Chapter 245 Diamond Angle

Hu Dacheng, from Hunan. His mother believes in Buddhism. Every time Hu Dacheng returns from his selfish school, he has to pass through the Guanyin Temple. According to his mother's instructions, he often enters the temple and kowtows to Guanyin.

On this day, Hu Dacheng went to the Guanyin Temple to make incense as usual. He saw a girl in the temple, twelve or three years old, holding a child in her hand and playing with herself. Although the girl is young, she has an outstanding appearance. That year, Hu Dacheng was 14 years old. When he saw the girl, he felt a good impression. He immediately asked her name. The girl smiled and said, "I'm the daughter of Jiao painter. My name is Lingjiao. What's the matter?" Hu Dacheng asked, "Do you have a husband's family?" The girl blushed slightly and shook her head and said, "No."

Hu Dacheng said, "I'll be your husband, okay?" The girl smiled and said, "I can't make the decision." While talking, he secretly looked at Hu, and his eyebrows were affectionate, which was quite moved. Then Hu Dacheng left, and the girl chased him all the way and said, "Cui Ercheng made friends with my father and invited him to be a matchmaker." Hu Dacheng said, "Okay." Seeing that the girl is affectionate and intelligent, I love her more and more.

When I went back, I mentioned this matter to my mother and confessed my feelings. The mother only had a son, Hu Dacheng, who was extremely spoiled. She immediately begged Cui Ercheng to talk about the matchmaker. The Jiao painter asked for a lot of bride price, and everything was about to be ruined. Fortunately, Cui Ercheng was eloquent and praised Hu very much, saying that he was handsome and innocent, and Jiao painter agreed.

Hu Dacheng had an uncle who was old and childless. He was an official in Hubei. During his tenure, his wife died. His mother sent Hu Dacheng to Hubei for a funeral. He stayed for more than a month and was preparing to return. His uncle contracted a disease and soon died. Hu Dacheng stayed in Hubei and never had a chance to go home.

At this time, the bandits occupied Hunan, and Hu Dacheng and his family lost their news and wandered to the people, alone, lonely and wandering. On this day, an old girl came to the village. She was forty-eight or nine years old. She wandered and refused to leave. She said, "In case of disaster, I can't go home and prepare to sell myself." Someone asked her how much she offered, and the old woman said, "I disdain to be a slave, and I don't want to marry someone else as my wife. Whoever wants to recognize me as my mother, I will go back with him, regardless of the price." Everyone laughed when they heard the words.

Hu Dacheng stared at it and saw that the old girl's eyebrows were kind, and her appearance was somewhat similar to her mother's. She touched her feelings and felt sad and thought, "I'm alone, and I don't even have a sewing person around me." Thinking of this, I am about to invite the old woman home, worship her as her mother, and serve her carefully. The old lady was overjoyed. She cooked and knitted shoes for Hu Dacheng every day. She worked hard and treated him as if he were a son.

On this day, the old woman said to Hu Dacheng, "It's so peaceful here that the old lady is no longer worried about being bullied. But the son has grown up, and it's time to get married and have children. In two or three days, I will find a daughter-in-law for you. Hu Dacheng cried, "The child has a wife, but it is blocked from the north to the south, and it is difficult to meet." The old woman said, "In the time of chaos, the personnel changes and repeats in an instant. How can you treat your wife?"

Hu Dacheng said, "Whether the alliance is inviolable, who will marry my daughter to me if I am a wandering prodigal son like me?" The old woman didn't answer. She tidied up the new house and quilt pillowcases one by one. She didn't know where she got it from. At dusk that day, the old man said to Hu Dacheng, "Light the lamp and sit for a moment. Don't sleep. I'll go and have a look. I don't know if my new daughter-in-law has arrived? Go out and go.

