Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Chapter 188 Xiao Lan

Ma Zhan closed his eyes and said faintly:

"This boy has a high level of attainment in Confucianism, is sincere, and has a sincere heart towards those around him.

The only drawback is that he's too arrogant and not very grounded. It would be good for him to do some work."

Meng Yao smiled and said, "My Hu Zi looks like a junior uncle, doesn't he?"

"Huh? Mengyao, you actually mocked..."

Mengyao's eyes made Ma Zhan feel a little guilty, "Mengyao still understands me."

Ma Zhan could only tell the truth.

"Ahem~ Actually, it was his ruler that made me do this.

My cheap senior brother is not that unreliable. He allowed a senior disciple who is not involved in worldly affairs to take his younger brothers and sisters to study abroad.

This should be an experience that Meng Jingxi specially gave to Si Yongcai.

Meng Jingxi had a backup plan, which was in that ruler.

When he pointed the ruler at you, it must have been a fragment of Meng Jingxi's soul that appeared.

That fragment of soul came towards me and asked me to help teach this junior apprentice brother, to beat him when necessary and to scold him when necessary.

That fragment of soul was very surprised when it saw me.

I think Meng Jingxi's original intention was to protect the safety of his disciples.

Meeting me was completely unexpected for Meng Jingxi.

Si Yongcai is a gentleman who uses his mouth but not his hands.

Once they take out the ruler, it means they are really in trouble.

Later, I made an agreement with him to work and earn money so that he could support himself."

Mengyao smiled and increased her strength, then continued to ask:

"Then should I play the role of his junior aunt well?"

Ma Zhan secretly pinched Mengyao's legs and said:

"You don't need to act, you are his junior aunt."

At noon, the three children's lunch was as pathetic as their breakfast.

Ma Zhan had already prepared four portions separately, and Si Yongcai used the IOU to exchange for a sumptuous lunch for himself and his three children.

In the evening, it was Ma Zhan's turn to drive. Ma Zhan drove fast all the way, planning to cross Tongguan and enter Guanzhong early the next morning.

When the sun in the west was no longer dazzling, a little head with a bun quietly came out of the car door.

"Little uncle."

Ma Zhan slowed down the car and greeted him with a smile:

"What's wrong, Xiaolan? Do you want to learn how to drive?"

Xiao Lan shook her head and said:

"Xiao Lan has something to ask Junior Master Uncle, Junior Master Uncle, please agree to it."

Looking at the cute little girl, Ma Zhan agreed without hesitation.

"Okay, no matter what, Junior Master Uncle agrees."

Xiao Lan smiled proudly.

"Haha, thank you, Junior Master."

Looking at Xiao Lan's proud look, Ma Zhan smiled like an old father and said, "Tell me, what's the matter."

Xiao Lan replied: "It's Junior Uncle. Don't be mean to Senior Brother anymore. Although he's stupid, he's very kind to us."

Ma Zhan thought to himself, 'Your senior brother is not stupid.'

"I promised Xiaolan that in return, Xiaolan, you have to tell me how you know that the eldest brother treats you very well."

Xiao Lan blinked her big eyes and said:

"Ever since the teacher asked the senior brother to take us on our study tour back to the academy.

The eldest brother has never had a good night's sleep because of us.

Once we were staying in a dilapidated temple. I couldn’t sleep and saw the eldest brother mending our clothes.

I punctured my hands several times and couldn't mend my clothes.

Once I was naughty and chased the ducks of an old man's house, and accidentally stepped on two little ducks to death.

The eldest brother apologized repeatedly and even used the paper-cutting sword tied to his shoelaces to pawn off the old man.

That was the first time I saw the eldest brother angry.

He pulled out the teacher's ruler and said angrily, you must hit the palm of my hand.

But he still didn't hit me.

Whenever the eldest brother has food or drinks, he always thinks of us three first.

In short, Big Brother is very good and treats the three of us very well..."

Xiaolan seems to be naturally lively and cheerful. Although her speech is not very logical at this age, it is quite soothing.

Ma Zhan listened to her story patiently like an old father.

Although they had to sleep in the open air during this study tour, Si Yongcai borne all the hardships alone.

For the sake of his junior fellow students, Si Yongcai, who had never done any housework, tried hard to do things he had never done before.

Ma Zhan also had more and more respect for his cheap senior brother. This might be the true Confucian sage.

Xiao Lan seemed a little thirsty, so Ma Zhan took out a water bottle, handed it to her, and said:

"This pot of sour plum soup is for you to drink by Junior Uncle-Master. I won't ask your Senior Brother for money."

Xiaolan took it happily and tasted it slowly.

"Yeah~ I know, Junior Uncle is a good person just like Senior Brother."

Looking at Xiaolan's two cute little canine teeth, Ma Zhan was a little at a loss for words.

In the previous life, being a good person was sometimes not necessarily a compliment.

"Why does Xiao Lan think that Junior Master is a good person?"

Xiao Lan replied:

"Because Junior Master is a good person. I've seen the words he left on the Great Wall.

Xiaolan, you must also be a kind person."

"Well, Junior Master is very happy that Xiao Lan can be a kind little girl."

The sun had completely set. After letting Xiao Lan return to the small palace, Ma Zhan drove the carriage alone and continued on his journey.

From time to time, a little girl with a bun and two fangs showing when she smiles appears in my mind.

A handsome young scholar holding a book, but clumsy when he picks up a broom.

Two hard-working, studious and strong boys.

Not all Confucian disciples are hypocritical.

The carriage creaked and squeaked as it moved along the bumpy road.

"No, the little palace is flying close to the ground, how can it make my butt hurt?"

Ma Zhan suddenly withdrew his thoughts and looked around.

The tall and fierce horse turned into a short galloping horse.

The small palace, which was plain in appearance but luxurious in interior, became an ordinary grain transport vehicle in the grain transport team.

"Fuck, who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

Ma Zhan fell into deep doubt and self-doubt.

"Who told you to get on the grain truck? Get off."

Ma Zhan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a fat man in military uniform pointing at him and shouting.

He looked at the costumes and pretty much understood.

The fat man was a fireman, and so was I.

The team was marching, and the firemen were following behind with temporary food and fodder.

When he saw the military flag with the word "Cao" on it, he recalled that he had just been driving on the road to Tongguan.

"Oh my god, Boss Cao is attacking Guanzhong."

The fat man's voice came again: "Are you looking for death? Come down quickly."

As the army set up camp, many firemen began to carry food and supplies.

The fat man seemed to hold a grudge against Ma Zhan, the troublemaker, and pointed at his nose and said:

"You move this whole cart of grain by yourself."

He was pointing at Si Yongcai and scolding him this morning, and now it's his turn. This might be his fate.

Ma Zhan gathered his strength, raised his foot and kicked the fat man more than ten meters away.

"I'm giving you face."