Zhang Fude is a well-known good man, familiar with his neighbors all call him Fu Gong, every famine year Fu Gong will set up a porridge shed to give alms to the poor people who want food, the family also often supports the helpless and widowed old man, Ji Tian has long admired the old man Zhang Fu to the ground, far away he saw Fu Gong staggering over, not caring about the firewood on his back, hurriedly stepped forward, both hands to support Fu Gong, has been Fu Gong escorted to the door of the door.

Along the way, Duke Fu didn't speak, and Ji Tian didn't dare to speak, but when he was about to arrive at his door, Duke Fu said to himself; "In a month, I'll see you in the back hall."

Ji Tian didn't care at first, but when Fu Gong entered the house, he turned around and walked back, came to the house, cooked for his mother, washed his mother's feet, and helped his mother to bed.

It was almost autumn, the blue sky was like a wash, a round of crescent moons, hanging high in the sky, the stars were shining, shining, crickets under the window, clicking, clicking, fluttering wings and chirping, Ji Tian could not tell the essence of Fu Gong's speech, so he had to put it down, he held a book of Analects in his hand, and happened to read the chapter of filial piety, the house was dim, and there was no money to buy lamp oil at home, so he had to walk to the courtyard, and chanted in the moonlight; "Zi said; The disciple is filial piety, and the disciple is filial piety, and when he goes out••••••, he has a son who says: he is also a filial brother, and he who is good at offending the upper is rare. It is not easy to commit crimes, and those who are good at making trouble are not there. A gentleman is a gentleman, and he is born on the ground. Filial piety is also the foundation of benevolence!"

Reading this, Ji Tianmao suddenly opened up, and he had an epiphany, filial piety to his parents, respect his brother, but there are very few people who like to commit crimes. I don't like to make mistakes, but I like to make trouble, that's not the case. A gentleman devotes himself to fundamental affairs, and when the foundation is established, the principle of governing the country and being a man is there. Filial piety to parents and respect for elder brothers, this is the foundation of being a human being!

Ji Tian comprehended the way of being a man from filial piety, and from the way of being a man, he realized that the old man of Fude Gong seemed to talk to himself, but in fact what he said to him, it turned out to be to tell him that when he was a child a month later, he would meet in the back hall of his home.

Time flies, thirty days pass in the blink of an eye, this day and night, Ji Tian bathed and changed clothes, Yu Zishi arrived at the back hall of Fu Gong's house, entered the inside, he couldn't help but be stunned, this back hall * solemn, faintly the sound of the Buddha's name, the descendants of Fu Gong, all kneeling on the ground, Ji Tian saw this, did not dare to step forward, quietly knelt down behind the white curtain, and waited until the descendants of Fu Gong came out, he stepped forward, at this time, he stared carefully, but saw Fu Gong sitting on the bed, his facial expression was as usual, his eyes were half open and half closed, and his eyebrows were kind, Place your palms facing the sky and rest on your knees.

Seeing this, Ji Tian knelt forward, kowtowed to the ground, did not dare to look up, and when he raised his head after kowtowing, he saw a piece of white paper and pen and ink placed in front of him, and white paper, pen and ink were placed together with a gold and a silver ingot, Ji Tian did not look at gold and silver, but looked at the white paper and pen and ink for a long time, and thought for a while, and couldn't help but say, what is the intention of Fu Gong, he put pen and ink and white paper in front of me Do you want me to write an article to test me, or do you want me to write an article to test me!

Ji Tian thought in his heart, but his hand involuntarily picked up the brush, which was thickly dipped in ink, and then he drew the image of Fu Gong on the white paper.

Ji Tian looked at the image in front of him, couldn't put it down, didn't think about it, and put it into his arms, and then he gave Fu Gong three times, and said; "Fu Gong, the younger generation is not talented, you should take your old man as an example for the rest of your life, and be filial to the Tao."

After saying this, Ji Tian paused for a moment and then continued; "The younger generation has just read the filial piety of the Confucian saint, and I really feel it in my heart, and I hope that the Fu Gong will forgive me, and the younger generation will take away the portrait of your old man and return home to worship for life, in order to comfort the admiration of the younger generation."

After speaking, Ji Tian kowtowed to Fu Gong again, then stood up and left the back hall with a retreat.

Ji Tian returned home, framed the portrait of Fu Gong overnight, and enshrined him on his desk. Since then, Ji Tian has been more diligent in studying, and in the second year, the imperial court issued an edict to recommend virtuous people all over the world to open the Confucian Enke exam, Ji Tian left enough dry food for his mother, and after reporting to his mother, he came to the state capital to take the exam and won the championship in one fell swoop.

When the imperial court recruited Ji Tian to go to the court to be an official, Ji Tian had to resign because his mother had no one to support, and he had to resign from the old family and support his mother at home.

It's a pity that Ji Tian has been repeatedly frustrated in marriage, when he was young, the girls disliked him for being poor, and there was a mother to support, for him, they were all avoided, the girl of that family dared to marry him to suffer and suffer, and when he went to the county to give lectures, the life of the two mothers was better, but at that time, he had already thrown down thirty and ran to forty, and wanted to find a young girl from a good family, people were not happy, and found a woman of his age to live, generally widows, and he didn't do it, Although his mother asked people everywhere to protect her son, she was rejected by Ji Tian with various excuses, and dragged it back and forth like this, until his old mother died of illness when she was ninety years old, and Ji Tiancai completely became a loner.

