As the morning light begins, a rising sun rises slowly from the intersection of the sea and sky, and thousands of rays of rays of light spread throughout the world.

The flowing water sang happily and rushed eastward. On a stone, there were tall men sitting, pounding fishing. This person was nothing but Han Xin.

Han Xin held his childhood fishing rod, and Xin threw the hook into the water, splashing a few splashes of water, staring at the fishing line for a moment.

After a while, an old lady came over with a basket on her back and said tremblingly. The old lady was nothing but someone else, but the old lady who gave Han Xin food to her.

Han Xin was sharp-eyed and hurriedly put the fishing rod on the stone, trotted over, and said, "Old man, come, I'll help you get it."

The old lady disagreed and said, "Han Xin, you haven't had breakfast yet? You haven't eaten, so where can you get the strength? I'll do it myself."

Han Xin smiled and said, "Old man, don't worry, I, Han Xin, are young and strong, this is not a problem. Come on, old man."

The old lady couldn't resist Han Xin, so she put down the basket, took out a food box from the basket, and said, "Han Xin, come, you have some food first. After eating, you will have the strength, and it's not too late to help me get it.

Anyway, my boss doesn’t urge me, so it’s not a big deal to go late or early.”

Although he was nagging a little, he was sincere and caring for Han Xin. Han Xin was very moved and said, "Old man, if I eat, you will have nothing to eat. How can I bear it in my heart?"

The old lady stuffed the food box into Han Xin's hand and said, "You don't have to worry about me, this is what I specially prepared for you. I am old and have no strength and can't do much work, so I just rely on washing clothes for my boss to earn some wages.

My strength is limited, and I can't make you have enough meals every day, but I can still prepare a box of lunch for you every day. Ah. Eat, eat it."

In Han Xin's memory, since his mother passed away, he has never heard such caring words again. He felt warm in his heart, tears gushed out of his tiger's eyes, and he knelt on the ground with a loud bang and said, "Old man."

If you don’t dislike Han Xin’s unfilial piety and have no future, just accept Han Xin as your godson.”

The old lady was startled, then very happy, saying, "Han Xin, I have no children and I am old and I don't even have a person to die. If you are happy, let's live together in the future.

Whether it is bitter or sweet, as long as we mother and son can be together, it will be a good day.”

Han Xin could no longer hold it back. He knocked nine times, hugged the old lady's feet and shouted, "Mom, my son has a mother."

"Good son, good son!" The old lady stroked Han Xin's hair. Tears also rolled out from the old eyes and said, "Mom has a son, mom is happy! Good son, get up, get up."

With the help of the old lady, Han Xin stood up and said, "Mom, sit down. My son washes your clothes."

The old lady nodded and said, "Then the relationship is good! But you are a person who does big things, so how can you do laundry?"

Han Xin smiled and said, "Mom, your son can do big things and small things! Your mother's business is your son's business. It is your son's filial piety to help you wash clothes."

"Okay, okay!" the old lady nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, you can eat the food first. It's not too late to wash it." Open the food box and hand it to Han Xin.

When Han Xin saw that the brown rice was the same as last time. The portion was a little more than enough for him to eat. What’s even more rare is that the dish was no longer a side dish, but a little meat flower mixed.

Although it was just a little meat flower, Han Xin knew very well that not to mention that meat is hard-earned even for every grain of rice. This meat flower must have been specially prepared for him, and it is even more precious. The tears in the tiger's eyes rolled down again and she cried: "Mom!"

The old lady wiped Han Xin's tears with her sleeves and comforted her: "Son, eat, eat quickly."

Han Xin could no longer speak. He nodded and snatched the food while crying. It was more accurate to say that he was eating, not to say that he was accepting a true love in the world!

After dinner, Han Xin washed the food box, and then he came to the river with his backpack and washed his clothes under the guidance of the old lady.

Although Han Xin is not as skilled in washing clothes as in military affairs, he is a very smart person. He quickly got started under the guidance of the old lady and finished washing soon.

Han Xin packed up his clothes and said, "Mom, let's go home."

The old lady nodded and said, "Yes." She was about to carry a bag.

Han Xin hurriedly said, "Mom, please let your son respect your filial piety and let your son carry you home."

The old lady refused and said, "How can that happen? Mom is good at walking and running, how can you carry it?"

Han Xin said happily: "Mom, look at your son's head, it's no problem to carry a hundred or eighty pounds. Mom, don't say it, let your son carry you."

Who can be unhappy if his son has such filial piety? The old lady was very pleased and said, "But what should I do if I do this?"

