The Venerable Monster Tamer: The 90th verse: 3 Gu Maolu, the general’s dream!
Section: Three visits to the cottage, the general's dream!
"It's already the third day." Huang Xiao opened the window and looked up to the sky, sighing.
In the sky, the sun is rising, emitting a magnificent light. Hongqiao is in the process of changing from cyan to blue. With the sunlight, the sky is gorgeously transformed into a cold tone, with a sense of desolation.
But the battle in the sky is in full swing.
People are surrounding the flying battleship, carrying out an unprecedented offensive frenzy. This kind of sight, even the first time I saw it when I lived on Rainbow Island.
"Zhongbao is born, will anyone come to me?" He couldn't help but ask this question. But from the beginning to the end, his gaze is very firm, "No matter if anyone comes here, I will not give up."
He opened the door of the inner room, took out the tattered teapot, made tea quietly, and sat down at the table quietly to taste the bitterness and sweetness of the tea.
He is familiar with this process. He has been like this for many years.
Three visits to the thatched cottage, the Ming master must visit three times before he will be an official.
This is his principle, for which he has spent many years constantly insisting on it. Turned into the laughing stock of the whole island, he didn't care.
Tea is not a good tea. Tea leaves are withered, if there is no tea fragrance, the tea water is astringent. Huang Xiao has been drinking this tea for many years. Drinking too much, but not used to drinking good tea.
Life is like tea, and tea is like life.
Huang Xiao’s life seems to be this tea. Its appearance is ugly, even ugly.
He is not a genius. He was born under the circumstances of dystocia, like a monkey cub who fell into the water. His inevitable low self-esteem, if it weren't for his mother, his life would be another situation.
He still remembers that when he was six years old, he stumbled home with tears in his tears and cried, "Mother, why do they all say I am ugly and stupid? Am I really so ugly and stupid? Other people bully me and don’t take me to play."
"How can Xiaoer be ugly and stupid?" His mother put him in her arms and comforted her warmly, "My Xiaoer is smart and cute, and outsiders don't understand it."
"Is it really like this?" Huang Xiao wept and looked up to his mother.
"Of course it is." His mother said in a very positive tone, "Like Zhuge Ming. He was also born on Rainbow Island, farming on the island for four years, and is known as a farmer. No one looks down on him. , But he was worshipped as the prime minister and defeated the overlord of Chu. It can be seen that truly outstanding people are not what ordinary people can show. Xiaoer, do you understand?"
"Zhu Geming?" Huang Xiao raised his head, seemingly understanding. Under his mother's gentle gaze, his eyes suddenly lit up: "So I am a person like Zhugeming. No wonder they all misunderstand me."
Mother laughed: "It is not easy to be like Zhugeming. Did you know Xiaoer? How many military books and classics did Zhugeming read before he became an official?"
"The filial piety asked me.
Mother U Huang Xiao’s head warmly said: "This is the special place of my filial piety. Practice all the time, what's wrong? Have a mother to accompany you. Come and write with your mother. "
She grabbed the bamboo pole and wrote stroke by stroke on the sand. Huang Xiao followed her, also holding a wooden stick, learning everything.
When I was ten years old...
"Mother, there are so many characters in my military books. I read the back and forgot the front, so I can't memorize it at all. It's too difficult!" Huang Xiao pouted, quite frustrated.
"Don't be afraid of difficulties, Xiaoer. Mother will recite with you."
Eleven years old...
"Mother, am I really a person like Zhugeming? Why do everyone despise me and call me ugly?"
"My filial piety, don't care what others think of you. The key is how you think of yourself. In my mother's heart, Zhuge Ming is not as good as you, but I like to watch."
Thirteen years old...
"Mother, you lied to me! You lied to me! They can control monsters, but I can't. Other adults say that I have low qualifications, and there is no possibility of becoming a demon master! Why are you doing this Lie to me?!" Huang Xiao cried, painful. Finally, he hid his face and ran away from home.
"Xiaoer, Xiaoer!" His mother couldn't stop her, and was about to go out to chase her. Suddenly, her eyes went dark and she fainted on the ground.
"Mrs. Huang, why are you doing this? Over the years, you have been saving money, selling ornaments, and buying books for the child Huang Xiao. Your illness, but no money to buy, dragged it down. If I hadn't passed by today At the door..." The old man Jiang looked at Huang Xiao's mother who could not afford to sleep on netg, shaking his head and sighing.
