The Princess of Northern Land

When Ma Zhicai saw that no one around him took him seriously, his face turned purple with anger and his whole body was trembling.

"Go back, it's not embarrassing enough." At the critical moment, Ma Dalang obeyed Li Zheng's wishes and pretended to yell at the people on his side, without taking into account Ma Zhicai's grievances.

Why? Why? He is a child student, and he will be selected as a scholar in the future to become an official. These ignorant villagers dare to insult him. They must look good to them in the future. Ma Zhicai opened his eyes wide and glanced at the surrounding villagers with a gloomy gaze.

No one in the village took him seriously.

"Go back." Ma Dalang felt that Yan was a prodigal woman. He was still thinking of ways to find someone to talk to so that he could join the Lin family shop as the general manager. Unexpectedly, Yan was holding him back behind his back.

Yan was not convinced, but she had always been afraid of Ma Dalang. She observed Ma Dalang's face and knew that he was really angry. Although she didn't know why Ma Dalang was angry, Yan still didn't dare to disgrace him in front of everyone.

"Oh, you damn man, you didn't see that my waist was broken, so you didn't know how to come over and help me." Full of anger, Mrs. Yan lost her temper at the innocent Mrs. Huang beside her.

Mrs. Huang was afraid of her, so she quickly went over to support her with a low eyebrow.

"Mom, let me help you go back." Although little Pangzi was slightly injured, he earned face in front of everyone. It would be better if some good person could tell the Lin family about her glorious deeds of "heroic" Lin family today.

Pangzi was also very satisfied with Little Pangzi's performance today. She nodded and let Little Pangzi support her.

Zhou Ming and Zhou Fa saw their mother's happy face and guessed that their mother might not have suffered a loss, so they helped pick up the basket that little Pangzi dropped on the ground and prepared to go back together.

"It's all gone." Li Zheng frowned and yelled, and the parties involved stopped pursuing it. The villagers did not watch in excitement, and smiled and prepared to go home.

"Slow down." Turning around, Wu Dayou was walking on the road not far away, supporting Lin Zige with a big belly. Sister-in-law Xiang followed behind the couple.

"Why are there so many people around?" Wu Dayou asked in confusion when he saw so many people there.

"It's okay, I just watched the excitement for a while. Dayou, will you see your son soon?" a villager joked.

"Soon." Wu Dayou grinned.

Lin Zige was a little shy and squeezed his waist, making Wu Dayou laugh even more happily.

"Master, madam, it's time to go back for dinner." Sister-in-law Xiang urged.

"I'll be back soon." Lin Zige promised. Wu Dayou saw that the Ma family was there and didn't want to see them, so he said hello to everyone, helped Zige and left directly.

"What a good boy, your life is good." Someone said enviously. The villagers all nodded in agreement, thinking that everyone's fate is really different. Even though Wu Dayou had a difficult time as a child, his life will definitely be prosperous in the future. With the Lin family as his backer, he will be prepared to enjoy glory and wealth in this life.

He was a pauper at first, but after getting married, he has a beauty, a house, and land, and he will not even be short of money. In a few days, he will have a son, and he will have fun in secret for the rest of his life.

Yan was filled with envy and hatred, looking at the young couple walking away with eyes like knives. If Wu Dayou did not break off the engagement, all that Wu Dayou should enjoy would not belong to his own son...

The Ma family returned home amidst everyone's ridicule, "You are confused."

As soon as he returned home, Ma Dalang angrily prepared to teach Yan and Ma Zhicai a lesson.

"I'll go to the city tomorrow." Ma Zhicai said coldly, turned around and entered his room, closing the door, not intending to listen to Ma Dalang's instructions.

"You..." Ma Dalang wanted to scold him, but after all, it was his son who had been holding the palm of his hand. He was so cruel but did not really continue to scold him.

At dawn the next day, Ma Zhicai packed up some silver and went into the city without even eating breakfast.

Mrs. Yan's heart ached when she thought that her family didn't have much money, and that boy would definitely spend money if he went to the city quietly.

After Ma Zhicai entered the city, he had no direction, so he simply found an inn to stay for a few days. Then he went to a tavern and ordered two side dishes and a bottle of wine, and began to drink to drown his sorrows.

Regarding drinking, what a man and a woman drink is romance, and what a man drinks is friendship. If you drink alone, you will only feel lonely. Ma Zhicai thought of the scenery he had enjoyed as a child in the village when he was young, and then thought of the scene where he was down and out and being laughed at by others. His heart felt as painful as a knife, so he drank one glass after another of sake.

"Huh?" Just when he felt a little drunk, he seemed to see an acquaintance, an acquaintance who shouldn't have appeared in Fengcheng at this time - Ma Erlang.

Are you drunk? Ma Zhicai shook his head vigorously, hoping to become more sober.