Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.74 Zhuge Xiaorong
Eryin is surrounded by the famous Centenarian Village, where there are many centenarians. People pray to each other every year, which is quite a scene.
Like the Zhang Family Courtyard, the hall also faces south with three entrances and exits. The eaves are exquisitely carved and painted with a little dark purple. This paint is also made by old craftsmanship. The point is that it seems to be tasteless. If fragrance is added, the wind will
When it rains, there is still a fragrance coming out.
There are various flowers and trees in the courtyard. There is a rockery with two wintersweet trees on the edge, with white and yellow flowers, standing proudly, which is quite a sight.
The snow on the edge is piled in a corner. When it melts, it will flow into the drainage ditch, then slip into the river outside, and then enter the Mirror Lake.
The plum blossoms are in bloom in every corner, which is really beautiful.
Zhang Bi followed the lead. As soon as he passed the atrium, he could see the main hall. There was an old man with long eyebrows and long beard in it, his hands were pressed on the tiger-headed nine-section staff, and he was looking outside. He already knew what happened just now.
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, should you show his face?
This is what Zhang Dezi thought in his heart.
He was wearing a big coat at the moment. The edges of the coat were made of animal hair, which was connected with white velvet. The cloth on his body had splendid patterns and bright silk threads. He thought it was made of gold and silver filigree.
I ordered a pair of cotton-padded shoes, but they were also exquisite. They were sewn and padded with wool. When worn on the feet, not to mention the air-conditioning, even a little bit of wind dust could not escape.
A clever kid nearby saw that the tea in the bowl of tea next to him was gone. He immediately changed it to a cup of tea. There were two big red dates floating in the tea. These big red dates had all had their imitation hammer stones removed.
The taste is excellent. It was harvested online from Dong'e, Shandong Province this fall. It has been well preserved. This year's output is only more than 10,000 kilograms of high-quality products. Those who know this will harvest it very early in the morning. Ordinary ones are still available.
People to enjoy?
There was another courtyard in the past, and Zhang Degong was also nervous. He didn't know what he could say when he saw Zhang Sanxian now.
Scold? Laugh? Doesn’t matter?
he does not know.
It has been decades since we said goodbye to Yangzhou City.
The younger generation back then are now old. Zhang Degong, who was already quite young back then, is even more aged now. No matter how well he maintains his health, he is still in his 100s.
Everyone stayed outside, and the long-term brothers did not follow in. Sometimes, they really didn't know how to live.
Seeing Zhang Sanxian striding through the door, everyone cheered. No one knew what the father and son would say when they met again after decades.
Zhang Mingtang and Zhang Xiaoqi followed. After entering, Zhang Sanxian and Zhang Degong, who were sitting upright, looked at each other.
Some people often say that you will know when your son grows up whether he looks like me or not.
In fact, only when people get older can they really figure out whether they are father and son, and whether they resemble each other.
Zhang Degong and Zhang Sanxian are both older, and more than just look alike, they seem to have changed their attire.
No one followed. Even the children in the room hurriedly stayed away from Grandpa. They stayed far away and hid in the entrance hall of the side hall, looking forward to here. They were wearing Confucian shirts, and the children had little red dots on their foreheads.
They are wearing gentleman's jade pendants around their waists, and there is an embroidered Chinese character on each boy's clothes. There are people around, all standing outside the porch, the aunts and ladies are standing in front of the door, and behind them is a group of people, those
Outsiders, after being frightened just now, are also watching, wanting to see the excitement. Every time they come to the Zhang family mansion, they have a feeling of going back in time and confusing time and space.
It was an adventure-like joy.
Everyone around Jinghu Lake has now heard that our third young master is back!
The old man, who had some bones chilling and wanted to huddle on the bed, got up quickly, put on his cotton clothes and trousers, and stepped on his cotton boots and rushed out. The cold wind whizzed, but it couldn't stop their footsteps. They were coming from all directions.
Thousands of people gathered together, and those of the younger generation wanted to see what the heroes their fathers said looked like.
Is it three heads and six arms, or is it a figure of two feet and two feet? Is it powerful, or is it flying in the air?
The father and son looked at each other. Zhang Mingtang and Zhang Xiaoqi felt as if they were about to lose all strength. They had never felt so uncomfortable.
Father and son and father and son are full of strange force fields intertwining, and people's souls are constantly being flogged by time and space.