Han Xin smiled and said, "Mom, this is easy to deal with. Isn't it very convenient for you to carry a basket on your back and your son to carry you?"

The old lady said reluctantly: "Isn't that heavy? It's so painful for you."

Han Xin said indifferently: "Mom, my son is young and has strength. Besides, my son is full and has enough strength. This is nothing."

"That will make you suffer." The old lady finally agreed.

Han Xin lifted the basket up and asked the old lady to carry it on her back, then squatted down, carried the old lady on her back, and strided away.

Looking at Han Xin walking and walking, the old lady was happy from the bottom of her heart, but his joy didn't last long and was replaced by surprise, because Han Xin carried her directly into a courtyard.

"Son, your home is not here, you went wrong." The old lady reminded Han Xin.

Han Xin smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, that's right, it's here."

"No, my mother's house is a dilapidated cottage. Only the home's courtyard is so big and so good." The old lady didn't believe it at all.

Han Xin explained: "Mom, this is your new home. You will live here in the future and you don't have to wash your clothes."

"How come? Mom is born with such a miserable life. What should I eat if I don't wash clothes?" The old lady didn't believe it.

Han Xin continued, "Mom, don't worry about this. You are your son's mother, so your son will naturally have to take care of your life. Mom, look, everyone here comes to serve you, and you will enjoy the blessing in the future.

Mom, you have been tired all your life and should enjoy it.”

When the old lady saw that three maids came out and were saluting Han Xin, she said incrediblely: "Son, what's going on?"

Han Xin smiled and said, "Mom, my son recently made a rich friend. He lent his son a sum of money, so his son bought this yard and invited such a person to serve you."

The old lady nodded happily and said, "Okay, okay, it's rare that you have this filial piety, my mother is happy! But you borrowed other people's money to respect my mother, my mother feels uncomfortable.

Son, return the money to others. We are poor people and have no money, but we have ambitions and rely on our own efforts to support ourselves."

Of course, Han Xin could not directly say that it was Prince Fusu who borrowed money to him, and said, "Mom, don't worry, my son borrowed the money and had to pay it back."

The old lady still didn't believe it and advised: "Son, this costs a lot of money, and you may not be able to afford it in your whole life.

Mother can’t make up for her son’s future for the sake of leisure. Good son, I’ll sell the yard and return the money to everyone. Oh, only by listening to my mother’s words can I be happy.”

Han Xin put the old lady down and said to a servant: "Take the clothes to the boss."

The servant responded and Han Xin instructed: "Tell me, Han Xin, thanks him for taking care of his mother for so many years and washing clothes for her mother. From now on, my mother will no longer wash clothes for him, and ask him to find another one."

Before the servant agreed, the old lady hurriedly said, "No. Yes, you have cut off your mother's life. If it weren't for the poor mother of the boss who gave her this job, she would have starved to death."

"Go!" Han Xin waved his hand and asked the servant to do business, helped the old lady sit down, and said, "Mom, please give me a hundred and twenty hearts. My son will not let you be frozen and hungry, nor will it make you tired."

The old lady was very happy and said, "It's good, but when my mother thinks that you are borrowing someone's money, she feels uneasy."

The ancients still repay their kindness with a meal, but Han Xin was the case!

Han Xin said passionately: "Mom, don't worry about this. Mom, my son tells you that Mom is not an ordinary friend, but a very amazing friend. My son has thought about it and will follow him to do things and do big things."

The old lady nodded and said, "Okay, okay! My son is a big deal, and I am happy to hear this. But, I want to tell you one thing: You can't do something that is sorry for others!"

"Mom, my son remembered it." Han Xin was taught: "Mom, let me tell you the truth. This time my son went to be an official and a general.

Mom, you know, your son likes military affairs, and you don’t understand anything else. If you let your son be a general, your son will definitely do something earth-shaking!”

This was too amazing. Although the old lady was happy, she was unbelievable after all, and said, "Son, you didn't lie to her?"

"How can it be?" Han Xin said without thinking, "My son is very important in the court. With his recommendation, why don't you worry about making great use of the whole world?" The prince personally invited him, and it was only a matter of time before he could use it.

"Mom believes in you!" The old lady closed her mouth with joy.

Han Xin's face darkened and said, "But, my son will leave Huaiyin soon. I can't serve you. Please forgive me."

Although the old lady was hard to give up, it was still very reasonable and encouraged Han Xin: "Son, you are doing big things. You can't always guard your mother, and you will suffer the future. Don't worry, mom, don't worry."

Han Xin said huh, and the old lady asked, "Son, when will you leave?"

Han Xin's face changed and he said, "Mom, my son will do something else and leave."
Chapter completed!