In a blink of an eye, the old woman didn't come back for a long time. Hu Dacheng was suspicious. Suddenly, he heard a noise outside the door. When he went out to check, he saw a woman sitting in the courtyard, unkempt, sobbing. Hu Dacheng was shocked and asked, "Who is it?" The woman was silent for a long time and said, "Mr. Zhou, if you forcibly marry the slave family, I won't agree, and I will die."

Hu Dacheng was shocked and thought, " Mr. Zhou, who is that?" I'm confused and have no clue. The woman said, "Mr. Zhou, I have made an alliance with Hu Dacheng, and he will not marry in this life. At present, Mr. Hu went to Hubei, and the message was cut off. My parents forced me to marry you. I can't move my body and my ambition. Hu Dacheng cried when he heard the words and said, "I'm Hu Dacheng. Are you a diamond?" The woman burst into tears and didn't believe it.

Hu Dacheng asked her to enter the room and took a closer look under the light. Sure enough, it was the reunion of the old friend. Ling Jiao burst into tears and smiled and hesitated, "This is not a dream, is it?" Hu Dacheng hugged her in his arms and smiled, "Of course it's not a dream." The two said goodbye to each other. It turned out that the bandits and bandits were in chaos. Hundreds of miles of land in Hunan were deserted, and Jiao painters fled to Changsha. In the turbulent year, life was poor, and the painter was forced to make a living. He married his daughter to Zhou Shusheng and accepted a betrothal gift. Lingjiao naturally did not follow. Her parents forcibly pushed her into the car. Halfway, the road was bumpy, and Lingjiao fell to the ground. Just at this time, four people came face to face, carrying a soft sedan chair and said, "We are the Zhou family's team. Please get on the sedan chair." He can't help but hold the diamond horn into the sedan chair, walk like flying, and come to the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Hu Dacheng asked, "Did you see my mother when you came to the courtyard?"

Ling Jiao said, "I only saw an old lady. She said to me, 'This is your husband's house. Go in quickly and don't cry. Your mother-in-law will come soon. After saying this, he left immediately. This old lady, I don't know if it's your adopter-mother?"

Hu Dacheng nodded and said, "That's her." He thought to himself, "The previous four sedan chairs were naturally ordered by my adoptIVE mother to welcome their relatives. But how did she know Ling Jiao? When the Jiao family marries a daughter, only she knows the route. How does her adopty mother know to go to the roadside to intercept? Moreover, Changsha is no less than hundreds of miles away from here. How can four sedan chair men arrive in Hubei in an instant? In this way, my godmother is not a mortal, but a fairy? Thinking of this, I suddenly realized that I immediately knelt down with Lingjiao to burn incense, thanking the old girl, and prayed devoutly, hoping to get together with my mother and have a family reunion.

But he said that in the chaos of bandits, his mother and her fellow countrymen hid in the mountain stream. This night, there was a rumor that the bandits were about to search the mountains, and their mother was afraid and fled in panic. While running, a boy came towards him, holding a white horse in his hand and said, "Old lady, I'm ordered to pick you up. Please get on the horse."

The mother had no time to ask more questions. With the help of the child, she stepped on the horse. The white horse ran like the wind. In an instant, it came to Dongting Lake. The white horse flew over, stepping on the water and galloped under its feet. Suddenly, the white horse continued to run wildly, breathing to a village. The boy pointed to a house and said, "You can live here."

My mother was about to say thank you. She turned her head and saw that the white horse had turned into a golden lion roar, and his back was more than ten feet high. The boy stepped on the golden hair and drifted away. The mother reached out and knocked on the door. The owner came out to find out and asked, "Who is it?" The voice is familiar, and it is very kind to listen to the ears. The mother looked up and saw that the master was none other than his son Hu Dacheng.

When the mother and son met, they hugged and cried, and Lingjiao was also shocked. The family was reunited and couldn't help but be happy.

The mother and son doubted that the old man was the master of Guanyin. It was only because Hu Dacheng often went to Guanyin Temple to make incense, so he moved the gods. This is what people often say, good deeds are rewarded.

Since then, a family of three has settled in Hubei, ploughing and building houses, which is very happy.