Douluo: My Wuhun is Phoenix

Chapter 43 The warmth of home
Ma Hongjun hired a carriage, bought almost a whole load of goods in the market, and then leisurely directed the driver to walk along that strange but familiar path.

It is now the beginning of winter in December, and the chill in the air is no longer hidden, and it has mixed itself in the air wantonly.

"No~"

Ma Hongjun shuddered refreshingly, quickly wrapped the thing that was afraid of the cold into his trousers, and let it enjoy the cold wind for a while, maybe it would be frozen.

"Boss, where exactly are you talking about? Look at the sky..."

The driver in charge of driving the car wrapped himself in a thick cotton coat. Seeing that it was getting dark and surrounded by bare trees, if he continued walking like this, he might not be able to go back today.

"Hurry up, it's in a village not far ahead." Ma Xiaopang kicked his calf, jumped into the carriage, and pointed to an upper peak in front of him.

"Ahead again..." The coachman complained dissatisfiedly: "After climbing over one mountain after another, when will it be tall? Are you tossing uncle for fun?"

Although I'm just a coachman, you're just a brat, sir, I won't serve you anymore!

"This time it's the real brother. It's not far ahead, and he'll be there soon."

"Immediately, immediately, how many times have you said immediately." The coachman became more and more enthusiastic, and roared angrily: "It's so cold, it will be dark later, how dangerous it is for me to go back all the way, in case something happens to me!" What about the bandits, you little brat, if you had told me how far it was earlier, the devil wouldn't be bothered to pull you!"

"Oh... I'll go right away, my lord!"

"drive!"

On the quiet mountain road, a carriage began to gallop at high speed, adding a different color to the originally peaceful evening.

"It's almost..."

Ma Xiaopang took back his soul ring silently, and lay back in the carriage leisurely, it was still warm inside.

Not long after, Ma Xiaopang arrived at his destination.

Gersa Village, the people in the village are all poultry, it is a simple and peaceful small village.

"Damn ghost, what are you doing, didn't you hear the sound outside..."

"Oh…"

"I think too much..."

Unexpectedly, it hasn't been dark for a long time, and A Niu at the entrance of the village has started the "breeding" of the couple.

"Sir, here we are."

The coachman's voice was low and bitter, he never expected that the little fat man in the carriage turned out to be a great soul master.

How old is he!
At first, I thought that being a child would be easy to bully, and I could take the opportunity to ask for more on the way, but who would have thought that I would encounter a tough stubble.

"Go on, my house is far away, behind the village."

"Okay, my lord..."

The coachman was crying and driving the carriage on the streets of Gersa village.

"Slow down, don't make the villagers sleep!" Ma Xiaopang's childish voice came from behind the curtain.

"Good lord!"

The coachman wants to cry but has no tears. It's really bad luck for him to ride a horse today, with such a little ancestor on the stall.

...............

"Thank you, Uncle, it's getting dark, in order to thank you for sending me back, I'll give you ten more silver soul coins, thank you!"

Ma Xiaopang bowed kindly, added ten silver soul coins to the fare he had already prepared, and then turned his head with a smile on his face.

"I'll help you lift Dad, this thing is a bit heavy..."

The coachman waved his horsewhip wanting to cry but walked back home along the path illuminated by the moonlight.

"I said, Ma Xiaopang, why do you buy so many things? I don't need them at home!" Ma Xiaoxiao said angrily while moving things, and said to her fat brother: "Also, where did you get the money? These things must not be cheap, why do you buy so much!"

"That's right, brat, Mom took a closer look at these things just now, they are not cheap."

Although Ma Hongjun's mother looks young, her skin is very dry and yellow due to working in the fields all year round.Obviously only in his thirties, but he looks like he is in his 40s.

"What about the living expenses given to you this semester, have you used up all of them?"

"It's not Mom, this semester is coming to an end, and the money you gave me is almost enough..." Ma Xiaopang spread his hands innocently.

"pat..."

The poor little winter heater fell to the ground in such a tragic way.

"Horse... chubby..."

Ma Xiaoxiao looked at it without saying a word, she knew what it was, not long ago Ma Hongjun said it was a gift for her sister...

My present...hasn't been used...it's broken...

"Smelly brother, you are looking for a beating!"

"I was wrong, sister, don't do this..."

Just like that, amidst the noise of the two little ones, the old couple shook their heads amusedly, and moved a pile of goods piled up in front of the door into this seemingly ordinary but slightly warm cabin. among.

"Okay, Xiaoxiao, your brother finally came back, please stop making trouble, it's very cold outside."

Father Ma cleaned up the house, while Mother Ma was busy in the kitchen, quickly putting dishes on the table one by one.

"After dinner, Hongjun, please stop making trouble."

"Okay, Mom, here we come!"

Ma Hongjun dodged, and with a slight mention, he dragged Ma Xiaoxiao, who was holding on to the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, out of the yard and into the house.

"Pang Ma! Put me down!"

Ma Xiaoxiao struggled shamelessly and angrily, but at this moment he was no match for Ma Xiaopang.

But Mother Ma stared blankly at her son, she unconsciously rubbed her eyes, but when she opened it again, she found that the two little guys had already entered the room.

"just…"

Ma Xiaopang laughed out loud, sat down on the bench, and began to feast on it.

"Sit down, Mom and Dad, let's eat first, and talk while we eat."

"How is your life in the academy recently? You haven't been bullied, have you?" Abba on the side also sat down.

Ma Xiaoxiao curled her lips and said: "He is the only one who will be bullied? It would be good not to bully others. Maybe this time he caused trouble and was driven back by the academy."

"What did you say!" Ma Di stood up abruptly, thoughts were spinning in his mind, all the clues were connected in an instant, and he was ready to get the guy immediately.

"Well, you brat, Mom and Dad provided you to study in the academy, not for you to play, if you don't work hard, you're still causing trouble in the academy!"

Ma Xiaoxiao on the side seemed to realize that she had said something wrong, so she hurried forward to stop her.

"Father, I'm joking with you, don't get excited!"

"That's right, dad, I don't think things are as you imagined."

Mother Ma was quite reasonable, after all, he had seen the scene at the door with both eyes.

what is that?
Could that be the legendary soul skill?
Has my little bastard really become a soul master?

Ma Xiaopang looked at the blood relative in front of him with a funny face while digging his rice. For some reason, he liked this feeling very much.

There is no intrigue, no worries...

"Abba, am I that unbearable?"

After saying that, he put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood in the middle of the room, and slowly closed his eyes.

What followed were two soul rings that slowly emerged...

(End of this chapter)