I of Douluo became Tang San's grass

Chapter 91 Is it possible?
Ma Hongjun's eyes were full of tears, and the appearance of crying so embarrassingly made Dai Mubai a little funny, but also a little sad, for such a big brother, he was so helplessly manipulated by a Chinese cabbage, he couldn't see it.

Looking at the fat man's expectant eyes, Dai Mubai told him the method.

After the little fat man finished listening, he happily wiped away his tears and snot, got up nimbly from the bed, and ran out of the dormitory.

Just now Dai Mubai wanted him to come back tomorrow, but the arm he saved fell in mid-air.

The child can't help but the mother, and the brothers are the same!

……

At Cuihua's house, the neighbors who came to help had already gone back to rest, and the coffin where the body was placed had already been built. Various funeral matters.

Although Cuihua's parents were very sad, they did everything well in an orderly manner.

Cuihua was alone in the room, lying on the small window sill in a daze, resting her chin with her hands, her shoulder-length short hair scattered around her cheeks, her eyes under her eyelids were calm, she was thinking about something.

"Come on, granddaughter, grandpa has a cake here, it's delicious, come and eat it!"

"Your grandma, she was as beautiful as you when she was young, Hua'er, you should know that you are also very beautiful!"

"Be angry, be angry, granddaughter, don't ignore grandpa!"

……

It was only then that Cuihua discovered that she remembered all the stories, emotions, sorrows and joys between her and her grandfather very clearly. Thinking of these scenes, her nose was sore, but her eyes were dry and she couldn't shed tears.

Ma Hongjun sneaked to Cuihua's window, and as soon as he showed his head, he saw his girlfriend sitting in front of the window sadly and alone, his small eyes looked at her brightly.

"Hua'er, I'm here to accompany you," the little fat man said in a soothing and gentle voice.

Cuihua's thoughts were confused, and it took her a long time to react. She slowly raised her head to look at Ma Hongjun, her eyes were dull, and she said hoarsely, "What are you doing here? We broke up."

"Can you let me watch the spirit with you, Hua'er, I've thought about it, I will kowtow to grandpa with you tomorrow, you have to believe that I am sincere to you!" It means begging.

"I was wrong this time, I swear, I will tell you where I go next time, Cuihua." He added with a sincere look.

Cuihua looked at Ma Hongjun's various assurances indifferently, "No need, just pretend that we have never met each other before, you follow your Yangguan way, and I will take my single-plank bridge."

"I really, really swear it won't happen, Flower—"

Ma Hongjun's red and swollen eyes became even smaller, and his voice was even choked up, "Trust me, trust me again, okay?"

"Little Phoenix, you will become a very powerful soul master in the future, instead of mother-in-law and mother-in-law here. This matter is just a trigger. In the final analysis, it is because, I don't want to do it again and again in order to match you. Trying to find various ways to stimulate my martial spirit, the disappointment ends again and again..."

"I also worry about whether I am beautiful enough every day, whether it will make you more face, whether my family background is good, is it worthy of your status... Do you think, why I don't accept your gift every time, because my family is poor, I I can't recall," Cuihua met Ma Hongjun's gaze and said with a smile, but she wasn't half happy.

"You let me go and give me back to myself, okay?"

Ma Hongjun looked at his sweetheart's sad and self-deprecating expression, first he was stunned, and then he felt indescribably bitter.

So Hua'er has endured so much?

He always thought that Hua'er was relaxed and happy when he was with him. He gave her beautiful flowers and expensive necklaces. She shouldn't just be reserved because he was also born in the countryside!

"Hua'er, I'm also a rural child..." Ma Hongjun argued nonchalantly with tears in his eyes as he was not from a wealthy family.

Before she finished speaking, Cuihua interrupted: "Rural people with 10 gold soul coins a month? For us, what you earn in a year is not as good as what you earn in a month. Little Phoenix, this is the last time I call you, I really can't hold on anymore, let's take care of each other!"

She closed the window, turned off the lights in the house, and there was no more movement.

Ma Hongjun stared blankly at the window, for a long, long time, his legs were numb and he couldn't feel it.

In the early morning when the night and the day communicated, he was alone and limped back.

(End of this chapter)