Chapter 90: Three visits to the thatched cottage, the general’s dream!

"It's already the third day." Huang Xiao pushed open the window, looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but sigh.

In the sky, the sun rises slowly, emitting a magnificent light. The rainbow bridge is transforming from blue to blue. In conjunction with the sunlight, the sky is brilliant into a cold tone, with a feeling of desolation.

But the battle in the sky is in full swing.

People are engaging in an unprecedented offensive craze around the flying warships. This is the first time that Huang Xiao, who has lived in Rainbow Island for more than 60 years, has seen this scene.

"Will anyone come to me if Chongbao is born?" He couldn't help but have this question in his heart. But from the beginning to the end, his eyes were extremely firm, "I will not give up no matter whether anyone comes here or not."

He opened the door of the inner room, took out the tattered teapot, quietly cooked tea, and sat quietly at the small table and savored the bitterness and sweetness of the tea.

He is familiar with the process. He has been like this for more than 40 years.

When he visited the cottage three times, he must be after the wise ruler visited three times before he could become an official.

This is his principle, and he spent more than 40 years to persist in it. He became a laughing stock on the entire island and didn't care.

Tea is not a good tea. The tea leaves are withered, the tea smells like nothing, and the tea is astringent. Huang Xiao has been drinking this kind of tea for more than 40 years. He has been drinking too much, but he is not used to good tea.

Life is like tea, tea is like life.

Huang Xiao’s life seemed to be this tea. He was not good-looking, and even said that he was ugly.

He is not a genius, and was born in difficult labor, like a little monkey who fell into the water. He inevitably had inferiority complex. If it weren't for his mother, his life would be a different situation.

He still remembers that when he was six years old, he stumbling home with tears in his eyes and cried, "Mom, why do they all say I am ugly, and they all say I am stupid? Am I really that ugly and stupid? Everyone else bullies me and doesn't take me to play with it."

"How could Xiao'er be ugly and stupid?" His mother hugged him in her arms and comforted her warmly, "My Xiao'er is smart and cute, and outsiders don't understand."

"Is this really the case?" Huang Xiao looked up at his mother with tears.

"Of course it's like this." His mother said in an extremely affirmative tone, "It's like Zhuge Ming. He was also born on Rainbow Island. He farmed on the island for four years and was called a farmer. No one looked down on him, but he was appointed as prime minister and defeated the King of Chu. It can be seen that truly outstanding people are not something that ordinary people can find. Xiao'er, do you understand?"

"Zhuge Ming?" Huang Xiao raised his head, not understanding. Under his mother's gentle gaze, his eyes suddenly lit up: "It turns out that I am a person like Zhuge Ming, no wonder they all misunderstand me."

The mother smiled: "It's not easy to become a person like Zhuge Ming. Do you know Xiao'er? How many military books have Zhuge Ming read and how many classics have he read before he became an official?"

"The Xiaoer asked in an explanation.

The mother rubbed Huang Xiao's head and said warmly: "This is the special thing about my Xiaoer. I practice 100 times, what's wrong with it? I have my mother with you. Come and write with you."

She grabbed the bamboo pole and wrote on the sand. Xiao Huangxiao followed her, holding a small wooden stick, following her like that.

When I was ten years old...

"Mom, I have a lot of military calligraphy. I forgot the front after reading it, so I can't recite it at all. It's so difficult!" Xiao Huangxiao pouted, quite depressed.

"Don't be afraid of difficulties, Xiao'er. Mom is carrying it with you."

Eleven years old...

"Mom, am I really a person like Zhuge Ming? Why do everyone dislike me and call me ugly?"

"Xiao'er, don't worry about what others think of you. The key is how you view yourself. In my mother's heart, Zhuge Ming is not as cute as you."

Thirteen years old...

"Mom, you lied to me! You lied to me! They can control monsters, but I can't. Other adults said that I have low qualifications and there is no possibility of becoming a demon master at all! Why are you lied to me like this?!" Huang Xiao cried in great pain. Finally, he covered his face and ran away from home.

