Fairy

When Wang Xian left, his home was just three thatched huts. Unexpectedly, when he came back sixty years later, the place had turned into rows of palace-like buildings with green bricks and green tiles, carved beams and painted columns.

"Go! Go! Go! Today is the old woman's [-]-year birthday, there must be no beggars here, stay away." The porter came out and chased away an old beggar who was begging for money at the door.

"Ask the almsgiver to give me some." The old beggar still surrounded the door.

The concierge was about to confront each other, when a girl in emerald green clothes got off the sedan chair. Seeing that the concierge was about to attack an old beggar, she immediately scolded: "Wang San, please don't be rude. Today is grandma's birthday, just say You can’t usually bully old beggars.”

"Second miss, the younger one was also confused for a while, so I won't dare next time." Wang San saw this second miss like a mouse seeing a cat, trembling, thinking: "Why is it so unlucky to meet this little ancestor."

"I'll let you off this time. When grandma's birthday is over, you will receive the family law of a hundred sticks yourself. Let's see if you remember it long enough." The second young lady in emerald green clothes had a phoenix prestige on her body.

The passers-by watching the excitement pointed to the second lady and said, "This is the second granddaughter of the third son of the Wang family. She is a bodhisattva with a heart. Whenever there is a famine, she will personally distribute hot porridge to the victims."

The second lady took a piece of silver and put it into the old beggar's bowl, and said, "Old man, it was my concierge who was wrong just now, and he has already been punished. Today is grandma's birthday, so don't ask for it here. This piece of silver It is enough for you to spend for several months, and you will come to ask for it when you have no food to eat."

"Thank you Second Miss, you are truly a bodhisattva." After finishing speaking, the old beggar bowed to Second Miss with his nose and tears in his eyes.

The second young lady pursed her lips into a smile, and walked towards the gate with lotus steps, holding a red box on her arm, to pay respects to grandma's birthday.

Wang Xian nodded slightly, and said to himself: "The Wang family has this son, it seems to be very good. Hey, I just don't know if my parents will be furious when they see me as an unfilial son?"

After contemplating for a long time, seeing that it was noon, Wang Xian walked slowly towards Wang's house.

"Who are you? Do you have an invitation card?" The porter stopped Wang Xian.

Wang Xian's figure flickered, disappeared in the local area, and appeared in Wang's garden the next moment.

The concierge only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and there was nothing in front of him. He scratched his head in doubt, thinking that he was dazzled just now and felt inexplicable.

The Wang family has thirteen floors of courtyards. In front of the courtyard on the first floor is a huge garden, where the banquets are held.

Small bridges and flowing water, rockery and strange rocks, fragrant flowers, and thousands of trees competing for beauty, the Wang Family Garden has a special charm.

In the center of the garden is a red carpet, surrounded by tables of banquets, the servants are arranging the banquets, and both sides of the red carpet are surrounded by birthday guests, in the center of the red carpet is a soft couch, a young Over a hundred years old, a white-haired old woman sat on it.

The old woman's face was full of wrinkles, her hair was gray, and she looked kindly at the relatives and friends around her, and she couldn't stop laughing.

Wang Xian looked at the old woman through a gap, and couldn't help but shed two lines of hot tears in his eyes, and said softly: "Mother!"

Wang Xian was only a hundred steps away from his mother, but he didn't have the courage to go forward. He felt ashamed and set foot on the road of self-cultivation for himself. For so many years, he has not been by his mother's side to take care of her. He has not returned once in sixty years. After visiting her, how could he not be ashamed, how could he not be ashamed.

"Grandma, this is a birthday gift from your great-granddaughter. I embroidered the picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix stitch by stitch." The second young lady in emerald green clothes held a pair of embroidery in her hands and presented it to Mrs. Wang.

"Tweety, what a clever hand. Grandma likes it, so I asked someone to frame it and hang it in Grandma's bedroom." Mrs. Wang lovingly touched Tweety's jade hand, and ordered her servants to accept the birthday gift.

It was fun outside, Wang Xian felt as if he had been stabbed in his heart, he really wanted to leave here, but he couldn't move an inch, he really wanted to see his mother more.

Mother hands line, wandering clothing!

Wang Xian still remembers that before he went to Jinsha Sect, his mother