"Doctor Jiang, I have known my illness for a long time and it is terminally ill. Instead of buying money to extend my life, it is better to invest in a new life. Xiaoer's low qualifications are entirely because of me. His terminal illness dragged him down. I will do my best to bring him a bright future." Huang Xiao's mother was lying on the netg with a weak breath, but a rather firm tone.
Outside the door, Huang Xiao, who had returned, stood there blankly. Then slowly turned around and walked out desperately.
He was in the wilderness and cried. The first sentence I came back in the evening was: "Mother! I won't let you down, I want to be like Zhugeming!"
When I was fifteen years old...
Huang Xiao knelt next to the netg, held his mother's hand tightly, and cried out: "Mother! Mother! Don't go, what should I do if you go?"
Ms. Huang lay on the netg, barely opened her eyes, focused on Huang Xiao with affectionate eyes, and smiled silently.
"Mother! You can't go! All these years I have worked so hard, just want to be like Zhugeming! You are gone, you can't see it, I will become a prime minister, a general in the future, what is the point?" Huang Xiao yelled, tears blurred.
"My filial piety, my mother will not go. My mother's soul will turn into a star in the sky and will watch you silently. Looking at you like Zhugeming, you will be appreciated by the Lord, become a prime minister, and become a general. You have to remember that everyone’s birth is different and it doesn’t matter. What’s important is what kind of person you want to be. Xiaoer, my mother will look at you in the sky..." Huang Xiao’s mother gradually The ground closed his eyes.
"Mother——!"
Sixteen years old...
Huang Xiao knelt in front of the tombstone, the autumn wind was bleak, and the remaining leaves were flying.
He held a single palm upright, burst into tears, and yelled loudly: "Mother! Xiaoer swears, he will definitely become a person like Zhugeming, and there will be a master who visits the thatched cottage to attract me. I will become the number one in the world. General, my name will be famous in the sky too! I swear to be sure! Certainly!!"
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"Huh! What is it like Zhugeming?"
"Hahaha, I have seen a lot of arrogant people. I saw this Huang Xiao today, but I was amazed."
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"You actually want to visit the thatched cottage three times? It's so arrogant. I will visit the cottage three times, but he won't visit his cottage three times!"
"What kind of shit, cha green onions in the nostrils, I really think of myself as an elephant."
Seventeen, twenty-seven, thirty-seven years old...
People of all kinds come and go, and the thatched courtyard gate opens and closes accordingly.
Huang Xiao tasting tea, sitting at the same coffee table, listening to gossip, cynicism, and change from a young man to a young man and then to a middle-aged man.
Forty-seven, fifty-seven, sixty-one...
There are fewer and fewer people coming to visit his cottage. In the end there is not even. A generation of newcomers replaces the old, familiar old people are recruited, or they leave the island to seek a livelihood. But he is still here, reduced to the laughing stock of young people. When talking about him, the corners of his mouth are always upturned, full of disdainful ridicule.
The past is like smoke, like the heat from the tea in the cup, fluttering.
Boom boom boom.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Huang Xiao, this is your old man Jiang, can I come in?" Old man Jiang's voice came from outside the door.
"Uncle Jiang, please come in for tea." Huang Xiao opened the door and welcomed Old Man Jiang into the inner room. He respected this old man Jiang who had given him a lot of support.
"The purpose of the old man, I must have guessed it. Yes, I came to persuade you." Old man Jiang sat down, took a sip of hot tea, and said earnestly and earnestly, "Island Master Chu is young but young The first person in a generation. Brave and good at war, with a vast gaze. He is a rare master in a century! The old man knows your rules and visits the cottage. But you look at the sky, the treasure is born, and the heroes are fighting. Chu Shao Island Master will not come. It’s excusable. Huang Xiao, the old man watched you grow up. It’s a shame to miss the Chu Shao Island Master."
"Uncle Jiang, what you said is." Huang Xiao smiled and nodded repeatedly. Old man Jiang drank most of his tea, and he immediately added tea to him.
The old man Jiang was angry, and set his cup heavily on the coffee table, splashing tea. Heartache said: "You, when I persuade you, you nod your head yes yes. In fact, it is all as wind, I say mine, you do yours."
"Uncle Jiang, I can listen to your suggestions for other things, but this is my insistence. I hope you can understand." Huang Xiao lowered his eyelids.
