Han Yong rubbed his face, regained his expression, and hurriedly walked outside the house, but saw an old man standing under the poplar tree, with his mouth half open, looking inside left and right with a puzzled face. Han Yong recognized it at a glance, this person was his family's old neighbor, like most people in the village, also surnamed Chai, his name was Chai Dong, the third in the family, Han Yong called him the third uncle since he was a child.

The third uncle couldn't recognize Han Yong at all, he tried his best to straighten his rickety waist, kept looking up and down, and wondered: "Who are you, how can you go to someone's house in a good manner?" ”

Han Yong didn't say anything first, and stepped forward and said, "Uncle, I'm here to find relatives, and the owner of this family ......."

Before he finished speaking, the third uncle shook his head and said, "Looking for relatives." Who are you in this Han family? I haven't heard from you in years. This Han family has long been scattered. The man went to the army many years ago and never came back, and later heard that he had died in battle. Poor woman's family! A person pulls a doll alone, trying his best to make a living, his face is yellow and thin, and he will be sick in a few years. The remaining doll hasn't grown yet, and he ran away from the village, and he hasn't seen it again. Alas! The good people are scattered like this, pitiful. Who are you in his family, and you are still looking for relatives, and the master is long gone! ”

This third uncle's family used to be very good to Han Yong. Han Yong was naughty with him when he was young, and he never got angry, and often touched his head with a smile. His wife sometimes took the initiative to ask Han Yong to come to his house for dinner, and his two sons, returning from hunting, occasionally sent some game to help his mother and daughter live a difficult life.

At that moment, Han Yong couldn't hold back any longer, stepped forward, held Sanbo's hand tightly, and said emotionally: "Sanbo! Take a closer look at yourself, which one am I? ”

Hearing him say this, the third uncle immediately raised his eyes in surprise and stared at it. After a long while, his cloudy eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Huh...... You! Aren't you, aren't you the kid of the Han family, Han Wa'er? ”

When Han Yong was a child, he was more introverted, except for a few families such as Sanbo, who was very familiar with him, and when he saw people, he was timid and often didn't say a word. So the big guys called him Hanwaer, and over time, no one even remembered his original name, anyway, he knew that he was called Hanwaer.

Extremely rare, Han Yong laughed, tightly held the third uncle's arm, and said loudly: "It's me!" Three uncles! I'm a baby! I'm back! ”

At first glance, the old neighbor who had not heard from him for many years, this son and nephew who had grown up since childhood, actually appeared alive in front of him, the third uncle almost couldn't believe his eyes, and probed a few words of old things, and it was indeed true, and he immediately became excited, pulled Han Yong and said a lot, asking questions and talking non-stop. In order to keep a low profile and not show his whereabouts for the time being, Han Yong told him that he was now a merchant who ran around inside and outside the plug, and the latter two were his hired men. Seeing that the two guards were tall and sturdy offspring, the third uncle believed it very much, and the two guards did not dare to slack off, so they hurriedly stepped forward to greet the third uncle.

After a long absence, the third uncle was very excited, pulled Han Yong and the three of them, and went to his house for lunch no matter what. Han Yonggang excused himself for two sentences, but was slapped on the brain by the third uncle, and said dissatisfiedly, "You kid still dare to come to me with such a vain brain? His big and rough old hand slapped Han Yong's head together, and Han Yong seemed to be very useful with a smile. The two guards stared at each other with wide eyes, and could only swallow and salivate, not daring to say a word.

So they went back to the third uncle's house together. At home, his wife was at home, and when he saw that Sanbo rushed to bring three strangers back, he was very surprised, and after listening to Sanbo's happy introduction, his wife hurriedly pulled Han Yong to the front, carefully identified, and slapped her face excitedly, the old woman was sentimental, and pulled Han Yong to say a few words, and her eyes were red, which made Han Yong's heart fluctuate, and she hurriedly held back and comforted her.

My wife made a fire to cook, steamed and boiled the preserved wild things, and made two large bowls to accompany the dishes. With a large gray porcelain bowl of millet rice, yellow-green bamboo chopsticks, and a small thick wooden table, Han Yong instantly felt as if he had returned to his original childhood. He sighed and missed, but this meal was extremely sweet. Although the third uncle's family is not rich, it can be seen that he is sincerely entertaining him, so he must not be polite, although he is open to eat.

After eating, Han Yong motioned to the guards, took out two ingots of silver, and put them in the hands of the third uncle. He also asked to go up the mountain to see his mother. So the third uncle took some tools with him, and he was to go with him. At that time, Han Yongshi was weak, so he buried his mother on the nameless mountain next to the village, hastily put it into the soil, and even the tombstone was not formal, but a ready-made bluestone slab was engraved with the right to write and replaced.

