The Venerable Monster Tamer

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 sighing.

In the sky, the sun is rising slowly, emitting a magnificent light. Hongqiao is in the process of changing from blue to blue. Cooperating with the sunlight, the sky is gorgeously turned into a gloomy tone, with a feeling of desolation.

But the battle in the sky is in full swing.

People are carrying out an unprecedented attack frenzy around the flying battleship. Even Huang Xiao, who has lived on Rainbow Island for more than 60 years, has seen this kind of scene for the first time.

"Chongbao is born, will someone come to my place?" This question can't help but arise in his heart. But from the beginning to the end, his eyes were firm and firm, "Whether someone comes here or not, I will never give up."

He opened the door of the inner room, took out a broken teapot, made tea quietly, and sat quietly at the small table to taste the bitterness and sweetness of the tea.

He is familiar with the process. For more than 40 years, he has always done so.

Visiting the thatched cottage three times, he will only become an official after the Ming Lord has visited three times.

This is his principle, and he has spent more than 40 years insisting on it. He became the laughing stock of the whole island, and he didn't care.

Tea is not good tea, the tea leaves are withered, the tea fragrance is absent, and the tea water is astringent. Huang Xiao has been drinking this kind of tea for more than 40 years. If you drink too much, you will not be used to good tea.

Life is like tea, and tea is like life.

Huang Xiao's life seems to be this tea. Its appearance is unattractive, even ugly.

He is not a genius, he was born under difficult birth conditions, like a little monkey cub who fell into the water. His inevitable low self-esteem, if not 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 eyes and cried, "Mom, why do they all say I'm ugly and stupid? Am I really that ugly and stupid? Others They all bully me and don't take me to play."

"How can Xiao'er be ugly and stupid?" His mother hugged him into her arms and comforted him in a warm voice, "My family's Xiao'er is smart and cute, it's just that outsiders don't understand."

"Is it really like this?" Huang Xiao looked up at his mother with tears in his eyes.

"Of course it is." His mother said in an extremely positive tone, "It's like Zhuge Ming. He was also born on Rainbow Island and farmed on the island for four years. He was called a farmer. No one looked down on him, but he But he was worshiped as the prime minister and defeated the overlord of Chu. It can be seen that a truly outstanding person cannot be found by ordinary people. Xiaoer, do you understand?"

"Zhuge Ming?" Huang Xiao raised his head, half understanding. Under his mother's gentle gaze, his eyes suddenly brightened: "So I am a person like Zhuge Ming, no wonder they all misunderstand me."

Mother smiled: "It's not easy to become a person like Zhuge Ming. Xiaoer, do you know how many military books and classics Zhuge Ming read before he became an official?"

"The filial son asked plainly.

The mother rubbed Huang Xiao's head, and said in a warm voice: "This is what is special about my filial son. What's wrong with practicing it 100 times? You have your mother with you. Come, write with your mother."

She grabbed the bamboo pole and wrote stroke by stroke on the sand. Little Huang Xiao followed her, also holding a small wooden stick, imitating her example.

When I was ten...

"Mother, I have a lot of words in military books. I read the back and forgot the front, so I can't memorize it. It's too difficult!" Little Huang Xiao pouted, quite frustrated.

"Don't be afraid of difficulties, Xiaoer. Mother will recite it with you."

Eleven years old……

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

"Xiao'er, don't care what others think of you. The key is how you think of yourself. In Mother's heart, Zhuge Ming is not as cute and beautiful as you."

Thirteen……

"Mother, you lied to me! You lied to me! They can control monsters, but I can't. The other adults said that my qualifications are low, and there is no possibility of becoming a demon master! Why did you lie to me like this? !” Huang Xiao wailed, excruciatingly painful. In the end, he hid his face and ran away from home.

"Xiao'er, Xiao'er!" His mother couldn't stop him, and was about to go out to catch up, when suddenly her eyes went dark and she passed out on the ground.

"Mrs. Huang, why are you bothering? Over the years, you have saved food and money for Huang Xiao, selling jewelry and buying books. You are sick, but you have no money to buy medicine, so you drag it down. If I hadn't passed by the door today... ..." Old man Jiang looked at the bedridden Huang Xiao's mother, shaking his head and sighing.

