"It's 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 and radiates a magnificent light. Hongqiao is in the process of transforming from cyan to blue. With the sunlight, the sky is gorgeously turned into a cold hue, with a bit of a bleak feeling.

But the battle in the sky is in full swing.

People surrounded the flying battleship in an unprecedented offensive frenzy. This kind of scene, even Huang Xiao, who has lived on Rainbow Island for more than 60 years, is the first time he has seen it.

"When Chongbao is born, will anyone come to me?" he couldn't help but have this question in his heart. But throughout, his gaze was unwavering, "No matter if anyone comes here or not, I won't give up." ”

He opened the door of the inner room, took out the tattered teapot, made tea quietly, and sat quietly in front of 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 been.

Three visits to the thatched house, he must be visited three times by the Ming lord before he will appear.

This is his principle, and he has spent more than 40 years adhering to it. 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 is astringent. Huang Xiao has been drinking this kind of tea for more than 40 years. I drank too much, but I couldn't get used to drinking good tea.

Life is like tea, and tea is like life.

Huang Xiao's life seems to be this tea. It is not good-looking, and even ugly.

He is not a genius, he was born in a difficult birth, like a little monkey cub who fell into the water. He inevitably had low self-esteem, and if it weren't for his mother, his life would have been a different situation.

He still remembers that when he was six years old, he stumbled home with tears in his eyes, crying and shouting: "Mother, why do they all say I'm ugly, they all say I'm stupid? Am I really so ugly and stupid? Everyone else bullied me and didn't let me play." ”

"How can Xiao'er be ugly and stupid?" his mother took him into her arms and comforted him gently, "My family's filial piety is smart and cute, and outsiders don't understand." ”

"Is that really the case?" Huang Xiao wept as he looked up at his mother.

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

"Zhuge Ming?" Huang Xiao raised his head, as if he understood or not. 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." ”

Mother smiled: "It's not easy to become a person like Zhuge Ming." Do you know Xiao'er? Before Zhuge Ming came out, how many military books did he read and how many classics did he read?"

Na Xiao'er asked understandingly.

Mother rubbed Huang Xiao's head and said softly: "This is what makes my filial piety special." Practice 100 times, what's so bad? Come on, write with my mother. ”

She grabbed a bamboo pole and wrote on the sand. Xiao Huang Xiao followed her, also holding a small wooden stick, and did the same.

When I was ten years old...... "Mother, I have a lot of soldiers' handwriting, I read the back and forgot the front, and I can't memorize it at all." It's too hard!" Xiao Huang Xiao pouted, quite frustrated.

"Don't be afraid of difficulties, Hyo'er. Mother and you carry it together. ”

Eleven-year-old ......, "Mother, am I really a person like Zhuge Ming? Why does everyone dislike me and call me ugly?"

"Xiao'er, don't care what others think of you. The key is how you see yourself. In my mother's heart, Zhuge Ming is not as cute and good-looking as you. ”

Thirteen-year-old ...... "Mother, you lie to me! You lie to me! They can control the monsters, but I can't." The other adults all said that I had low qualifications and had no chance of becoming a demon master!!Why did you lie to me so much?!" Huang Xiao cried, in great pain. Finally, 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 his eyes went dark and he fainted on the ground.

"Mrs. Huang, why are you doing this? Over the years, you have saved money for Huang Xiao's child, sold jewelry, and bought books. I was sick, but I didn't have the money to buy medicine, so I dragged it down. If I hadn't passed by the door today......" Jiang Laohan looked at Huang Xiao's mother, who was bedridden, shook his head and sighed.

"Doctor Jiang, I have long known that this disease 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 Xiao'er is so low is because of my terminal illness that 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, the returning Huang Xiao stood in place. Then he slowly turned around and walked out dejectedly.

He cried profusely in the wilderness. The first thing I said when I came back in the evening was: "Mother, I won't let you down, I want to be a person like Zhuge Ming!"

At the age of fifteen...... Huang Xiao knelt beside the bed, held his mother's hand tightly, and cried: "Mother, mother, don't go, what should I do if you leave?"

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

"Mother! You can't go! I've worked hard all these years, just to become a person like Zhuge Ming! You're gone, I can't see it, I will become a prime minister and a general in the future, what's the point?" Huang Xiao shouted, tears blurred.

"Xiao'er, my mother won't leave. Mother's soul will turn into a star in the sky, and will silently watch you. Watching you be like Zhuge Ming, you meet the appreciation of the Ming Lord, become the prime minister, and become a general. You have to remember that everyone's birth is different and it doesn't matter. What matters is what kind of person you want to be. Xiao'er, my mother will watch you from 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 residual leaves were flying.

He raised one palm, burst into tears, and shouted loudly: "Mother! Xiao'er swears that he will definitely become a person like Zhuge Ming, and there will be a Ming lord who will come to recruit me." I will become the number one general in the world, and my name will be well-known in the sky! I swear that I will definitely !!"

...... "Hmph, what is it, actually comparing yourself to Zhuge Ming?"

"Hahaha, I've seen a lot of arrogant people. Seeing this Huang Xiao today, I was amazed. ”

...... "Why do you have to look at the thatched house three times? What a prerogacy it is, Lao Tzu will not look at his thatched house three times!"

"What bullshit, with onions in your nostrils, you really think you're an elephant. ”

Seventeen, twenty-seven, thirty-seven...... All kinds of people stopped and stopped, and the courtyard gate of the thatched house also opened and closed.

Huang Xiao sipped tea, sat at the same coffee table, listened to gossip and cynicism, from teenager, to youth, and then to middle-aged.

