Warm my heart

He asked, looking at his great aunt with a confused look on his face.

"Aunt, if that's the case, then why did you say that to me..."

Before my aunt could answer, Uncle Qiu quickly waved his hand.

She said helplessly, "Oh, Xiaoling, please don't embarrass your aunt anymore!

I remember that I had asked her the same question out of curiosity back then.

In the end, she scolded me harshly, it was just a bloody scolding!"

Everyone's attention was refocused on Madonna.

Uncle Qiu was seen pointing at Madonna.

He continued with a hint of reproach: "Look at her, this worthless woman, actually..."

Before Uncle Qiu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ma Dingdang.

All she heard was a clear laugh.

Then she continued, "Haha, you're actually crying for a man, right?"

Upon hearing this, Madonna's face flushed with anger, and she snorted in dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, the smile on Ma Dingdang's face gradually disappeared.

Instead, there was a subtle sadness.

She couldn't help but sigh softly.

With a hint of helplessness in her tone, she said to Madonna, "Aunt, don't you already know?"

Ma Xiaoling, who had been listening quietly nearby, felt increasingly confused.

She blinked her big watery eyes.

With a face full of suspicion, he asked, "What is going on? Aunt, please tell me quickly."

Madonna was silent for a moment, then finally spoke: "Do you remember that year?

I stared at the cursed scroll all day and all night long."

Ma Xiaoling tilted her head and thought for a long time.

Trying hard to search for relevant memory fragments deep in my mind.

After some recollection, she seemed to suddenly remember something.

He nodded suddenly realizing something and said, "Oh! I seem to have some impression of it. It is indeed true.

But, was there anything special that day?"

It seems like nothing happened.

On Madonna's beautiful face.

A long-lost bright smile bloomed.

Her eyes sparkled with joy and relief, and she whispered, “Dingdang that day surpassed our ancestor Ma Ling’er.

I knew that the women of our Ma family would cry so easily."

There was a sense of pride in his words.

It was as if the light of glory was shining upon her.

The trace of disgust on her face no longer existed.

Instead, there was only admiration and pride for his niece.

Ma Xiaoling on the side couldn't help but cast her eyes on Ma Dingdang, looking him up and down carefully.

Ma Dingdang, who was being stared at like this, frowned uncomfortably.

Ma Dingdang: "Hey, why are you staring at me like that?"

Ma Xiaoling was slightly stunned, then smiled.

He responded softly, "I just never thought that I still have relatives in this world."

Her eyes became softer, and she stared quietly at the strange yet kind aunt in front of her.

At this moment, the atmosphere between the two seemed particularly warm.

A strong sense of family affection permeated the air.

Ma Dingdang smiled and introduced the man next to her to Madonna: "Aunt, this is my husband, his name is Zhang Xiaoguan."

Hearing this, Madonna's face suddenly froze.

He seemed to remember something, but hesitated to speak.

After a moment, she seemed to recall something else.

He asked, "Could he be... a member of the Zhang family?"

For some reason, the man in front of him gave him a familiar feeling.

It reminded her of someone she had met before.

Zhang Qiling, who was sitting next to him, saw this and quickly stood up.

He bowed deeply and respectfully to Madonna.

He introduced himself, "Hello, auntie. I must be the Zhang family member you mentioned. I am Zhang Xiaoguan, Dingdang's husband."

His tone was humble and polite, and his manners were gentle and elegant, which made people feel good about him.

Madonna was in a particularly good mood at the moment.

A huge smile broke out on his face.

He kept saying, "Okay, okay..."

Ma Dingdang turned his gaze to the two little guys who were watching the show in the house.

And he casually released a stream of spiritual power.

There were only two "thumps" and the two little guys fell to the ground in an instant.

But they didn't care at all and just laughed.

The two of them greeted everyone in unison: "Hello, Auntie, Hello, Sister!"

Ma Xiaoling was slightly stunned at first.

Then he stared at the two people in front of him intently.

He murmured to himself, "Qing Huan, why are you here?"

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something.

She muttered to herself, "By the way, Qinghuan, your last name is also Ma, and you just called me sister. Could it be that you are my aunt's child?"

Hearing this, Ma Qinghuan showed a playful smile.

She replied in a sweet voice, "Congratulations, you got the answer right. As a reward, I will give you a lovely sister and a brother who can protect you!"

After saying this, she winked proudly.

At this time, Ma Xiaoling's eyes became a little complicated.

She looked carefully at the two people in front of her.

I felt a burst of joy in my heart.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised.

I was thinking to myself.

No wonder I saw these two people before.

I always feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity welling up in my heart.

Madonna standing next to her.

He looked at the two lively and lovely children with a kind face.

He asked softly, "Dingdang, are these two your children?"

Ma Dingdang smiled and nodded.

She responded, “Um…yes, aunt.

Come on, my dears, introduce yourselves to your aunt."

Ma Qinghuan walked lightly in front of Madonna.

After bowing slightly.

She said sweetly, "Hello, Auntie! I am your lovely niece, Ma Qinghuan."

As soon as she finished speaking, her big watery eyes blinked playfully at Madonna a few times.

The corners of his mouth turned up in a playful smile.

This action made Madonna burst into laughter, her heart filled with joy.

Zhang Chenxu, who was standing nearby, saw this.

He also hurried forward.

He politely greeted Madonna, "Hello, auntie, I'm Zhang Chenxu."

He has a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and exudes a kind of elegance in his every move.

Madonna looked up and down at the handsome young man in front of her.

There was admiration in his eyes and the smile on his face never faded from beginning to end.

Ma Qinghuan saw that her aunt liked her and her brother so much.

He was even more excited like a happy little bird.

She smiled sweetly again and said, "Aunt, if I have free time, I will definitely come to your house to play!"

Hearing this, Madonna was so happy that the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were squeezed together.

She nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, okay, auntie is looking forward to your coming!

Our aunt's house is your home, you are always welcome to come back."

After that, she turned her gaze to Ma Dingdang.