouble by marrying you."
"What's a loss or not? It happened over a thousand years ago, okay? I'm not married now." Ma Xiaoquan said unconvinced.