Summary of the previous chapter: Cao Cao's first expedition against Wuhuan had no results. Ma Xiaoquan suggested that Cao Cao wait for an opportunity to attack... At the same time, Qing Yi finally became pregnant...
"This..." Ma Xiaoquan failed to succeed, and inevitably felt a little regretful in his heart. However, thinking of the fight with his wife Hua Yuexin last night, Ma Xiaoquan regained his energy.
"Hmph, you won't let me sleep or touch you? I'll go find Diao Chan, hehe!"
After saying that, Ma Xiaoquan wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and went straight to Diao Chan's room.
Diao Chan's room.
Ever since she gave birth to her son Ma Xiao, Diao Chan has devoted all her thoughts to her son.
Since Prime Minister Ma Xiaoquan made a clear statement, Ma Xiao, the originally "eldest son", suddenly became the most promising candidate to become the next generation head of the Ma family. For this reason, as Ma Xiao's mother, Diao Chan spared no effort.
He devoted himself to teaching his son.
In order to make her son more outstanding, Diao Chan not only let her son practice martial arts with Liang Long, but also taught her son how to read at a young age.
Diao Chan didn't know much about literacy at first, but after marrying Ma Xiaoquan, Diao Chan worked hard to learn Chinese characters. Now Diao Chan has learned a lot.
"Mom, no, I'm going to learn martial arts from Uncle Liang Long..."
Diao Chan looked angry and reprimanded Ma Xiao: "A man, if you study literature, you must practice martial arts. To practice martial arts, you must also study literature. Whatever mother tells you, you do it!"
Ma Xiao didn't dare to contradict his mother, so he had to keep his mouth closed and listen obediently.
Ma Xiaoquan heard the conversation between mother and son and stopped.
...
The child is a child after all, and after a while he forgot about his mother's scolding.
"Guan Guan Jiujiu, in the river continent, a graceful lady, a gentleman likes to fight..."
Although Ma Xiao could not read yet, he was still very smart as he learned to speak from Diao Chan. After a while, Ma Xiao actually learned the first four sentences.
At this time, Ma Xiaoquan happily opened the door, stepped forward to pick up his son, kissed his son on the cheek, and praised his son: "Xiao'er is really smart!"
Ma Xiaoyi was extremely happy when he saw Ma Xiaoquan.
"Daddy!" Ma Xiaoquan hugged Ma Xiaoquan's neck, "Daddy, Xiao'er wants to ride a horse."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and put his son on his neck: "Hold on tight, Daddy will be your horse!"
Beside her, Diao Chan held the Book of Songs in one hand and held Ma Xiaoquan in her other hand: "Ms. sir, you are not allowed to play with your son!"
Ma Xiaoquan stepped forward and kissed Diao Chan: "Chan'er, you are too impatient. This is not the way to educate children. They must combine work and rest!"
On Ma Xiaoquan's shoulder, Xiao Ma Xiao listened and quickly said: "We must combine work and rest, we must combine work and rest!"
Diao Chan blushed and stopped talking.
Ma Xiaoquan put Ma Xiao down, leaned next to Diao Chan's ear, and asked softly: "Does Chan'er want Xiao'er to be the head of the Ma family?"
Diao Chan was stunned for a moment, her eyes widened and she immediately denied it.
Although the husband has long said that children do not distinguish between high and low, everyone knows that the real wife of the Ma family is Hua Yuexin. Although Diao Chan and others received the same treatment as Hua Yuexin.
However, the children did not.
The problem is not internal to the family, but comes from outside.
Since the relocation banquet, the number of visitors to the Ma family compound has gradually increased. Zhao Er is responsible for the usual receptions. When meeting people with more prominent family backgrounds, ladies like Diao Chan have to go out to greet the guests.
Of course, if the status is more noble, Madam Hua Yuexin will personally greet you.
As for the head of the family, in Diao Chan's memory, the husband has only greeted a few people in person, such as Cao Cao, and Guo Jia...
Among the people who come to visit, someone will always mention the children of the Ma family. Some people are okay and just say a few words, while some people simply divide the children into legitimate children and concubine children.
Although Ma Xiao is the eldest son, he is the eldest son of a concubine. For this reason, Diao Chan has always been a little concerned.
Diao Chan once thought that if it weren't for Hua Yuexin, she should be the Ma family's head wife...
"Cicada," Ma Xiaoquan hugged Diao Chan into his arms and murmured, "You are thinking a little too much. Have you forgotten that your husband-in-law, I will not grow old!"
Diao Chan shook her head and said slowly: "Chan'er will not forget it, but my husband, in more than ten years, we will all be old. Will my husband still have the heart to continue to be the head of the family?"
This question stunned Ma Xiaoquan.
Diao Chan is right. In more than ten years, the wives will slowly grow old and the children will grow up. By that time, because I will not grow old, my wives will think of me. They will envy me.
?Is it jealousy? Or...
Also, how will the children see themselves?
Ma Xiaoquan can tell his women that he is immortal, but he really doesn't want to have his sons and daughters. Besides, if the solar recorder is found, Ma Xiaoquan must go back, because that is his home.
, is the place where I was born and grew up, and...Mingyue Xin...
