Ma Xiaomai's words "I believe" completely stumped Ma Fuquan. This was beyond his expectations. He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked, "Do you believe it?"
"Yes, I believe it." Ma Xiaomai nodded again, "In the past, Grandpa Liu, oh no, it was Prime Minister Nan! He was the only prime minister since the founding of the Dayan Dynasty! Dad, you know, when Qiaofeng told me, I couldn't figure it out for a long time. You said he was such an insignificant old man..."
Ma Fuquan frowned and interrupted him, "You're getting off topic. I told you long ago that you can't judge a person by appearance. Don't underestimate anyone based on appearance, or you'll suffer the consequences!"
"Yes, I made a mistake again. I didn't dare underestimate him. He used to talk nonsense when he was drunk with Dad. Now that I know he is the Southern Prime Minister, he is no longer talking nonsense. I used to think he was just talking nonsense. He said a long time ago that there is always someone better than you, and I believe him! Otherwise, how could he become the Prime Minister!"
"Dad, he also said that my uncle could become prime minister. Do you think my uncle can really become prime minister? If my uncle becomes prime minister, can he make me a general?"
Ma Fuquan looked up at the sky. He wondered if he had overestimated Ma Xiaomai. He should have told Ma Xiaomi after returning to Beijing. It seemed that he had made a mistake by going to Ma Xiaomai.
After a moment of hesitation, Ma Fuquan said, "I don't know whether your uncle can become the prime minister or whether he can make you a general, but I know that I may have made a mistake in looking for you tonight."
Ma Xiaomai patted his chest and said, "Dad, just tell me whatever you want to tell me. I won't let you down, I promise!"
"You promise?" Ma Fuquan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Ma Xiaomai patted his chest again, "Just tell me."
Ma Fuquan nodded towards the cave and asked, "Where do you think the weapons in there came from?"
"Didn't the alpaca give it to my aunt? Dabao told me everything. Daddy, this world really exists... This isn't right!" Ma Xiaomai scratched the back of his neck. "My aunt only recognized the alpaca after she went to Danyang, but she already had that hidden weapon. What's going on?"
"Finally, you can think of something." Ma Fuquan was about to try to tell him, but he slapped his forehead and said, "I see. Dabao can think of everything I can think of, and he didn't find it strange. He must know that those hidden weapons were not given by the alpaca monster. My master's great-grandfather is a reclusive master. They must have been given to my master by my great-grandfather, right?"
"Can you really do it, kid? I was just about to praise you, and you threw a bucket of cold water on me." But Ma Fuquan still planned to tell him. After all, he was the eldest son. He believed that Ma Xiaomai, who had been through a few years in the military camp, could still be relied upon.
"From now on, listen to me and don't interrupt. Those aren't hidden weapons, they're firearms, guns and ammunition. Don't tell anyone else what I say tonight, except your mother, your master, and your uncle. Can you do that?"
Ma Xiaomai straightened his back and said, "Yes! He Zheng can do that! Qiao Feng, I won't tell you, even if you kill me!"
"Okay, then I'll tell you." Ma Fuquan pointed at him, "Listen to me, kid. I'm not your father. No, I can be your father, but of course, you have to be willing to recognize me as your father."
"Dad, you've confused me. Aren't you my dad?" Ma Xiaomai was bewildered by his words.
"Let me tell you this, do you still remember the day when you were fourteen and Father A-Man and a few others carried your father back home?"
The word "your father" he mentioned made Ma Xiaomai confused again, but she nodded subconsciously, "Remember, it was my aunt who saved my father."
Ma Fuquan put his hand on his right shoulder and said, "No, your father was already gone when he was brought back. He's already dead. Do you understand?"
"No." Ma Xiaomai shook her head, "Dad, don't you want to live well?"
Ma Fuquan withdrew his hand, tapped his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "You dream when you fall asleep, right? You can go everywhere in your dreams, but you are actually sleeping in bed. The one running around in your dreams is your soul. You understand this, right?"
"I know that people have three souls and seven spirits. My aunt mentioned this when she was telling me about Journey to the West. Master Liu, no, Nan Xiang also mentioned this when he was telling the story. In dreams, it is the souls and spirits that are running around."
"Yes, your father, the real Ma Fuquan, died on the way back when Ah Man's father sent him back. I am a soul from another sky. I don't know how I came back to life under this sky and became your father, Ma Fuquan."
"Ah? There really is such a thing as reincarnation in this world?" Fortunately, Ma Xiaomai's brain reaction arc was not too slow. He reacted as soon as the words fell out, "So my father died when I was fourteen, and the one who was brought back to life by my aunt was..."
He pointed at Ma Fuquan, grinning as if he was about to cry, "My father is gone, my father is gone, the one who survived is not my father, my father was gone a long time ago..."
After he finally came to his senses, grief washed over him like a tide. Ma Xiaomai squatted on the grass with her head in her hands and cried. Her crying attracted Guoguo and Maoqiu Jinbao, and Qiu Ge also swam over. Only Baimei, who stayed at his post, kept Yuanbao and Zhaocai under control and prevented them from leaving their posts.
Several spirit pets surrounded Ma Xiaomai, rubbing against him gently, silently comforting him.
Ma Xiaomai felt more and more upset when she thought about how her biological father had passed away long ago. She squatted on the ground and cried at first, and then she lay down on the grass and sobbed.
The whimpering night wind tore his cries into pieces. Due to the high mountains and dense forests, his cries could not reach the halfway point of the mountain. It only startled many autumn insects, which played a sad song with him.
After he cried for a while and calmed down, Ma Fuquan told Jian Ning that he, like him, also came from another world, and told him that Tian already knew all this. He told him that if he returned one day, he should help Tian to shoulder the responsibility of the eldest son and take good care of his younger brothers.
That night, Ma Fuquan took him to rest in the cave. He took out the military blanket from the herb shed. Ma Xiaomai didn't say a word the whole time. Ma Fuquan was tired from the afternoon training and fell asleep soon after. When he woke up, he saw Ma Xiaomai sitting next to him, staring at him blankly, his eyes red, obviously he hadn't slept all night.
"Dad." Seeing him wake up, Ma Xiaomai called out to him in a hoarse voice, "I've thought about it all night and figured it out. I don't care. You've taken over my dad's body, so you're my dad! My mom can't live without you, and neither can my brothers and I. I won't let you leave. I won't let you abandon mom and us brothers. I won't agree!"
"Silly boy." Ma Fuquan hugged him and said, "This is not up to me. When you wake up over there and your soul leaves your body, you will go back on your own. Then you should bury your father's body properly. You are the eldest son in the family and will soon get married. You should help your mother support the family and be a man of integrity. Do you understand?"
Ma Xiaomai cried out "Wow" and hugged him and started crying loudly again.
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