At this point, the fins of the salted fish suddenly froze in the air! Xin said: Come at this time? This Nima won't let the fish eat well!

Although there is more than one animal in Yizhi Temple, monkeys can imitate people and eat with chopsticks, and everyone only feels spiritual. Squirrels are not as tall as chopsticks, so naturally they do not need chopsticks. Sitting there holding rice **** to eat, everyone also feels cute. The lone wolf just had this butt, his head stuck in a rice bowl to eat, which also fits his style very well.

But who has ever seen a fish go ashore? Who's seen a fish can use chopsticks? Who has seen a fish that has been marinated and made salted fish? This is simply unsolvable!

Therefore, at that moment, the salted fish obviously felt several eyes looking at him! The look seemed to be saying, "If you are found, you are dead!"

The salted fish rolled his eyes, and he really wanted to scold someone! However, considering this situation, I can only go back and immediately cast his peerless magical power-hit Dafa!

His eyes rolled, his chopsticks flung, and he couldn't move.

The squirrel froze curiously and muttered, "It's hard ..."

The lone wolf muttered, "This is the most deadly animal I have ever seen."

The monkey glanced at the salted fish and said lightly, "This is a true performance."

Everyone: "..."

While talking, a man came to the door. Everyone saw that the comer was a horse bitch!

"Amitabha, the donor, is there anything wrong?" Founder was also wondering. At the beginning of that time, Ma Biaozi went up the mountain almost every day. Later, Ma Xunzi learned a lot, and his technology could not keep up with school, so he had to eat the technology thoroughly every time, and then come to know it well. However, this interval is also getting longer and longer. Recently, Ma Biaozi came almost once a week. Counting the time, it was only three days after Ma Biaozi's last visit. Why did he come again?

Fang Zheng looked intently, and found that Ma Xunzi's face was distressed. He had a pleated face, and was almost worried!

After hearing Founder's question, Ma Biaozi looked at Fang Zhengdao bitterly: "Founder Abbot, I have encountered some troubles. I think about it, it seems that only you can help me."

Founder asked Jingxin to give Ma Xunzi a chair, and then asked, "Trouble? The donor might as well talk."

Hearing this, the salted fish on the table almost jumped up. As a fish, even if it was dead, it opened its eyes. So he clearly saw that although Fang was talking, the lone wolf and monkey were still eating! He was watching the rate of consumption of food, and his heart was bleeding! Can't wait for these people to get out of here!

Originally, he also hoped that Founder would take Ma Biaozi out, so that he could continue to eat. But now it seems that this is the rhythm of starvation ... smelling the flavor of the food on the side, he just feels more hungry. For the first time, he discovered that it was actually good to be a salty fish without a soul.

"Hey, it's a long story to talk about ..." Ma Biaozi sat down and sighed, then said slowly.

Half a month ago, Ma Xunzi just returned from the mountain to learn art. This time up the mountain solved many of the doubts on the sculpture, and she felt particularly good. I sold two bottles of Erguotou, chopped a large piece of pork belly, and prepared to go home and celebrate.

Because it was winter, the weather was freezing, and the school was not built, so there were no students there.

Even the old sculptor Jiang Zhou left with his disciples.

Ma Xunzi was alone, no children, no wife, no wife, and came home alone, but it seemed a bit deserted at home.

But when he came to the door of the house, he suddenly found that there were two more children in the yard, a man and a woman, running around the yard with two bamboo sticks, and the chasing old hens were running around.

Ma Biaozi frowned, and said to her: Whose child is this? Why did you run into my house?

So Ma Xunzi hurriedly walked over and yelled, "Stop!"

As soon as the two children looked up, they saw a man with a fierce face coming over in angrily, crying with a terrified wow, and ran to the house. After a while, I heard the voice of a woman in the room: "Ma Er, how old are you, what do you care about children?"

While talking, a woman opened the door! The woman's face is slightly longer, with short hair, and she feels a bit down in a down jacket. But a pair of long eyes, like a line, when looking at people is like looking at people from the crack of the door. At first glance, this woman is not the one to mess with!

"Second Brother?" Ma Xunzi froze. He didn't remember how many years no one called him. Ma Fuzi ranked the second child and three brothers at home. Father and mother died early, and the family was divided too early. The older brother took care of the family's tired illness and died early. The third child never contacted after going out to work. He remembered that when he was impoverished and his wife couldn't marry, all his cousins ​​broke off with him. When they ca n’t eat, they are in the village. At that time, Ma Xunzi only felt that although the world was big, his relatives were dead.

Now suddenly came out a call to his second brother, suddenly awakened his long-cherished memory, but this memory, but not good.

Ma Xunzi carefully looked at each other's looks, and vaguely saw that this woman seemed to be the youngest daughter of the second uncle's house, and it was not bad to call him second brother Ma.

"You are?" Ma Biaozi still asked.

"I'm Ma Jiangping! You don't remember me? When your family came to our house, we skipped the rubber band together." Ma Jiangping was familiar with it, and immediately laughed up and laughed.

Ma Xunzi said: It really is her!

However, I haven't contacted for many years. Ma Xunzi's memory of Ma Jiangping is about to fade away. Suddenly, when I saw such a relative, I didn't have any joy in my heart, but more alertness and strangeness. However, after all, it was relatives who couldn't drive people out, so Ma Xunzi nodded and said with a smile: "It's Jiang Ping. What kind of wind is this blowing you?"

"I haven't seen you for so many years. Isn't this about you? Brother Ma, it's strangely cold outside, walk around and talk into the room." After that, Ma Jiangping took Ma Shuzi and went into the room.

Ma Biaozi frowned, and said, "I really don't treat myself as an outsider! This expression, what this saying says, seems like this is not my house, it's yours!"

Although Ma Xunzi was upset, she went in.

Upon entering the house, Ma Xunzi discovered that Ma Jiangping was not alone. There are also two young men, one male and one female, who appear to be the parents of two children, and a man sitting on the tip of the tail, who should be Ma Jiangping's husband. A family of three generations, is complete.

As soon as Ma Biaozi entered the house, everyone greeted each other and it was quite lively. However, Ma Xunzi always felt that this thing was strange, it was his home, but he gave him the feeling that he was a guest, and it was different! A quick glance at your own home, an instant of anger came out!