Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan showed a piece of cloth with the task target drawn by himself. Mrs. Ma said that she had seen the things on the cloth before...
"I understand..." Ma Xiaoquan nodded and prepared to leave.
"Your Excellency, wait a minute." Ma Tong stopped Ma Xiaoquan.
"Hmm? Uncle Tong, is there anything else?"
Ma Tong was stunned for a moment: "Your Excellency, you still call me Uncle Tong?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "You are an elder, so it is appropriate to call you. There is nothing wrong with it."
Ma Tong was a little moved, shook his head and said: "Sir, Ma Tong has a merciless request..."
"Uncle Tong, it doesn't matter if you say it."
Ma Tong and Mrs. Ma looked at each other. After getting Mrs. Ma's permission, Ma Tong said: "I, the Ma family, would like to ask you to pretend to be the fourth son of my Ma family."
"What?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, "Pretending to be your Fourth Young Master? This..." Ma Xiaoquan was in trouble.
It's not that Ma Xiaoquan doesn't want to pretend to be the Fourth Young Master, it's just that these Fourth Young Masters are too naughty. Beijing is such a big city, and all Ma Xiaoquan heard from Tu Dan were weird anecdotes about these Fourth Young Masters, and none of them were serious.
If you pretend to be such a dandy, wouldn't you have to endure the scorn of everyone in Beijing?
"Uncle Tong, this matter... I hope you can hire someone else." Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand and bypassed Ma Tong.
Madam Ma rushed forward, grabbed Ma Xiaoquan's arm, and said: "Sir, I beg you, madam." As she said this, Madam Ma knelt down in front of Ma Xiaoquan with a thud.
"Oh my God," Ma Xiaoquan was startled. Mrs. Ma was in her seventies, and a young man like him couldn't bear this kneeling ceremony. Besides, Mrs. Ma was actually herself.
Your great-great-great...grandma, if you let your great-great-great...grandma kneel down for you, your life will be shortened.
Without saying a word, Ma Xiaoquan lifted Mrs. Ma up, knelt down in front of Mrs. Ma and said, "Old lady, I can't bear this gift from you. I'll give it back to you!" As he said,
Ma Xiaoquan kowtowed nine times to Mrs. Ma.
Mrs. Ma stood blankly in front of Ma Xiaoquan. This scene at this moment seemed to make her see her own grandson...
"Quan'er..." Madam Ma couldn't help but call out softly.
Ma Xiaoquan raised his head, looked at the housekeeper Ma Tong's passionate eyes, then looked at Mrs. Ma's completely white hair, and sighed helplessly.
"Okay...I promise you..."
When Ma Xiaoquan said this, Mrs. Ma and the housekeeper Ma Tong immediately became happy. They couldn't help but stepped forward, holding Ma Xiaoquan's hands from left to right, and shook them gratefully.
"Old Madam, Uncle Tong, you..."
Mrs. Ma's eyes were filled with tears, and the housekeeper Ma Tong was also in tears.
"No matter what, my Ma family at least has a grandson. If you don't mind it, my old lady will ask you to be my grandma..."
Ma Xiaoquan hummed, then knelt down in front of Mrs. Ma again: "Grandma, my grandson kowtows to you."
Mrs. Ma covered her mouth, fearing that she would cry. Ma Tong also shook his body violently, suppressing the excitement in his heart.
"Get up quickly, get up quickly..." Mrs. Ma stepped forward and helped Ma Xiaoquan up, patting the dust all over Ma Xiao's body distressedly.
Ma Xiaoquan was also very excited. He had never seen his grandfather and grandmother since he was born, because his grandparents had passed away before Ma Xiaoquan was born.
Growing up, without the love of his grandfather and grandmother, Ma Xiaoquan always felt that something was missing.
"Grandma..." Ma Xiaoquan called out excitedly again.
Mrs. Ma warned her, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
Ma Tong was startled and quickly comforted Mrs. Ma... Li Qinghan lived in the small courtyard not far from Mrs. Ma.
Ma Xiaoquan took Mrs. Ma's hand and said, "Grandma, let's go into the house and talk..."
"Okay"
The three of them walked into the house and closed the door tightly.
Ma Tong poured a cup of tea for Mrs. Ma and Ma Xiaoquan, while he stood beside Mrs. Ma like a guard.
"Uncle Tong, you..."
Ma Tong chuckled: "Quan'er, actually I'm quite ashamed of you calling me uncle. After all, I, Ma Tong, am not a real man, hey."
When Ma Tong said this, Ma Xiaoquan noticed that there was no beard on Ma Tong's chin. His face was very smooth and his skin was much fairer than that of ordinary men.
"Uncle Tong, what's going on?"
Ma Tong smiled bitterly: "I entered the palace when I was young and had my treasure cut off, and was expelled later. I was forced by life and was about to die... If it weren't for the master and my wife, I would have had this miserable life.
I’m afraid it’s long gone.”
Mrs. Ma sighed and said, "Ma Tong, don't say that. I have seen all your dedication to my Ma family over the years, old lady, and I will remember it in my heart."
Ma Tong shook his head: "Madam... I, Ma Tong, was looked down upon by others because I was not a man. It was the master and his wife who took Ma Tong in, gave Ma Tong the surname Ma, and allowed Ma Tong to learn martial arts from his master.
, and even let Ma Tong be the housekeeper of the Ma family..."
Mrs. Ma nodded gently: "Okay, Ma Tong, don't say any more. You will always have a place in this Ma family. The old man never told me before he died that you, Ma Tong, will be included in my Ma family's genealogy."
When Ma Tong heard this, he was stunned, and then he knelt down in front of Mrs. Ma with a bang: "Madam, no, absolutely no, the genealogy was handed down by the ancestors of the Ma family. Ma Tong is not a bloodline of the Ma family, nor is it true.
Man, how can a horse be as virtuous as he is?"
Mrs. Ma smiled slightly, looked at Ma Xiaoquan, and asked: "Quan'er, do you think it's okay for grandma to do this?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "Of course, uncle, there's nothing wrong with this. The Ma family's genealogy is not a treasure. In fact, I think anyone who is kind to the Ma family can be included in the genealogy. Hehe
..."
Mrs. Ma nodded, sighed and said: "Ma Xiaoquan, the real dead Quan'er before, also said so... You guys... are really alike..."
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Ma Xiaoquan helped Ma Tong up and asked Mrs. Ma: "Grandma, I have to ask you, what was the fourth young master like in the past?"
Mrs. Ma exhaled and winked at Ma Tong. Ma Tong agreed and bowed out of the room.