"Oh, persist. You have persisted for many years, and now you are 61 years old. How many years are in a person's life? Nothing, nothing. I know this is the result. It's a pity that the old man is doing you!" Old man Jiang stood up , Left angrily.
Huang Xiao looked at the old man Jiang's leaving back, and listened to the sound of a bang, the courtyard door was heavily brought up, and he couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.
He has a special channel that can penetrate the mist and absorb information from the outside world. Since Chu Yun sacrificed himself to save his foster father, he noticed Chu Yun. Huang Xiao knows Chu Yun's rise like a meteor and his brilliant record. Chu Yun visited the door for two days in a row. How could Huang Xiao know that corporal courtesy?
There is no doubt that in Huang Xiao's heart, Chu Yun has already reached the standard of the master.
However, Huang Xiao's persistence will not be shaken by this.
He took the oath, oath to his mother's gravestone. Three visits to the thatched cottage is an agreement, but also a kind of persistence.
This is not simply stubbornness, but has risen to the height of meaning in life.
He persisted for so many years and never bowed to fate!
He knows the value of flying battleships better than Old Man Jiang. A Ling Yao battleship is already worth fighting for by the power of the island. Not to mention the flying battleship? This kind of military training technology can create a country.
Abandon such a good opportunity to compete and choose a person who has become a laughing stock, nestled in the dark, and has a quirky temper?
Huang Xiao thought about it, but also found it unrealistic.
"Years, in a hurry. How many more years will I have to wait?" He asked himself, but couldn't get an answer. Fate is always mysterious and unpredictable, and its power can make people feel extremely vague and fearful. But another force supported him and kept him from bowing to fate.
The name of this power is maternal love.
Fate gave him a terrible, but great maternal love can counter the power of fate. He can get rid of his low self-esteem and come to this point so that he can live with dignity.
It's all maternal love.
He can't violate the original oath, can't give up his principles. Otherwise, it is death.
Some people are dead but still alive. Some people are dead even if they are alive.
Boom boom boom.
At this moment, there was another knock on the door.
"Huang Xiao, come out soon!" Old Man Jiang shouted loudly, his tone of voice was very quick.
"What happened?" Huang Xiao packed up his feelings and opened the door, but he was taken aback.
"Huang Xiao, you idiot! Chu Shao Island Master came to see you!" Old Man Jiang shouted joyfully.
"You..." Huang Xiao looked at Chu Yun in front of him, with a dazed expression, dreamy.
Chu Yun seems to know the question in his heart: "The spirit monster battleship is close to the robbery, and there are people who are holding each other's hands. It is impossible to subdue it."
"Even so, you can **** some precious treasures by forcibly breaking into the flying battleship, right?" Huang Xiaodao.
"Hehehe, how can one or two treasures be compared to the masters of your husband?" Chu Yun arched his hand, sighed deeply, and said sincerely, "The more people know, the more The more I feel superficial. The more scenery I see, the more I feel that I am in the middle of nature. The heights are very cold, but my ambition to climb the peak has not ended because of this. Now Mr. Bai is a general, please Mr. came out and helped me."
Huang Xiao was stunned on the spot and looked at Chu Yun dumbfounded. Fate once ignored him, bullied him, and ravaged him, but today, he smiled at him.
He didn't expect this moment. He had waited for years to come so suddenly. So that he almost thought he had auditory hallucinations!
The old man Jiang on the side stomped his feet in anxious manner, but his face was old and tearful: "Huang Xiao, why are you stupid? Didn't you hear it, Chu Shaodao mainly worships you as a general!"
"Ah~IndoMTL.com~Huang Xiao lost his voice and was shocked. When something happened, he was a little at a loss!
He looked at Chu Yun intently, and saw Chu Yun smile slightly, his eyes flashing sincerely.
One time! In Huang Xiao's field of vision, the other sceneries turned into a white background, leaving him and Chu Yun alone.
Years of persistence, now finally has the result!
Three visits to the thatched cottage, you have to meet the Lord! !
Mother! You are in the sky, do you see it?
Although I am old, although I am no longer young, this moment is a little late, but it is not too late after all.
Huang Xiao's mood is jīdang, almost unable to be himself. He took a deep breath, shaking violently.
Slightly bent over, he also arched his hands, and said in as calm a tone as possible--
"The young master is so valued, Huang Xiao is willing to do his best!"