"Well" Ma Xiaoquan breathed out.
Ma Xiaoquan understands that he cannot always dominate the position of the head of the family. One day, he will step down from the throne of the family head, even disappear, or declare "death", leaving the position of the head of the family vacant for the younger generations.
Take care of it and inherit it.
However... Diao Chan is indeed a little impatient.
According to the genealogy record in the uncle's hand, the second generation head of the Ma family should be Ma Zheng, Huayue Xinsheng's legitimate son.
As for Ma Xiao and Ma Kun, they died because of the rebels seizing power and rebelling.
So, who is this gangster?
Ma Xiaoquan ignored Diao Chan. He shook his head and said to himself: "Rogue? Is it Mr. Lu? Or Yuan Fang? I really don't understand..."
Ma Xiaoquan didn't want to think too much, and he didn't dare to think too much. After all, these were his children. As the saying goes, the palms and backs of the hands were all flesh. No matter which child died prematurely, the parents would be heartbroken.
Returning to his bedroom, Ma Xiaoquan sat down on the couch, touched his belly, and asked tentatively: "Heart of Time, Heart of Time, can I save my son?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the heart of time in his belly began to violently agitate.
Ma Xiaoquan endured the discomfort and gritted his teeth and said, "What if I have to do this?"
As soon as Ma Xiaoquan said these words, the heart of time in his belly suddenly stopped agitating.
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan was just about to speak again when suddenly, he felt severe pain in his abdominal cavity, like a burning fire.
"Ah" Ma Xiaoquan pressed his lower abdomen, and big beads of sweat immediately appeared on his head.
"Why? Why not?"
The Heart of Time did not answer and could not answer Ma Xiaoquan's question. All it could do was to torture Ma Xiaoquan.
"If that's the case, you can bite me back, like Huang Jingming did..."
As soon as these words came out, the heart of time in the abdomen stopped again.
This time, Ma Xiaoquan carefully waited for the Heart of Time to erupt again, but after waiting for half a stick of incense, there was no movement from the Heart of Time.
"Why? Why did you bite Huang Jingming to death, and why did you show mercy to me?"
Ma Xiaoquan knew that it was impossible for the Heart of Time to answer his question, because the Heart of Time could not speak at all.
Ma Xiaoquan sat back on the couch, crossed his legs, and meditated quietly.
This sitting lasts for an hour.
"Dong dong dong" the door suddenly rang.
Ma Xiaoquan slowly opened his eyes, got down and opened the door to see that it was Hua Yuexin.
"What's wrong ma'am?"
Hua Yuexin stood on tiptoes, glanced into the room twice, and then said, "Ms. sir, I want to talk to you about Zheng'er's affairs."
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, looked at Hua Yuexin inexplicably, reached out and touched Hua Yuexin's forehead, and asked: "Madam, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"
Hua Yuexin shook her head: "I'm fine, I just want to talk to my husband about serious matters!"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and let Hua Yuexin into the room.
After Hua Yuexin sat down, Ma Xiaoquan asked slowly: "What does Madam want to tell me about Zheng'er?"
Hua Yuexin did not answer Ma Xiaoquan's question quickly, but first told Ma Xiaoquan some interesting things. After the atmosphere became a little more cheerful, Hua Yuexin said: "Zheng'er, can you become the head of this family?"
Ma Xiaoquan had long expected that Hua Yuexin would say this. He chuckled and asked cleverly: "What do you think?"
Hua Yuexin shook her head.
"You don't know or you don't want to know?"
Hua Yuexin shook her head again.
"Ma'am, what do you mean?"
Hua Yuexin bit her lower lip and said, "I don't want Zheng'er to be the head of this family!"
Ma Xiaoquan hummed: "Why?"
Hua Yuexin said: "Ms. sir, do you know? The reason why the main family and the branch family of my Hua family are in such trouble is because of the direct descendants and concubine seniors. If one of the direct descendants or concubine seniors stands up and says
A fair-minded person wouldn't be able to reach this level of trouble..."
Listening to Hua Yuexin's complaints, Ma Xiaoquan finally understood Hua Yuexin's good intentions.
For the development of the family and the Ma family, Hua Yuexin truly dedicated herself to everything. Not only that, in order to weigh the relationship between the family, Hua Yuexin even voluntarily gave up the opportunity to let her son become the head of the family.
Ma Xiaoquan interrupted Hua Yuexin and said: "Okay, I understand!"
Hua Yuexin nodded and stopped talking.
Ma Xiaoquan stepped forward, gently stroked Hua Yuexin's three thousand black hair, and said slowly: "Yue'er, I'm really sorry for you..."
Hua Yuexin buried her head in Ma Xiaoquan's chest, shook her head gently, and choked up: "This family, this Ma family, can no longer be like my Hua family..."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded, picked up Hua Yuexin and held her tightly in his arms.
After lying in Xianggong's arms for a while, Hua Yuexin actually fell asleep.
Ma Xiaoquan carefully placed Hua Yuexin on the couch and covered her with a quilt.
Looking at his wife sleeping soundly, Ma Xiaoquan sighed in his heart: Yue'er, sometimes some things are really not yours and I can't make the decision. In fact, fate has been arranged for Ma Zheng before you and me.