"Doctor Jiang, I have known about my illness for a long time. It is a terminal illness. Instead of spending money on medicine to prolong my life, it is better to invest in a new life. The reason why Xiaoer's qualifications are low is entirely because of my terminal illness. It has dragged him down. I will do my best to bring him a bright future." Huang Xiao's mother was lying on the bed, breathing weakly, but her tone was quite firm.

Outside the door, the returning Huang Xiao stood there blankly. Then he turned around slowly and walked out in a daze.

He buried his head in the wilderness and cried a lot. The first thing I say when I come back at night is: "Mom! I won't let you down, I want to be like Zhuge Ming!"

When I was fifteen...

Huang Xiao knelt by the bed, held his mother's hand tightly, and cried, "Mother! Mother! Don't go, what will I do if you leave?"

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

"Mother! You can't leave! I've worked so hard all these years, just to become someone like Zhuge Ming! You can't see me anymore after you leave. What's the point of becoming a prime minister and a general in the end?" Huang Huang Xiao cried out, tears blurred.

"Xiaoer, mother will not leave. Mother's soul will turn into stars in the sky, and will watch you silently. Seeing you like Zhuge Ming, met with the appreciation of the wise master, became a prime minister, and became a general. You must remember Live, everyone's birth is different, it doesn't matter. What matters is what kind of person you want to be. Xiaoer, mother will watch you from heaven..." Huang Xiao's mother gradually closed the door out of sight.

"mother……!"

sixteen years old...

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

With one palm upright, tears streaming down his face, he shouted loudly: "Mother! Xiaoer swears that he will definitely become a person like Zhuge Ming, and there will be a wise master who visits the thatched cottage three times to recruit me. I will become the number one general in the world. Your name will be resounding in the sky! I swear it will be! Definitely!!"

"Hmph! What is it that compares itself to Zhuge Ming?"

"Hahaha, I have seen a lot of arrogant people. When I saw Huang Xiao today, I was amazed."

"You still want to visit the thatched cottage three times? How arrogant, I will visit the thatched cottage three times, and I won't pay attention to his thatched cottage!"

"What kind of shit, with onions stuck in his nostrils, I really think of myself as an elephant."

Seventeen, twenty-seven, thirty-seven...

People of all colors stopped and went, and the courtyard gates of thatched cottages opened and closed accordingly.

Huang Xiao sipping tea, sitting at the same coffee table, listening to gossip, cynicism, from a teenager, to a young man, and then to a middle-aged man.

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

Fewer and fewer people came to visit his thatched cottage. In the end there wasn't even any more. A new generation 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 often turned up, full of disdainful ridicule.

The past is like smoke, like the hot steam from the tea in the cup, fluttering and curling.

bang bang bang.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Huang Xiao, I'm your old man Jiang, can you come in?" Old man Jiang's voice came from outside the door.

"Uncle Jiang, please come in for tea." Huang Xiao pushed open the door and welcomed old man Jiang into the inner room. He respects this old man Jiang who has given him a lot of support.

"You must have already guessed the purpose of this old man's visit. Yes, I'm here to persuade you." The old man Jiang sat down, took a sip of hot tea, and said earnestly, "Young master Chu is young, but he is the number one of the younger generation. People. Brave and good at fighting, with a broad mind. He is the rare master of a hundred years! The old man knows your rules and pays attention to the thatched cottage. But look at the sky, the treasure is born, and the heroes are fighting. If the island master Chu Shao does not come, there is love. But Yuan. Huang Xiao, this old man watched you grow up. It’s a pity to miss Island Master Chu.”

"Uncle Jiang, what you said is true." Huang Xiao smiled and nodded repeatedly. Old man Jiang drank most of his tea, so he immediately refilled him.

The old man Jiang was angry, and he put the cup heavily on the coffee table, and the tea splashed everywhere. Heartbroken, he said: "You, as soon as I persuade you, you just nod your head yes. In fact, you just ignore it. I say mine, and you do yours."

"Uncle Jiang, I can listen to your suggestions on other matters, but this is my insistence. I hope you can understand." Huang Xiao lowered his eyelids.

