The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space-Chapter 2285: Brother Ma (31)

"Why isn’t it home?" Mrs. Zhai was afraid of her husband but wasn’t afraid of her son. After all, her husband could hit her, but her son wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on her. So she stiffened her neck and shouted at her son, "If it’s not home, where did you come from? If it’s not home, how did you grow up so big? What’s wrong? Now your wings are hardened, and you dare to despise your mother? Let me tell you, wherever you go, I am your mother. If you dare to defy me, I’ll sue you, accuse you of being unfilial..."

Ma Laiwang looked at the woman with disheveled hair, her spittle flying everywhere. She should have been the closest person to him, yet now she looked so unfamiliar.

Mrs. Zhai felt uneasy under her son’s gaze. Her original ranting voice unconsciously lowered, and she moved to the corner of the kang bed, feeling a bit scared: "You brat, what do you want?"

Ma Laiwang stared at Mrs. Zhai for a long time. Suddenly, he threw the quilt he was holding over her head, then turned around and left.

Mrs. Zhai closed her eyes in fright, but instead of waiting for a fist, she heard the sound of a door opening and closing. She quickly opened her eyes and pulled the quilt from her head: "Son, son..." She felt inexplicably flustered, wanting to call him back, but what answered her was the sound of the door being slammed shut. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, and then reluctantly got off the kang bed, glancing around, "Is anything dirty here? Aren’t they all the same for use?"

Ma Laiwang stepped out of the door and didn’t know where to go. Today, the village was particularly quiet because most people had gone to the Yang Family to help; they were all on the mountain assisting with the lowering of coffins.

Unknowingly, he reached the back of the village. Although it was cold, the Xiaocang River had not frozen and continued to flow joyfully.

Across just the river’s distance was the large building of the Yang Family, which now formed a row. It was said that small yards had been built behind it for the family members to live in. The red roofs were especially conspicuous under the sunlight, and the nearby hill was lush, planted full of fruit trees, with large tracts of medicinal fields below...

Just looking over, it seemed full of vitality.

As he was lost in thought, suddenly, there was an "ouch" from afar, followed by the sound of two boys talking.

Ma Laiwang snapped out of his daze and looked over. He saw two boys trying to fetch water from the river, but they accidentally let the bucket fall into the river, and the bucket was drifting away. The boys were reaching with a shoulder pole to get it, but unfortunately, they couldn’t reach it.

"Careful." Ma Laiwang quickly ran over. "Let me." He said as he took the shoulder pole, but the bucket had drifted a bit far. He stepped into the water to retrieve the bucket.

"Thank you." The taller boy expressed his gratitude, "I recognize you. You’re from the Ma Family..." He seemed hesitant, unsure whether to call him ’big brother’ based on age or ’uncle’ based on seniority, given that Ma Laiwang was engaged to Yang Baihe, who was a generation older than Sister Xin.

"My name is Ma Laiwang. You can call me Big Brother Ma."

"Big Brother Ma, your shoes are wet."

"It’s fine, let me help you." Ma Laiwang stomped his foot hard and glanced at the two boys. They recognized him, but he seemed not to know these two children. But he still filled both buckets, "Where is your home? Why haven’t I seen you before?"