Only then did Uncle Ma remember that he slowly stretched out a finger, "What is this son?"

Ma Hui pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, "Dad that's one. I remember when I was just three years old, you asked me to count. Now you even stretched out a finger for me. I'm an idiot again."

"Oh, my wife, what are you doing?" Ma Dashuai slapped a finger off the big tree, and finally he stretched out two, "Son, what is this?"

Ma Hui rolled his eyes helplessly. This is worthy of being his parents, but he couldn't help but answer, "Mom, that's the second. Don't test me to count anymore. I can recognize you if you write a word."

Unexpectedly, Uncle Ma actually wrote it. He took a branch and wrote a horse on the ground.

"Dad, I know this even if I turn into ashes. This is our letter. Can I forget it?" Ma Hui secretly held the word "Ma" in his heart.

Uncle Ma and Aunt Ma hugged each other cheerfully. Although they were both old arms and legs, they were still jumping on the ground.

Aunt Ma suddenly stopped and patted Uncle Ma, "I said my dad quickly tells the director the news. I was in a bad mood when I saw him that day. Maybe it was for our son's business."

Ma Hui raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "Director, which director, what does this have to do with him?"

Aunt Ma tilted her head and looked at Ma Hui, reached out and patted her arm, "This director is Ma Tao, but our family's savior. If he hadn't woken up, how could he be like a normal person? Maybe he would still be my stupid son. Do you think God really saved you."

Ma Hui scratched his head, "But I really don't remember him."

Uncle Ma sighed, "If you don't remember, you won't remember. It's good to remember now. Remember that he is the savior of our family. Oh, think about it carefully, he was still counting ants with you."

After saying that, Uncle Ma quickly rushed to the village committee. Without even saying hello, he broke into Ma Tao's house, ran to Ma Tao, held the table with both hands, and couldn't speak in a panting moment.

Ma Tao stood up, poured a glass of water, placed it beside Uncle Ma, and moved a chair and placed it behind him, "Uncle Ma, what's wrong with you? What's wrong? Tell me slowly."

Uncle Ma sat down, took a sip of water, and a flower-like smile piled on his face filled with gullies. He panted and said, "Ma Hui, he woke up."

Ma Tao stood up from his seat, stared at him in disbelief, "Really."

Uncle Ma also stood up, looked at Ma Tao very seriously, and nodded vigorously.

Ma Tao pulled Uncle Ma and rushed to his house. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Ma Hui helping Aunt Ma with housework.

Aunt Ma saw Ma Tao coming in and hurriedly greeted him, "Director, you are here, come in and sit in."

Ma Hui stood there, looking at Ma Tao up and down, muttering in his heart, "Is it just that he woke him up? It looks a bit arrogant, not like an ordinary person, but how could a village director treat him? It's really unbelievable."

Ma Tao sat on the stone table in the yard, still looking at Ma Hui. Ma Hui was no longer the time when he was stupid. His eyes were very happy. With his own thoughts, he could do housework for the house, which seemed to be no different from ordinary people.

Aunt Ma poured a glass of water from the house and placed it in front of Ma Tao.

Ma Tao suddenly looked at Aunt Ma: "Aunt Ma, how did she wake up? Tell me about it."

Aunt Ma and Uncle Ma shook their heads at the same time. They just slept for a while and saw their son standing in the yard, feeding chickens. How could they know how he woke up?

Ma Hui walked to Ma Tao step by step and asked casually: "You are Ma Tao, the director of Murakami. I heard from my parents that you saved me."

Ma Tao waved his hand in shame, "I wanted to save you at the beginning, but who would have thought you would have slept for so many days, I feel really guilty."

"Actually, I don't know very well how I woke up. When I woke up in the morning, I opened my eyes and saw that my parents were asleep, so I stood in the yard and fed the chickens." Ma Hui recalled in confusion.

A villager passed by Uncle Ma's door and suddenly saw Uncle Ma's son standing in the yard and talking to Ma Tao. He threw the shovel on his shoulder to the ground and strode in, "I said Lao Ma, this is your son."

Uncle Ma smiled knowingly. No one could tell how long this smile hadn't appeared on her face.

Uncle Ma proudly pulled his son in front, "This is my son, it's great, just like a normal person."

The villagers smiled and looked at Ma Hui with contempt, "It's OK to be the same as ordinary people, but I woke up and was still a fool. If I had such a son, I would have been killed by a single person."

It’s really not a big deal to watch the show. They must have been used to bullying Uncle Ma, Aunt Ma, so they dared to say such words without restraint.

Ma Tao stood up and looked at the villagers, "It is illegal to slander others at will. Do you know? They can completely sue you for personal insults."

