(MTL) Male Supporting Counterattack Manual [Quick Travel]

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Supporting Male Lead’s Counterattack Manual [Quick Transmigration] Chapter 64: Rural imperial examinations (9)

The situation is very awkward.

Duan Qingen was holding a big shiny chicken leg in his hands, and was sitting on his knees by Mr. Ma.

Poor Ma Ruxiao was pushed to Mr. Lin by his dad, and his face was flushed. A young face that looked very elegant and handsome turned red, which was full of emotions such as grievance, confusion, and shame.

What makes Duan Qingen more gratified is that although Ma Ruxiao turned red, she was not angry, nor was she angry at the six-year-old child who was held by her father to force her son.

He was just, polite and very ashamed, carefully freeing himself from Mr. Lin's arms, and saluting Mr. Lin, and atonement for his father. . "

"No blame, no blame."

Mr. Lin pulled Ma Ruxiao back again, with a drunk face full of pride: "You are also a good seed. You are just my disciple, hey, Brother Ma, please return my disciple to me. I will have two in the future. I just learned a good disciple. "

Mr. Ma just wanted to exchange his son for his disciples. As a result, Mr. Lin was fiercer than him, and he had to bring Ma Ruxiao and Duan Qingen together to his side.

Of course Mr. Ma was unwilling. "My son gave it to you. Why do you want Qing En? Look at my son, a talented person, who is of good looks. At a young age, a large number of people will kiss."

Children of this age have already understood the etiquette. Now when I heard that Mr. Ma said in public that his personal affairs, the poor Ma Ruxiao's face that had just cooled down had been painted with a layer of red.

He rescued himself from Mr. Lin's hands with great difficulty, and did not forget to go to his father to rescue Duan Qingen.

As a son, of course, he did not dare to do anything to his father, so Duan Qingen just sat on Mr. Ma ’s lap and watched the handsome young man salute to Mr. Ma, respectfully said: "Father, you eat Drunk, put down Master Duan. "

Of course, a drunk person would not just listen to him based on a sentence or two. Mr. Ma Quan did not hear it. He held Duan Qingen in one hand and picked up the wine glass on the table. Mr. raised his glass:

"Brother Lin, let's drink another one."

"Okay, drink one!"

When the two drank, Mr. Ma even ignored his son. Anxious Ma Ruxiao circled around his father and mother, and tried to maintain a steady tone. "Father, put down your brother first."

"Father, you are drunk."

"Father, father ..."

It was really anxious to see him. Duan Qingen quickly ate up the chicken legs on his hands, and then took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands to make sure his hands were clean. He stretched out two fat little young hands. As soon as he tried hard, he took Mr. Ma Pushed his hand down.

He himself jumped to the ground easily while taking advantage of this gap, quickly letting Ma Ruxiao watch for a moment.

"Hi brother, my surname is Duan, calling Qing En, but you haven't got any words yet, just call me Qing En."

Seeing that the seven-year-old Xiaodou Ding presented himself with a serious gift, Ma Ruxiao quickly adjusted his clothes and made sure that he was not rude to others.

"Hi brother, my name is Ma, my name is Ru Xiao, how old are you, and you can call my brother."

After seeing the ceremony, the two kept up their waists, and Ma Ruxiao looked at the drunken uncle and anxiety again.