The middle-aged woman looked at Ma Xiaoquan carefully and saw that the clothes Ma Xiao was wearing were obviously different from those of the children nearby. When did Lao Zhao have such a cousin?
"Come in quickly~" Although Aunt Hong was confused, she still gave up half of her body, and did not forget to turn her head and call home, "Lan Lan, what are you doing? Come out and get a glass of water."
As soon as he finished speaking, a young, somewhat lazy, but pleasant female voice came from the room: "Oh, I can't pour it by myself..."
Aunt Hong was stunned and was about to get angry when Uncle Zhao grabbed her and said, "Forget it, let's go in first and then we'll talk. We'll talk first after we go in."
Aunt Hong snorted and had no choice but to go back to the house carrying the spatula and the empty soy sauce bottle.
Two minutes later, Aunt Hong came out with a glass of warm water.
"Come, drink water!" Aunt Hong looked at Ma Xiaoquan and said with a smile.
Although Aunt Hong was very enthusiastic, Ma Xiaoquan could see that she was somewhat conflicted. After all, if he stayed here from now on, he would have to count an extra bite for food, drink, and toilette, and his expenses would definitely increase.
Uncle Zhao's family is supported by his own salary. If there is a sudden addition of one person, the family's finances will definitely be tight.
But Ma Xiaoquan had no choice. If he wanted to complete his mission here, he had to find a place to live. After all, this was already the 1980s, and it was not the era where he could kill at will as he had traveled back in time.
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan picked up the water glass and tears suddenly flowed out.
Aunt Hong was startled by this level. She quickly asked: "Xiaohu, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Does this water have a smell?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and pursed his lips and said: "No, Aunt Hong, I drink this water and think of my parents, woo woo woo... My dad died early, and my mom was also too sad because of it.
...Later, when my brother went out to work, he left me with my grandparents. But last year, my grandparents left, boo hoo... Thinking of this, I feel very sad...
...." Ma Xiaoquan was crying, holding a glass of water and taking a sip from time to time, which made Aunt Hong feel very distressed.
On the other hand, it was Uncle Zhao. His eyes widened and he thought to himself, you are really good at acting. Didn't we talk about this when we confessed together just now?
Seeing Aunt Hong's expression, Ma Xiaoquan felt a little embarrassed, but he also knew that Uncle Zhao said he could stay here, but in the end, Aunt Hong had to nod.
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan stood up and took out a cloth bag from the hidden pocket of his clothes.
"Aunt Hong, my grandma left this behind before she left. There's no use keeping it. I'll give it all to you. I want to live in your house. Don't worry, I won't live in vain. I'm also going out to find a job.
I will move out as soon as I can be completely independent. Just consider this the cost of living here."
As Ma Xiaoquan spoke, he opened the cloth bag. When it was removed to the last layer, several gold jewelry in the center leaked out.
When Aunt Hong saw it, she was startled. She quickly held it down, shook her head and said, "Xiaohu, you kid, Aunt Hong can't have this thing, she can't have it... This is what your grandma left for you.
If you grow up and get a wife in the future, you will also be able to use it."
From the look in Aunt Hong's eyes, Ma Xiaoquan could tell that Aunt Hong was not lying. Although he could feel that Aunt Hong liked those jewelry, Aunt Hong's firmness made Ma Xiaoquan admire this middle-aged woman.
Aunt Hong refused to take it, and Ma Xiaoquan suddenly felt that it was difficult to handle. He looked at Uncle Zhao, meaning that Aunt Hong didn't take it, so you take it. If you take it, can't I live here in a legitimate way?
Uncle Zhao reacted. He patted Aunt Hong's hand and said, "Wang Hong, this is what Xiaohu meant. Otherwise, just keep it. Even if you don't move, just keep it in mind until Xiaohu gets married tomorrow."
If you have a daughter-in-law, give it back to him."
Ma Xiaoquan took advantage of the situation and picked up an earring, put it into Aunt Hong's hand and said: "Aunt Hong, don't listen to uncle, these are all for you. You can wear them yourself or sell them. I heard that,
Recently, my family has to get indicators for Sister Lanlan, which will definitely cost money, so just use me to do it."
Before Ma Xiaoquan finished speaking, a female voice came over: "I don't know you, who do you call Sister Lanlan?"
Ma Xiaoquan raised his head and saw a young woman looking at him with wide eyes.
Although the woman was wearing some yellow pajamas, Ma Xiaoquan could tell that the woman had a good figure.
Ma Xiaoquan touched his head, stood up and said, "Hello, Sister Lan, my name is Ma Xiaohu."
Uncle Zhao also stepped forward to hold his daughter and said: "Lan Lan, this is the son of a distant relative of my father. Well, he is alone now. He really has no place to go, so he thought of joining his father."
The woman said oh, and he walked up to Ma Xiaoquan, looked at him and said, "Ma Xiaohu, um, how old are you?"
Getting close to the woman, Ma Xiaoquan visually estimated that she was about 1.66 meters tall. Because of the Yu Shang, Ma Xiaoquan's current appearance and age are the same as when he was seventeen years old.
