"Young Master, please use it..." Mrs. Han handed over the tea bowl. The Young Master Liu was not polite, waved his hand and snatched it and started drinking. Maybe it was because he was too tired. He still refused to leave after staying for a long time.
Young Master Liu looked at Xiao Hanjin, who was a little disgusted: "Where did this kid come in?" He walked forward in confusion and pinched Xiao Han's chin: "I don't have dogs for free in my yard."
Xiao Hanjin heard the implicit sound, and he was furious, glared at him fiercely, and shook his head strongly. He would never succumb to anyone!
Now the young master was intrigued and called a few companions to watch. When he took the mother and son to wipe the floor, he sat on a chair and kicked the wooden barrel gently. The sewage soaked in the mud instantly
It was surging like a nest, spreading like a rush.
Xiao Hanjin was stunned. He wiped the floor for a whole morning and fucked in vain. At this moment, he wanted to kill the beast in front of him, but then he thought: After all, his mother was still by his side, so he would not be able to make a fuss about anyone.
OK, let him go for a while!
Mrs. Han hurriedly knelt in front of the young master: "How are you doing, young master? Is your feet hurting?"
How could this be true? Xiao Hanjin was angry. It was obvious that he had touched the bucket on purpose, but his mother wanted to comfort him? But this kind of fire could only be burned into his heart, because they were inferior people and they belonged to others.
It took another hour for the mother and son to clean up the place. Although Xiao Hanjin was tired, he felt a little proud and proud when he saw the fruits of his labor. If his father was still here, he would definitely praise him as the world.
The best kids...
Young Master Liu and those boys were really idle, and they sat there for more than an hour, as if they were waiting for the moment when they finished their work.
It turns out that this is true. When the sewage in the rag was squeezed into the bucket for the last time, Young Master Liu raised his foot and "aimed". A "just kick" and a "dong dang", the bucket of sewage poured down again, only
It took this moment to destroy the results of the mother and son for an hour and disappear.
Xiao Hanjin suddenly felt like a fire was ignited all over his body, and hair seemed to hit Mars with crackling sounds. His nostrils were violently gushing, his face turned red to his ears, and his pupils stared at the insulter in front of him.
He rushed up! He roared and swung the empty bucket at the hateful guy. Young Master Liu was unprepared and hit the cheek in a flash.
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With a "bang!", the hateful guy fell to the ground, with blood wafting on the corners of his mouth and nostrils.
What a great power this is. Next, Xiao Hanjin attacked and beat Master Liu with a lifeless attack and beating him. He will never be humiliated!
Mrs. Han was frightened. This was the first time she saw her son so terrifying. She rushed up desperately, stopped Xiao Hanjin, who had already picked up the kitchen knife, and hugged him tightly.
The boys were frightened and hurriedly took Young Master Liu out of the house. Young Master Liu covered his blood-spraying nostrils and threatened fiercely: "Good boy, you dare to hit me! I will ask my father to treat you when I go back.
Bastard, let you kneel down for me!" Then he fled in panic.
On that day, Xiao Hanjin was dying by Mr. Liu with a horse whip and was on the verge of death. His flesh and blood were blew all over the ground, and even the servants on the side could not bear to see. But this ten-year-old child did not faint until he was dying.
He knelt down to Young Master Liu, but did not surrender.
That night, a white snow quietly came to this ancient village. The cold wind swayed the branches and blew away the snowflakes like crazy. This sad sound was like a wolf howl, a cry, and a sigh of an unjust soul.
The vast white patch of heaven and earth seemed to be pulled up around. In this world, the poor are sad, and the homeless are even sadder. This is the case with the mother and son. They were kicked out of the house by Mr. Liu and there is no more
Where to go, I had to hide in a corner and let the blizzard hit their thin body.
Mrs. Han hugged her blood-filled son and sobbed silently. How could she not know that she would never be allowed to be cured later after being injured, but what could she do? Although she was reluctant, she could only leave her fate.
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After experiencing the pain of losing a husband, no woman wants to experience the pain of losing a son again. The heart that is swaying in the wind and rain can no longer bear any blow.
"Mom..." Xiao Hanjin miraculously opened his eyes, his breathing was disordered, and his eyes seemed to be open and closed.
Mrs. Han hurriedly carried him into her arms and kissed his cheek: "Jin'er...my Jin'er..." The frozen hands tightly held their son's little hand, and they didn't want to let go for a moment.
"I don't allow you to do this again in the future. How sad my mother is..." Mrs. Han slowly slid a few drops of tears, but she never wanted to freeze on her face.
"Mom, it's obviously them first..."
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"I know," Mrs. Han burst into tears: "This is the world. Although you are right, you are still wrong. Because we are inferior people, we are born to be slaves of noble men."
Xiao Hanjin asked, "So, is there anyone in this world who can stipulate that we are not inferior people?"
"Only the emperor has such rights, so that we are no longer inferior people."
The child snuggled in his mother's arms and said in a hoarse voice:
"Mom, when Jin'er grows up, he will become an emperor. In this way, no one will dare to bully us..."
Mrs. Han hugged him tighter and said whimperingly: "Jin'er, we are inferior people, never think about resisting... never..."
The snow was very heavy that night, and the wind was blowing very cold. The thin-dressed Mrs. Han could no longer withstand the erosion of the wind and snow. She quietly left the world, but her body was still holding her son tightly.
.She gave him the last trace of warmth in her life.
Han Jin will never forget that the moment he dragged his body covered with scars and climbed out of the snow, the doctor who collected medicine in the city saved him and learned medical skills for several years. Then he followed the warlord Chao Yi,
Learning etiquette and military tactics, the feathered wings gradually flew with his colleague Wang Li. His brother Han Songyang launched a mutiny to seize the throne, and he climbed to his current position step by step like an iceberg. He defeated Li Huan in a battle of mountains and rivers, making him afraid to face Jiangnan.
, dispelled his idea of expansion.
Liu Yuanwai and the young master in the court were not killed. They were exiled to Yizhou further away. No one knew why they let the enemy go.
His wishes were extremely innocent compared to the princes. This suffering abandoned son of God fantasized about establishing a happy kingdom where there was no oppression, no high and low, and no children would be as full as he did.
Fireworks on earth.
He was afraid to hear others cry, because no matter who it was, as long as he cried, he could always remember the clear tears that frozen on his mother's cheek on that snowy night.
For many years, I have always had a dream again and again. In the dream, he saw his father picking up him as a child, and turned around and flew in the jungle: "Dad likes flowers, and I like my incoming more!
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This sentence lingers in his ears and cannot be dissipated for a long time...