Zhang Degong slowly picked up the tea bowl. Just when he was about to lift the lid and drink the tea, Zhang Sanxian suddenly spoke.
"Where's my mother-in-law?"
Ga!
The lid of the tea bowl was closed, and the tea cup was placed back on the table.
Zhang Degong looked up at him and after a long time said: "She is in her room."
Zhang Sanxian turned to Zhang Mingtang and Zhang Xiaoqi and said: "He is your grandpa and grandpa. You stay here to talk, don't be formal.
After that, he walked swaggeringly from Zhang Degong's right hand side. He was very familiar with the road to his home. He knew which room was where and who lived there. He was very familiar with it.
He remembered clearly that his eldest brother led him to hide and seek. His second brother led him to recite the Sutra of Filial Piety in this courtyard.
Zhang Sanxian walked forward, raising his head and chest as he walked. He smiled more and more as he walked. He walked very fast.
When he arrived at a house, there were pillars on both sides of the room. The windows had been replaced with glass. The curtains were drawn, and some light shone through. He looked at his image against the window glass and took his hat.
He came down and placed it gently on the railing of the corridor next to him. Then he straightened his collar and patted the uneven areas. Then he turned around and looked behind him.
He pulled the skirt of his clothes down, as if to straighten them, and then looked at his body. There seemed to be no dirty spots. He looked at it and saw that there seemed to be a little muddy water on a pair of leather shoes. He took out a tissue.
, wiped it vigorously, and after a pair of shoes were wiped clean, he walked to the door and knocked carefully on the door.
Dude, duh.
The sound is not loud, but it is heard by the people inside.
"Hongxiu, go take a look, there seems to be someone outside." An old woman's voice rang out. This voice made Zhang Sanxian smile excitedly from ear to ear.
"Who?"
Hongxiu is a middle-aged woman. She is an ordinary rural woman in Jinghu. She wears a blue and white cloth jacket and a pair of decent cotton shoes. Her husband died a few years ago. Her life has been hard in the past two years. Her son is still studying.
She didn't have the courage to remarry, so Zhang Degong asked her to help take care of his first wife's grandma at home, and gave her some hard-earned money every month. She and her son had more than enough living expenses. After one month, she could still have a surplus of 800 yuan, and her life was worry-free.
No worries.
The door latch clicked open, and the door squeaked open.
Hong Xiu looked at an old man outside, was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said: "Grandma, there is a bald old man standing outside.
She doesn't have much knowledge, but she also knows that there are not many people who can enter the Zhang family's back house. If they can come in, they must have some status.
The person inside said softly: "Since Degong asked him to come to the back and came to see me, he might be someone from my mother's family, so let him come in."
Hongxiu moved her body away, nodded and said, "Come in."
Zhang Sanxian smiled: "Thank you.
He stepped in, but there was no change in the room. The door of the room faced south, because it was the first wife, the wife. She was a serious wife, with a noble status.
The bed is against the east wall. There is a large red-painted brown bed that occupies a large space. The signs around it are all carved, most of which are peonies and herbs. A cotton gauze tent is hung outside, which is hooked with brass hooks.
The cotton gauze curtain fell.
There are several quilts on the bed, with a red phoenix bird embroidered on them, and a pair of cotton embroidered shoes placed under the bed. At the west end, there is a small cubicle, the bookcase is filled with books, and there is a desk under the window.
, above are the Four Treasures of the Study.
The only thing in the room that seemed a bit murderous was probably the sword hanging on the table on the middle wall, with the scabbard attached. I don't know what it looked like.
Zhang Sanxian turned around and faced the bed, walking with small steps, as if he was nervous and surprised when he was about to find the answer. The person on the bed moved, and Hongxiu went over to help her up.
"Who is it?" The voice was full of doubts.
This is an old woman who is also over a hundred years old. However, even though she is a hundred years old, the silver hair on her head is still there. It is coiled up long and fixed with a wooden oath. The hairstyle looks very ordinary, just to prevent hair loss.
As if spread out.
She squinted her eyes and looked at the person who had come. She looked for clues for a long time. She seemed to have seen it somewhere before, but she couldn't seem to remember where she had seen it.
Zhang Sanxian walked slowly to the bed, knelt on the ground, put his hands on the edge of the bed, slowly raised his head and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Mother! I", I'm back!"