After a while, he arrived at his mother's grave. The bluestone tombstone, deeply sunken in the soil, only exposed a small half of the outside, after years of wind and sun, has long been blurred handwriting is illegible, the stele body has become gray and black, and mottled cracks have grown. The slightly rectangular mound of earth was overgrown with thorns and weeds, and all kinds of unknown vegetation of various sizes, hanging long and short branches and leaves, were blown by the wind, and they all let out a low sigh in unison, and they became more and more barren and deserted.

Han Yong fell to his knees weakly, knocked his head nine times, and when he got up again, he was already in tears. The mother's voice and smile came to mind again, just like life. In the past, the sins and sufferings I had suffered, and the warm embrace of my mother, which could no longer be recovered, were like barbs in my heart, piercing people to the point of pain, like an old wound that bleeds out again.

Han Yong touched the scene, couldn't help himself, and cried sadly. Only at this time can he unload the various high-ranking and prominent identities such as the deep and majestic Han Junhou, the lord of Hanzhou who is in charge of one side, and the invincible General Han, and turn back into a child who just wants to be deeply involved in his mother's arms again.

Now he has a high position and has become a Xuanhe existence that is looked up to by countless people. But the person he most wanted to share with was long gone. For example, the night walk in brocade clothes is meaningless, so that people not only can't get excited, but sigh and sigh more and more.

"Mother, the child has come back to see you. The child is now a national general, the shepherd of the state, the child broke out, and did not disappoint you! Whining...... My mother has endured all the hardships for me, and now the child has come out, but I can no longer let my mother enjoy a good day! Mother! Where are you, the child misses you so much, mother! Woohoo......"

Han Yong's hands kept holding the loess of the grave, clutching it tightly, as if holding his mother's hand. He poured out his heart to the wordless bluestone stele, tears and grief, almost crying the tears of many years before. The third uncle watched from afar, although he was used to seeing life and death, he also shook his head, sighing and speechless. The two guards next to him saw that it was not a problem, and they were afraid that he would lose control, so they hurriedly approached and persuaded each other hard before they put Han Yong aside, and they were reluctant to persuade him. The third uncle came over and sat down next to him, only to persuade him with good words, and the two guards silently stepped forward to carefully clean up the weeds and weeds in front of the grave, and added a few new soils.

After thinking for a while, Han Yong stabilized his mood and said a few goodbye words to his mother, and several people came down the mountain. Returning to the third uncle, the eldest lady of the Chai family had already cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and when she saw that Han Yong's tears had not dried, she came over next to him and worked with him with the third uncle. The two guards went to the corner and sat quietly.

"Hanwa'er, don't be too sad, you want to open some. Your mother has also been gone for many years, and finally she won't be affected anymore, but it's not easy for you to run a merchant now, and the merchant is also bitter. Outside the Selise, they went back and forth, eating and sleeping in the open, just to make a small profit to make a living. Children, begging for a living outside, pay more attention! ”

The third uncle stretched out his big hand and patted his legs. The eldest lady looked kind and asked, "Han Wa'er, you left the village at a young age, and there has been no news since then." If I remember correctly, you'll be thirty too. Have you married? Look at your complexion, it's not very good, no matter how bitter you are on weekdays, you can't always be hungry. Where do you live all day? Come back and see if you're okay in the future, we're also your home! ”

Seeing that the third uncle and the eldest aunt, who were born in the prime of life in the past, have become old men who are over the age of sixteen and are now old, but they are good to him, even if they haven't seen him for 20 years, they are still as good as they were at the beginning. Han Yong nodded heavily, very moved, enjoying this warm care, his always cold heart was melted all of a sudden.

"Uncle San, how is life at home now? The big and small officials in the government, does anyone exploit the people? Is there a place to harass the nearby garrison? ”

After chatting for a while, Han Yong continued to talk about homely words and inquired quietly. The two guards in the corner also quietly pricked up their ears to listen.

"Anyway, I can't starve to death. Last year, my family was allocated five acres of land, and my old couple couldn't do it, so I handed it over to Dazhu to take care of it. Erzhu sells wild things to a restaurant in the city, and the remuneration is acceptable, and he also comes back from time to time to bring some grain and rice materials, so my old couple finally starved to death. ”

The third uncle couldn't help but introduce the recent situation of his two sons, and then said, "You don't know now? Let's establish a state and county in Xiahetao a long time ago! It is under the jurisdiction of Grandpa Gao of Qinzhou. The government not only allocated farm tools and lent seeds, but occasionally people came down to inspect and give guidance, and some of the herdsmen also received cattle and sheep and cubs. If this had been left in the past, it would have been unthinkable. No, the big guys all praise Grandpa Gao as the blue sky above our heads. By the way, the lord of this state, didn't he just beat the Huns and Xianbei away, and he is also an extremely powerful character, and it is said that he is a first-class figure under Grandpa Gao. Eh, his surname is Han, and he is still from your own family! ”