Forty-seven, fifty-seven, sixty-one...... There are fewer and fewer people who come to visit his thatched house. In the end, there wasn't even one. A new generation replaces the old, familiar old people are recruited, or go out of the island to seek a living. And he is still here, a laughing stock in the mouths of young people. When talking about him, the corners of his mouth are often upturned, and he is full of disdainful snees.

The past is like smoke, like the heat of tea in a cup, fluttering and curling.

Bang bang bang.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

"Huang Xiao, I'm your Uncle Jiang, can I come in?" came the voice of Jiang Laohan outside the door.

"Uncle Jiang, please come in and have tea. Huang Xiao pushed open the door and welcomed Jiang Laohan into the inner room. He has great respect for this old man Jiang who once gave him a lot of funding.

"The purpose of the old man's coming, you must have guessed it. Yes, I'm here to persuade you. Jiang Laohan sat down, took a sip of hot tea, and said earnestly, "The master of Chu Shaodao is young, but he is the first person in the younger generation. Brave and good at fighting, with a big mind. It is the master who is rare to see in a hundred years! The old man knows your rules, and he looks at the thatched house. But if you look at the sky, heavy treasures are born, and the heroes are competing with each other. It is understandable that the master of Chu Shao Island will not come. Huang Xiao, the old man grew up watching you. It's a pity to miss the Lord of Chu Shao Island. ”

"Uncle Jiang, what you said is true. Huang Xiao smiled and nodded again and again. Jiang Laohan drank most of his tea, and he immediately added tea to him.

Jiang Laohan was angry, and slammed the cup on the coffee table, and the tea splashed. Heartache said: "You, as soon as I persuade you, you nod yes yes." In fact, it is all regarded as the wind in the ears, I say mine, you do yours. ”

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

"Alas, insist. You've been doing it for more than 40 years, and now you're 61 years old. How many years does a person's life have? I knew that was the result. It's a pity for you!" Jiang Laohan stood up and left angrily.

Huang Xiao looked at the back of Jiang Laohan leaving, listened to the sound of the courtyard door being slammed shut, and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

He has a special channel that can penetrate the fog and absorb information from the outside world. Ever since Chu Yun sacrificed himself to save his father-in-law, he had noticed Chu Yun. Chu Yun's meteor-like rise, brilliant achievements, etc., Huang Xiao knows it more clearly. Chu Yun visited the door for two consecutive days, Corporal Lixian, how could Huang Xiao not know?

There is no doubt that Chu Yun has reached the standard of the Ming Lord in Huang Xiao's heart.

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

He swore an oath, an oath to his mother's tombstone. Visiting the thatched house three times is an agreement, but also a kind of persistence.

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

Because of this, he persevered for more than 40 years, and he never bowed to fate!

He knew the value of the Flying Battleship better than Jiang Laohan. A spirit demon warship is already worthy of the national island forces. Not to mention the flying battleship, this kind of military refining technology can create a country.

Give up such a good opportunity to compete for it, and choose yourself as a laughing stock, nested in the middle, and with a quirky temper?

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

"More than 40 years have passed in a hurry. How many more years will I have to wait?" he asked himself, but he couldn't get an answer. Fate is always mysterious, and its power makes people feel extremely small and frightened. 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 poor starting point, but great maternal love can resist the power of fate. He can get out of his inferiority complex and come to this point, so that he can live with dignity.

It's all mother's love.

He can't break his original oath and can't give up his principles. Otherwise, it's death.

There are those who are dead, but they are still alive. Some people, even if they are alive, are already dead.

Bang bang bang.

At that moment, there was another knock on the door.

"Huang Xiao, come out quickly!" Jiang Laohan shouted loudly, his tone was very hurried.

"What's wrong?" Huang Xiao collected his feelings and opened the door, but he was stunned.

"Huang Xiao, you stupid boy! The Lord of Chu Shao Island has come to see you!" Jiang Laohan shouted happily.

"You ......" Huang Xiao looked at Chu Yun in front of him, his expression was stunned, and he felt a dream.

Chu Yun seemed to know the question in his heart: "The cultivation of the Spirit Demon Battleship is close to the Demon Tribulation, and there are people who hinder each other, so it can't be subdued." ”

"Even so, if you forcibly break into the flying battleship, you can still grab some precious treasures, right?" Huang Xiaodao.

"Hehehe, one or two treasures, how can they be compared to Mr.'s great talent?" Chu Yun arched his hand, sighed deeply, and said with a sincere expression, "The more people know, the more superficial they will feel." The more scenery you see, the more you feel small in nature. It's cold at the heights, but my ambition to climb the peak hasn't ended. I want to worship Mr. as a general, and I implore Mr. to go out of the mountain and help 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, it smiled at him.

He didn't 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 having auditory hallucinations!

The old man Jiang on the side was so anxious that he stomped his feet, but his face was already full of tears: "Huang Xiao, why are you stupid? Don't you hear, Chu Shaodao mainly worships you as a general!"

"Ahh Huang Xiao was shocked, when it came to the end, it made him a little at a loss!

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

For a while, in Huang Xiao's field of vision, the other scenes turned into a white background, leaving only him and Chu Yun.

After more than 40 years of perseverance, now it finally has come to fruition!

Look at the thatched house three times, and meet the master!!

Mother, are you in heaven, do you see?

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

Huang Xiao's mood was so agitated that he could hardly help himself. He took a deep breath and trembled slightly.

Bending slightly, he also arched his hand, and said in the calmest tone possible-"The young master values it so much, Huang Xiao is willing to serve the dogs and horses!"

(To be continued)