The old woman on the bed had been wondering about it for a long time. When she heard the sound of "Mother", her whole body suddenly felt like a thunderclap sounded in her ears, awakening all her muddy memories.
"Mom! Look, I can already dance the 45-pound Daguan Dao!"
"Mom, look, this guy weighing hundreds of pounds, I can do it easily."
"Mom, take care of yourself, I'm going to kill the Japanese Japanese!"
The scene was so clear in my mind. The old woman seemed to have crawled out of the abyss and confusion, and found Zhang Sanxian's palm. She grabbed it firmly and held it tightly.
"Third brother! Xiaosan'er! My son,"
Zhang Sanxian burst into tears, while Hongxiu stood aside in astonishment: What?! This is the old lady’s third son, the third young master who ran away from home? The heroic son, the heroic son that grandma has always talked about?
"Mom," I finally see you again!"
Zhang Sanxian cried out, and tears flowed out like a fountain, "I am unfilial, my child is unfilial,"
The old woman held Zhang Sanxian in her arms, shedding tears but not speaking. She was sobbing, and her tears flowed out. At first, they were still muddy, but later, it made people feel that her eyes had become clear.
stand up.
"No! My son is the most filial. He knows how to protect the country and the people. My son is the most filial. He knows kindness, justice and kindness. My son will never be unfilial."
She actually spoke clearly and intermittently, hugged Zhang Sanxian's head in her arms, and said in a very proud and firm tone: "I, Zhuge Xiaorong, married a heroic man, and I can have an even more heroic son. I have already
I am satisfied. After many years, I have been able to hold on until now. I know that I cannot go to see the Buddha yet. I still have an unfulfilled wish. I want to see it. I must open my eyes to see my heroic son. He is
What does it look like?"
Zhang Sanxian cried like a child. As time went by, bit by bit, the smoke of gunfire and fighting in the past, and the vastness of the battlefield, all seemed simpler at this moment.
He has a good mother, her name is Zhuge Xiaorong, the first wife of the Zhang family, a woman full of wisdom and tolerance.
Zhuge Xiaorong finally waited for this day. She felt that she had lived until now and could see her son back by her side. She had no regrets.
She had doubted whether her son did not want her anymore.
She had speculated whether her son had long forgotten her as a mother.
She was afraid, afraid that her son had actually died on the battlefield."
But now, those doubts, speculations, and fears have all disappeared. What she sees is her son Zhuge Xiaorong. Even though he is old, even if he has a family full of children and grandchildren, even if, he is crying now, but this
Nothing compares to her happiness and joy.
Her mistress is back.
Her third brother came back to see her.
"Hongxiu, help me get up." Zhuge Xiaorong said while wiping his tears. Hongxiu persuaded, "Grandma, it's cold and it's not good to get up."
"I want to get up, I must get up. I want to see Xiao San'er dancing with my sword and gun. I want to see and practice my sword skills." Zhuge Xiaorong said stubbornly.
Zhang Sanxian suddenly raised his head, wiped tears from his eyes, and said firmly: "Mother, I will show you my spear dance skills!"
"Hongxiu, hurry up, hurry up, I want to see Xiao San'er's shooting skills, please obey me, hurry up, I want to get dressed, you help me up."
Zhuge Xiaorong laughed while talking. She was so happy, so joyful, filled with Wei Fu's smile.
Hong Xiu felt that the strength on her hand had become stronger. Grandma seemed to have suddenly gained infinite power. She was so full of energy.
Hongxiu gritted her teeth, helped Zhuge Xiaorong get up and put on warm cotton clothes and trousers, and then placed a wicker chair in the middle of the door, behind the threshold.
He helped her slowly sit down on the wicker chair. Zhuge Xiaorong put his feet on the threshold and covered his knees with a blanket. She smiled and looked at Zhang Sanxian who was already holding a big gun outside the door, thinking nostalgically.
Said: "In the past, I was here to watch Xiaosan'er wield swords and guns, but at that time, I was always in front, holding on to the railing, while he played with swords, guns and sticks, but I wanted to make him a good pair of swords, guns and sticks.
Shoes. In the past, my mistress was a good man and a man."
Zhang Sanxian raised the tip of the gun slightly, pointed it toward the sky, and suddenly turned to Zhuge Xiaorong and shouted: "Mother, this move is called looking at the sky with the tiger's head."