When Ma Xiaoquan was seventeen years old, he had not yet reached his adult height, which was about 1.72 meters.
"I'm seventeen years old~" Ma Xiaoquan said with a slight smile, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Oh, he's quite tall." The woman curled her lips, then casually brought a small stool and sat down.
Uncle Zhao had no choice but to step forward and pour Ma Xiaoquan a glass of water in person.
Ma Xiaoquan stood up to take it, and then handed the water to Zhao Minglan.
Zhao Minglan was stunned and looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise.
Ma Xiaoquan said with a smile: "I stayed at the police station with my uncle last night and drank a lot of water. I'm not thirsty now, so I gave it to Sister Lan!"
"Pfft~~" Zhao Minglan was amused by Ma Xiaoquan. She took Uncle Zhao's arm and said, "Dad, this little brother is quite interesting. I think we will let him live in our house. Although our family is small, but
I’ve always wanted to have a younger brother, so what, so what?”
Of course Uncle Zhao wants Ma Xiaoquan to stay, but his wife Wang Hong doesn't decide, so he doesn't dare to make the decision.
It's not that Uncle Zhao is afraid of his wife, it's just a sign that he loves his wife very much.
Seeing that her daughter agreed, Wang Hong did not hesitate anymore. She smiled and said to Ma Xiaoquan: "Xiaohu, just keep it. Auntie Hong will keep these gold and silver jewelry for you."
Zhao Minglan's sharp eyes saw the gold earrings pushed into Wang Hong's hand by Ma Xiaoquan. She snatched them and put them on her left ear.
"Wow, it's so beautiful. This is the first time I've grown up wearing gold."
Wang Hong was angry. She grabbed her daughter and said, "You are so old, why are you still so ignorant? Come on, take it off, don't break it."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Aunt Hong, I think Sister Lanlan likes it. If not, let her wear these gold earrings."
Before Wang Hong spoke, Zhao Minglan nodded quickly: "Brother Xiaohu still understands me. Come on, sister, I will give you this glass of water."
Wang Hong was helpless and looked sorry for Ma Xiaoquan, not knowing what to say.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and pulled out a gold necklace from the cloth bag. It was very thin, but very beautiful.
"Aunt Hong, you are wearing this chain."
Uncle Zhao also echoed: "Yes, wear it, Xiaohu is no longer an outsider now."
Although Wang Hong resisted, she was still very happy in her heart, especially the necklace that Ma Xiaoquan thrust into her. When she opened the bag just now, she fell in love with it at first sight.
...
Uncle Zhao's home is not big, actually only about 32 square meters. However, Uncle Zhao knew some bricklayer friends in his early years, so he slightly renovated the home. Originally, it only had one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom.
Let him transform it into two bedrooms, one bathroom and one kitchen. Not only does Aunt Hong not have to compete with others for space in the corridor of Tongzi Building when cooking, Zhao Minglan also has her own small space.
However, because of Ma Xiaoquan's arrival, this small family had to be redistributed again.
Uncle Zhao and Aunt Hong must have a room together, and Zhao Minglan must have a room for herself. After all, she is a twenty-year-old girl and she must have her own space. However, after weighing it, Uncle Zhao decided to
Although it takes a little time to reduce the space between two bedrooms, it is acceptable.
Zhao Minglan was not happy at first when he heard that his small space was going to be compressed, but when he was helping his father organize his clothes just now, he found an unknown metal object in the pocket of his clothes.
According to Zhao Minglan's past experience, this should have been confiscated by her father while he was on duty.
Thanks to his father's career as a police officer, Zhao Minglan has seen many objects that he has never seen before. Of course, when he encounters some unimportant objects, his father can take them back and use them as household items. This is also a salary that his father can support the family by himself.
objective reasons.
Zhao Minglan concluded that this must be a good thing that her father had brought back privately, so even though she was not happy that her small space was being compressed, she did not refute it. After all, she had offended her father, and she was afraid that the gain would outweigh the loss.
Uncle Zhao was also surprised when he heard his daughter agreed. According to common sense, his daughter has a very stubborn temper.
"Could it be that this damn girl has a crush on Ma Xiaohu?" Uncle Zhao muttered in his heart, but he didn't reveal it, and then he quickly rejected his guess.
Although Ma Xiaohu is good-looking, he is three years younger than his daughter, and Xiaohu's oval-seed face is not the kind of face that leaders like. First of all, Uncle Zhao himself doesn't like this kind of oval-seed face.
He doesn't look very strong physically, and he certainly doesn't work very well.
Thinking of this, Uncle Zhao completely gave up his suspicion.
"Xiaohu, there is going to be some movement at home these days. Why don't you lay a floor for the next two days?" Uncle Zhao said.
Ma Xiaoquan nodded repeatedly. He originally thought that he could just have a place to sleep. Who would have thought that Uncle Zhao's family would actually plan a new place for him in this small house of more than thirty square meters. This made him really sad.
I was moved for a while.
At this point, Aunt Hong sighed deeply and said with some resentment: "If you hadn't been so stubborn and refused to give gifts to Mao Jianhua, our family would have lived in a big house long ago."