"Mom said that practicing martial arts is not something that can be achieved overnight. Then how did Ding Gui do it? He seemed to have become very powerful all of a sudden." Thinking back to the previous scene, Dabao was still in shock. He really couldn't understand how Ding Gui could become so powerful.
"Is he alone, without any help?" Jian Ning asked again.
"No, it was just him. His palms were extremely powerful and fierce, and his punches were extremely fast, so fast that my son couldn't avoid them."
Jian Ning grabbed his left hand, which was not receiving the needles, and wrapped it between her own palms. She said softly, "There's no quick way to master martial arts. He must have learned some evil ways from someone else. Since ancient times, good has never been defeated by evil. If he really goes astray, he won't last long. Evildoers will always be punished by heaven. Be careful when you see him in the future. Strike first and don't let yourself suffer any more losses, understand?"
Ding Youtian also said: "You must always carry the hidden weapon your mother gave you. If he forgets and comes looking for you again, just hit him in the legs."
"Yes, son, I've made a note of it."
Jian Ning raised her eyes and looked at Ding Youtian. Although Feng Qingzi was dead, he still had a group of people under his command. They had previously suspected that Feng Qingzi's men had injured Dabao, but who knew it was Ding Gui himself. Ding Gui didn't know martial arts before. After a glance, Ding Youtian understood what she was thinking.
"Today is a holiday, I'm going to have a meal with my old master." Ding Youtian said.
"Okay, I'll stay here to look after Bao'er. The food is ready, you can go." Jian Ning stuffed Dabao's left hand back into the quilt and reminded Ding Youtian, "Drink less alcohol, and keep that thing with you."
"I know." Ding Youtian agreed and left.
Oddly enough, after Dabao's accident, Jian Ning's uneasiness disappeared. She had also heard from Huo Jincheng that the Zhao Palace soldiers ambushed in the back mountains had withdrawn. Although the danger was over, she couldn't help but remind him to be careful, as she still thought it was better to be safe than sorry.
"Master." Ma Xiaomai arrived. He poked his head into the consultation area outside but didn't dare come in. His mother had told him not to disturb Dabao, and he always felt guilty, thinking that if he had gone with Dabao earlier, Dabao would not have been hurt.
"Come in, there's a fire inside, it's cold outside."
"Hey, Dabao is awake? That's great, I'll go tell my mom and dad." He came in to take a look and then ran out again.
"This child, he comes and goes like the wind, he can't keep his composure at all." Jian Ning smiled and tucked the corner of the quilt for Dabao. "You must be hungry. Mom will bring you a bowl of chicken soup."
"Mom, come back after you eat. Your son is fine here alone."
"How can that be? Mom will bring it over and we can eat together."
Jian Ning stood up, thought about it, and sat down again. She was worried about leaving Dabao here alone. Xiaomai had gone to report the news, and Tian would definitely send food over soon. She'd better stay here.
The mother and son chatted for a while, and Qiaofeng came in with a lunch box, followed by Huo Jincheng. "You go and eat, I'll look after Dabao for you."
Huo Jincheng said as soon as he came in.
Seeing him, Jian Ning felt a strange feeling in her heart, so she decided to avoid him. She went to the bed next to her and got two pillows. She helped Dabao sit up, and after arranging the pillows properly, she said to Huo Jincheng, "Thank you for your help."
Why is this woman so polite to him?
Huo Jincheng glanced at her back, then saw Qiaofeng taking a bowl of chicken soup from the lunch box. He held out his hand and said, "Let me do it. He has a needle in his hand, so it's inconvenient for him. I'll feed him."
"No, Uncle Huo, I can do it myself."
"Since you call me uncle, don't be so distant with me like your mother. I left Ah Man here with you, but I never treated you with any courtesy or hostility."
"Thank you, uncle."
Hearing him say this, Dabao respectfully obeyed his order.
When Jian Ning returned and entered the dining hall, Da Niu and the other two surrounded her. Da Niu asked, "Mom, my brother is awake. Is he okay? Can we go see him after dinner?"
"Sister Qiaofeng and Aunt Tian don't allow us to go out." Erniu said with a pout.
"Mom." Sanniu tugged at Jian Ning's clothes, "Can we go out later?"
"Okay." Jian Ning glanced at Tian and Ma Fuquan, then smiled and said, "We couldn't hold a proper sacrifice today, and you've been busy all day. I'll prepare a feast for your whole family another day."
"Oh, why are you saying such polite things?" Tian came forward and took her hand, saying, "I don't treat your family as outsiders. Come and sit down. Just be sure you don't mind our rough cooking skills."
Ma Fuquan also picked up Erniu and Sanniu, one in each hand, and said with a smile: "Don't call me uncle from now on. Call me uncle instead. Come on, call one uncle and let him listen."
"Uncle." Sanniu was the first to call out crisply, "That's great, we have an uncle too, Mom, we have an uncle!"
As soon as the third girl started calling out, the second girl followed suit, not wanting to be outdone. Then there was the eldest girl, as they didn't have an uncle yet, and they had always envied the three Ma brothers for having three uncles.
They were calling out happily, and Ma Fuquan responded even more happily. Tian slapped her thigh and said, "You're really good at getting ahead of them. Why didn't I think of asking them to call me Auntie instead? Hey!"
Ma Fuquan said cheerfully, "Calling her aunt is also very nice. Come on, all of you, call her aunt and ask her for money to change her name."
"Aunt!" This time, Erniu took the lead and shouted loudly to Tian, not forgetting to glance at Sanniu proudly.
"Mom, mom!" Ma Xiaodou tugged at Tian's skirt and looked up at her, asking, "So, will they all call us brother from now on?"
"Pa!" Tian slapped his hand and scolded him with a smile, "You little bastard, you almost pulled my skirt off. Get out of the way! Don't they keep calling you brother?"
Ma Xiaodou touched the back of his hand. It still hurt a little from the beating his mother had given him. In fact, what he wanted to ask was whether his family and Yaoyao's family would be closer in the future.
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