"Xiao'er, Xiao'er!" His mother couldn't stop him and was about to go out to chase him, but suddenly she looked dark and she fainted on the ground.

"Madam Huang, why are you doing this? Over the years, you have saved money for Huang Xiao's child, selling jewelry and buying books. Your illness is not money to buy medicine, so you drag it down. If I hadn't been passing by the door today..." Old Man Jiang looked at Huang Xiao's mother who was bedridden, shook her head and sighed.

"Doctor Jiang, I have known this disease for a long time, and it is a terminal illness. Instead of spending money to buy medicine to extend my life, it is better to invest in a new life. The reason why Xiao'er has low qualifications is entirely because the terminal illness on me has dragged him down. I want to do my best to bring him a bright future." Huang Xiao's mother was lying on the bed, her breath was weak, but her tone was quite firm.

Outside the door, Huang Xiao, who had returned, stood blankly in place. Then he turned around slowly and walked out in dismay.

He was in the wilderness and cried. The first thing he said when he came back to the evening was: "Mom! I won't disappoint you, I want to become a person like Zhuge Ming!"

When I was fifteen years old...

Huang Xiao knelt beside the bed, held his mother's hand tightly, and cried, "Mom! Mom! Don't leave, what should I do if you leave?"

Mrs. Huang lay on the bed, barely opened her eyes, staring at Huang Xiao with loving eyes, and smiling silently.

"Mom! You can't leave! I have worked hard all these years to become a person like Zhuge Ming! If you leave, you can't see it, and you will become the prime minister and general in the end. What's the point?" Huang Xiao shouted, tears blurred.

"Xiao'er, my mother will not leave. My mother's soul will turn into stars in the sky and will silently look at you. Watching you meet the Mingzhu like Zhuge Ming, become the prime minister, and become the general. You must remember that everyone's birth is different, and it is not important. What is important is what kind of person you want to be. Xiao'er, my mother will look at you in the sky..." Huang Xiao's mother gradually closed her eyes.

"mother……!"

Sixteen years old...

Huang Xiao knelt in front of the tombstone, the autumn wind was bleak, and the remaining leaves flew.

He held a single palm, burst into tears, and shouted loudly: "Mom! Xiao'er swore that he would definitely become a person like Zhuge Ming, and that a wise lord would visit me three times to attract me. I will become the number one general in the world, and my name will also be well known in the sky! I swear that he will definitely! He will definitely!!"

"Hmph! What is it that you compare yourself to Zhuge Ming?"

"Hahaha, I have seen many arrogant people. Today I was amazed."

"I actually have to visit his thatched cottage three times? It's so arrogant. I'll never visit his thatched cottage three times!"

"What a shit thing? I really think of myself as an elephant by inserting onions in my nostrils."

Seventeen years old, twenty-seven years old, thirty-seven years old...

People of all kinds were walking and stopping, and the gate of the thatched cottage opened and closed as well.

Huang Xiao sipped tea and sat next to the same tea table, listening to gossip and sarcastic words, turning from a teenager to a young man, and then middle-aged man.

Forty-seven, fifty-seven, sixty-one...

There were fewer and fewer people visiting his cottage. In the end, there were even fewer people. A new generation changed to old people, familiar old people were recruited, or went out of the island to make a living. But he was still here and became a laughing stock in the mouths of young people. When talking about him, his lips often curled up, full of disdainful ridicule.

The past is like smoke, like the heat coming out of the tea in the cup, floating.

Bang bang bang bang.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Huang Xiao, I am your Mr. Jiang, can you come in?" Old Man Jiang's voice came from outside the door.

"Brother Jiang, please come in for tea." Huang Xiao pushed open the door and welcomed Old Man Jiang into the inner room. He respected the Old Man Jiang who once gave him a lot of money.