"Oh, persistence. You have persisted for more than 40 years, and now you are 61 years old. How many years is a person's life? Forget it, forget it. I knew it was the result. I am so sorry for you!" Old Jiang stood up, angry rushed away.

Huang Xiao looked at the back of the old man Jiang leaving, and heard the bang, the sound of the courtyard door being slammed shut, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly.

He has a special channel that can penetrate Xiawu and absorb information from the outside world. He had noticed Chu Yun since Chu Yun sacrificed his life to save his adoptive father. Huang Xiao knew everything about Chu Yun's meteoric rise, his brilliant achievements and so on. How could Huang Xiao not know that Chu Yun had visited the door for two consecutive days and paid homage to the corporal?

Undoubtedly, in Huang Xiao's heart, Chu Yun has already reached the standard of a wise master.

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

He swore an oath on his mother's tombstone. Visiting the thatched cottage three times is an agreement, and it is also a kind of persistence.

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

Therefore, he persisted for more than 40 years, and never bowed to fate!

He knows the value of flying warships better than Old Man Jiang. A spirit demon battleship is already worth fighting for by the Guodao forces. Not to mention the flying battleship? This kind of military training technology can create a country.

Abandoning such a good opportunity to compete, to choose a person like myself who has been reduced to a laughing stock, hides in a corner, and has a weird temper?

Huang Xiao thought about it, and felt that it was very unrealistic.

"More than 40 years passed in a hurry. How many more years do I have to wait?" He asked himself, but couldn't get an answer. Destiny is always mysterious, and its power makes people feel extremely small and fearful. But another force supported him and kept him from bowing to fate.

The name of this force is maternal love.

Fate gave him a very bad mother, but great maternal love can resist the power of fate. He can get out of inferiority complex and get to where he is today, allowing him to live with dignity.

It's all motherly 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.

bang bang bang.

At this time, there was another knock on the door.

"Huang Xiao, come out!" Jiang old man shouted loudly, his tone was very urgent.

"What happened?" Huang Xiao calmed down and opened the door, but was taken aback.

"Huang Xiao, you silly 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, almost dreamy.

Chu Yun seemed to know the question in his heart: "The spirit monster battleship is close to Jieyao, and there are people holding each other back, so it can't be subdued."

"Even so, if we forcibly break into the flying battleship, we can snatch some precious treasures, right?" Huang Xiao said.

"Hehehe, how can one or two treasures compare with the master's great talent?" Chu Yun cupped his hands, sighed deeply, and said sincerely, "The more people know, the more they will feel that they are Superficial. The more scenery I see, the more I feel insignificant in nature. The heights are unbearably cold, but my ambition to climb the peak has not ended. I would like to worship Mr. as a general, and implore Mr. to come out of the mountain, Give me a hand."

Huang Xiao froze on the spot, staring at Chu Yun dumbfounded. Fate once ignored him, bullied him, and ravaged him, but today, it showed a smile to him.

He did not expect this moment, the moment he had been waiting for for more than 40 years, to come so suddenly. So much so that he almost thought he was hallucinating!

The old man Jiang stomped his feet anxiously, but his face was full of tears: "Huang Xiao, why are you so stupid? Didn't you hear that Chu Shaodao wants you to be the general!"

"Ah." Huang Xiao lost his voice and was startled. He was at a loss when the situation came to an end!

He looked at Chu Yun intently, only to see Chu Yun smiling slightly with a sincere look in his eyes.

for a while! In Huang Xiao's field of vision, the other scenery turned into a white background, leaving only him and Chu Yun.

More than 40 years of persistence, now finally has the result!

Visit the thatched cottage three times, and you must meet the Lord of the Ming Dynasty! !

mother! You are in the sky, see?

Although I am old, although I am no longer young, this moment comes a little late, but it is not too late after all.

Huang Xiao's mood was so turbulent that he could hardly control himself. He took a deep breath, trembling slightly all over.

Bending slightly, he also cupped his hands, and said in as calm a tone as possible...

"The young master values ​​it so much, Huang Xiao is willing to do the work of a dog and a horse!"