After his mother's death, he resigned from his position as a professor of library studies and asked someone to build a thatched house on the edge of his mother's cemetery, and he wanted to keep filial piety for his mother for three years in this thatched house.

On this day, the thatched house was completed, in order to thank the villagers who helped, he set up two tables of vegetarian banquets in the evening, and it was almost midnight after the neighbors who helped to eat, Ji Tian slept on the couch in the newly built thatched house, and in the middle of the night, he got up and went to the toilet outside, and when he came back, he saw a small turtle crawling on his bed, Ji Tian first looked at the turtle on the bed, and then picked it up with his hand, and said to himself; "Why did you run to my bed and sleep?"

The little turtle stretched out his neck and looked up at the outside, Ji Tianzheng felt strange, but there was a simple voice outside; "You built the house on top of my house, what do you want me to do?"

When Ji Tian heard this, he was surprised, and immediately walked out of the house, looking for the person who spoke, and when he walked out of the house, there was a figure there, it was dark outside, and there was a noise of insects and frogs nearby, and there was nothing else, Ji Tian returned to the house, and saw that the little turtle was still lying in the middle of his bed, and he didn't move, Ji Tian walked to the bed, and had to ask the little turtle; "Who was that?"

The little turtle lay on the bed and ignored him, as if he had fallen asleep, Ji Tian thought about it, and said to himself; "Forget it, maybe I accidentally bumped into something when I built a house, since someone just said that I built the house on the roof of someone else's house, it may be the little turtle on the bed, maybe the person who built the house didn't pay attention and built the turtle's nest inside."

Ji Tian thought about it, and then looked at the little turtle lying on the bed and didn't move, only to find that this little turtle had dark green patterns on its shell, which looked very good, so he said to himself; "You are so small, how much space can you occupy, you can sleep in my bed."

After speaking, Ji Tian went to bed and fell asleep, and when he got up after dawn, he first turned sideways and went to the edge of the bed before going to the ground, he was afraid that he would not pay attention when he got up and press the little turtle. Unexpectedly, when he went down to the ground and looked at the bed again, there was still the shadow of a little turtle there.

The turtle was gone, Ji Tian didn't think much about it, he went to the outhouse, boiled a pot of porridge, and fried a plate of oil and wheat vegetables, and when he brought the porridge and oil and wheat vegetables to the table in the house, picked up the rice bowl and filled himself with a bowl of porridge, and then picked up the chopsticks, and when he was about to eat, there was a sound of kicking and kicking footsteps outside the door, and then there was a simple sound that appeared last night; "This person is so stingy, he has slept with me, but he doesn't greet me when he eats, he is really angry with me."

Ji Tian got up and went outside the house, there was no one, and when he returned to the house, he saw the little turtle who slept on the same bed with him last night, squatting in front of the rice bowl he had just served, stretching out his long neck, opening his small mouth, and constantly drinking the white rice porridge in the bowl, seeing this scene, Ji Tian was completely stunned, he didn't dare to step forward for a long time, however, the little turtle was leisurely drinking which bowl of white rice porridge, in the blink of an eye, a bowl of porridge was gone, the little turtle turned his head to look at Ji Tian, Ji Tian secretly thought, It turned out that you knew that I was behind you, and then you thought, you ordered a little thing and ate a bowl of white rice porridge, it should be about the same, he just stood there and didn't move, but then wanted to see how the little turtle reacted.

Thinking about it, the little turtle turned his head, stared at Ji Tian with his eyes, and then stretched out his front paws and tossed the rice bowl. "It's really not going to happen, I'm so stingy, I'm distressed after eating your bowl of porridge, go quickly, serve me another bowl, it's really, dumbfounded, what does it look like."

Ji Tian was at a loss, he wanted to step forward but was a little afraid to step forward, and he was afraid that the voice would provoke him, and when he was in danger, the honest voice sounded again; "Go ahead, you won't move until I overturn the dining table!"

Ji Tian stepped forward, picked up the rice bowl, went outside and filled a bowl of porridge, returned to the house, and carefully put it on the dining table, he just put down the rice bowl, the little turtle stretched out its neck, opened its mouth, sighed, a bowl of rice porridge suddenly entered the mouth of the little turtle, Ji Tian peeked, and was surprised to find that the little turtle's mouth seemed to be very small, and when it drank the porridge, the mouth was very large, and it seemed to be able to swallow the whole bowl into the mouth.

The bowl of porridge was gone, the rice bowl moved a few times, Ji Tian seemed to understand a little, he had to reach out and pick up the rice bowl again, and went to the outhouse to serve the porridge, and when he came back, he was just about to put the rice bowl on the table, when he heard the honest voice appear again; "If you really don't come to work, won't you feed me with a bowl of rice, really, when your wife was alive, how did you serve?"

After Ji Tian listened, he had to silently hold the rice bowl and send it to the little turtle's mouth, the little turtle stretched out his head, opened his mouth, and drank a bowl of porridge into it, this time Ji Tianxue was obedient, the porridge was just drunk by the little turtle, he immediately went to the outhouse to serve the porridge, so six round-trips, a pot of white rice porridge was drunk clean by the little turtle, at this time, Ji Tian stood in front of the table, secretly thinking, a pot of porridge has let you drink it up, I think what do you do?

As soon as Ji Tian's thoughts emerged, the little turtle on the table turned around and climbed down the dining table, before Ji Tian could understand what was going on, the little turtle had already reached the ground, and a simple voice came from the ground; "Alas, forget it, I'm not full, let's just do it, remember to use a big pot when cooking tomorrow."