"I guess you have guessed the purpose of my arrival. It's right, it's here to persuade you." Old Man Jiang sat down, took a sip of hot tea, and said earnestly, "The Master Chu Island Lord is young, but he is the first person of the younger generation. He is brave and good at fighting, and has a broad mind. He is a wise master who is rare in a century! I know your rules and visit the cottage three times. But look at the sky, the treasures are born and the heroes are fighting each other. It's understandable that the Master Chu Island Lord doesn't come. Huang Xiao, I watched you grow up. It's a pity to miss the Master Chu Island Lord."

"Brother Jiang, what are you talking about?" Huang Xiao smiled and nodded repeatedly. After drinking most of the tea from Old Man Jiang, he immediately added tea to him.

Old Man Jiang was angry and paused the cup heavily on the coffee table, and tea splashed everywhere. He said with heartache: "You, as soon as I advise you, you nodded yes. In fact, they all act like wind in my ears, and I said mine, you should do yours."

"Brother Jiang, I can listen to your suggestions for other things, but this is my persistence. I hope you can understand." Huang Xiao lowered his eyelids.

"Oh, persevere. You have been persisting for more than 40 years, and now you are 61 years old. How many years does a person's life have? Forget it, for nothing. I knew it was the result. It's a pity for you!" Old Man Jiang stood up and left angrily.

Huang Xiao looked at the old man Jiang's departure back, and listened to the clanging sound, and the sound of the gate of the courtyard was heavily carried, and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

He had a special channel, which could penetrate the fog and absorb information from the outside world. From Chu Yun's sacrifice of himself to save his adoptive father, he noticed Chu Yun. Chu Yun's rise like a meteor, his brilliant achievements, etc., Huang Xiao knew it clearly. Chu Yun visited him for two consecutive days and was respectful to the wise and the nobles. How could Huang Xiao not know?

There is no doubt that Chu Yun has reached the standard of a wise ruler in Huang Xiao’s heart.

However, Huang Xiao's persistence will not be shaken by this.

He made a vow to his mother's tombstone. Three visits to the cottage were an agreement and even more persistent.

This is not simply stubbornness, but has risen to the height of the meaning of life.

He persisted for more than 40 years and never bowed to fate!

He knows the value of the flying warship better than Old Man Jiang. A spiritual demon warship is worthy of the battle between the national and island forces. What's more, the flying warship? This kind of military refining technology can create a country.

Give up such a good opportunity to choose someone like yourself who has become a laughing stock, staying in the corner, and has a quirk of temper?

Huang Xiao thought about it and felt it was unrealistic.

"For more than 40 years, I have passed in a hurry. How many years will I have to wait?" he asked himself, but he couldn't get the answer. Fate is always mysterious, and its power makes people feel extremely small and fearful. But another force supports him, preventing him from bowing to fate.

The name of this power is called maternal love.

Fate gave him an extremely poor ***, but great maternal love can compete with the power of fate. He can get out of inferiority, reach this point today, and let him live with dignity.

All are maternal love.

He cannot violate his original oath and cannot give up his principles. Otherwise, he will die.

Some people are dead but still alive. Some people are dead even if they are alive.

Bang bang bang bang.

At this time, another knock on the door came.

"Huang Xiao, come out quickly!" Old Man Jiang shouted loudly, his tone very fast.

"What happened?" Huang Xiao calmed down his feelings and opened the door, but was stunned.

"Huang Xiao, you stupid boy! Master Chu is here to see you!" Old Man Jiang shouted happily.

"You..." Huang Xiao looked at Chu Yun in front of him, with a dazed expression and a few dreams.

Chu Yun seemed to know the question in his heart: "The spiritual demon warship has a cultivation level close to the demon of robbery, and there are people who are hindering each other, so they cannot be conquered."

"Even so, if you forcefully break into the flying warship, you can still steal some precious treasures, right?" Huang Xiaodao.
To be continued...