The villagers took a look and said, "You think you are the director and can do anything, but don't scare me. I have been saying this for many years."

Ma Tao pulled the corner of his mouth, "Since you know I am the village director, I will definitely not say anything casually. If you do this kind of personality insult, I will teach you if they don't sue you."

The villagers glared at Ma Tao in fear, hurriedly retreated, and ran out of Uncle Ma's house.

In a short while, the news that Ma Hui woke up was running through the village.

Du Zhongwei had just left the house, and he stretched his waist, covered his mouth with one hand, and yawned.

A villager passed by him and ran to the uncle's house. He kept shouting: "Uncle Ma's stupid son is awake. Let's go and see it. He said it is no different from ordinary people. I want to see how this fool becomes a normal person?"

Du Zhongwei hurriedly grabbed the villager, "Which family are you talking about?"

The villagers rolled their eyes impatiently, "The Ma family, which has a silly son in the village, and that family. Let me go quickly, I'm still waiting to watch the show."

Du Zhongwei stood there for a while and rushed to Uncle Ma's house. He pushed the crowd away and entered the yard. He saw Ma Hui standing in front of him like a pine tree.

Ma Tao looked at Du Zhongwei's dazed look, holding a teacup and drinking tea carefully, and he wanted to see what kind of foolings Du Zhongwei could make.

Du Zhongwei walked over carefully, turned around for Ma Hui a few times, stretched out his finger and pressed Ma Hui's chest, "You are fake, tell you not to lie to me."

Ma Hui waved Du Zhongwei's hand impatiently and carried him aside like a little chicken, "I am Ma Hui, how can it be someone else? Don't my parents know me yet?"

Du Zhongwei grabbed his sleeves and walked to Ma Hui like a hooligan, raised his head to look at Ma Hui, "Oh, isn't it hard? I told you that I'm not afraid of you, Ma Tao is my buddy. If you dare to bully me, Murakami will not let you go."

As Ma Tao heard Du Zhongwei say something more and more, he hurried over and covered her mouth, "He is really Ma Hui, really woke up, stop making trouble."

Du Zhongwei turned his head in disbelief and looked at Ma Tao, who nodded firmly.

At this time, a villager suddenly carried a shovel and waved it in front of Ma Hui, "I heard that you are no different from ordinary people, so I think of trying it. Do you know what this is and what is it for?"

After saying that, the villagers looked at everyone with pride. He expected that Ma Hui would definitely not recognize the shovel.

Ma Hui curled the corner of his mouth, easily said the name of the shovel, and described his purpose, without any word.

The villagers don’t believe in evil anymore. They don’t believe that Ma Hui, who has been stupid for so many years, can be the same as ordinary people. They all want to use Ma Hui to try their hands and feet.

A little girl often bullies Ma Hui. He ran out and looked at Ma Hui with his hands on his waist. Do you know what 55 is equal?"

Ma Hui looked at a little girl and looked down on him. He easily calculated what 55 is equal to.

The little girl cried out loud, hurriedly ran to her mother's arms, pointed at Ma Hui, "He actually calculated it. I didn't know if I asked him before."

The little girl's mother hurriedly hugged the little girl in her arms.

Wang Meiye Village Committee rushed in, and he pushed the crowd away and stood in Ma Hui's yard.

As soon as he entered the yard, Ma Hui saw Wang Meili. Her eyes fell straight on her. Her eyes were always indescribable, as if they were both resentful and the brightness of the clouds clearing and the fog dissipating.

Finally, Ma Hui looked away and looked at the villagers in the yard, "I, Ma Hui, have already gotten better. Please respect me and my family in the future. If anyone bullies my family again, Ma Hui will definitely not let him go."

Ma Hui was very powerful. He picked up the teacup and fell to the ground. The teacup and the ground broke into pieces as soon as it hit.

Everyone's back was cold and there was a gust of wind, especially those who bullied Ma Hui before. They bullied Ma Gui because Ma Hui was stupid. This Ma Hui returned to normal. Who can bully this person's tall and big figure?

The villagers felt bored and scattered from Uncle Ma's yard.

Wang Meili left with the crowd, and he lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ma Hui's eyes fell on Wang Meili and kept staring at his back.

Aunt Ma took a photo of his son and said angrily: "When you were stupid, he broke up with you. Now you are back to normal. I don't allow you to think about him. Even if anyone enters our house, he can't do it.

Du Zhongwei shook his head and muttered in his heart, it is impossible to let Wang Meili enter your house now. Who is in his heart? He is like a mirror in his heart.
Chapter completed!