During the Southern Song Dynasty, there was a man named Zhao on the edge of Chang'an City named Lao San, who was in his fifties and lived all day planting land and herding cattle.
On this day, Zhao Laosan did a day's farm work, felt a little tired, went to bed early, slept until midnight, he suddenly dreamed of his old wife who had died for many years, and the old woman said to him in the dream: "Tomorrow I will meet the benefactor of our family in the ravine where you often herd cattle, and we must not let him go to the thatched hut when the time comes." ”
The next morning, just after dawn, Zhao Laosan woke up, he recalled the old woman's dream, felt that something was going to happen today, talking about the benefactor of the whole family, Zhao Laosan fell into contemplation.
Five years ago, the whole of Shaanxi was in a drought, Zhao Laosan's family was already poor, coupled with natural disasters, the family could not open the pot, some of the surrounding villagers fled, some have starved to death.
Zhao Laosan had an old mother on the top and five children of different sizes under him, and Zhao Laosan thought to himself: Taking so many people out to flee is also a death, it is better to wait at home, maybe one day god opens his eyes, it will rain.
Zhao Laosan went to the mountains every day to peel the bark, and later began to look for Guanyin soil, as long as it was something that could be eaten, Zhao Laosan would think of a way. But these things for young children, can not eat, can not digest.
After a few months, four of Zhao's three or five children starved to death, leaving only the eldest son. And the old mother, who was already weak and sick, was lying on the bed at this time and only had one breath left.
One night, Mother Zhao was hungry and confused, and her mouth was chanting: "The white-noodle steamed bun is so delicious!" ”
Zhao Laosan knew that this was the time of his mother's death and wanted to eat a steamed bun. His cloudy tears dripped on his mother's thin arm, and at this moment, after a lifetime of honesty, he suddenly came up with a bold idea.
He shook his mother's arm and said, "Mother, you wait, I'll go find you a big white bun." ”
Without waiting for her mother to speak, she hurriedly disappeared into the night. Zhao Laosan has always been a farmer with his duty, but he wants to be a thief tonight, steal a big white steamed bun for his mother, and fulfill her last wish before she dies.
He secretly came to the outside of the Cheng family compound, which was the richest family in their ten miles and eight townships, and now only their family still had white noodles to eat. He sneaked into the wall and then sneaked into the kitchen again.
Although he was already very careful, he was still discovered by the Cheng family. As soon as his hand touched the big white bun, the light in the courtyard was on, and the light in the kitchen was on.
At once, several people from the Cheng family came in, and two strong men grabbed Zhao Laosan, some people said they were going to report to the officials, and some people said they were going to tell the old master. Zhao Laosan was frightened, stealing in the Song Dynasty was a serious crime, whether he stole something or not, he was to be severely punished.
Zhao Laosan quickly knelt down and begged for forgiveness, hoping that everyone would let him go. Perhaps the movement in the courtyard was too great, which affected the young master of the Cheng family who was still studying in the room. Young Master Cheng was fifteen years old, because Old Master Cheng wanted him to take the exam, so he had been reading poetry and books since he was a child, and he was also working hard, which was not very late and still in the study.
He got up and went to the courtyard, looked at a large group of people arguing, and there was a middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, he went to the housekeeper and said, "It's so noisy at night, what happened?" ”
"Young master, we caught a thief and stole food in the kitchen!" The housekeeper said quickly.
Zhao Laosan listened to this child being the young master of the Cheng family, and even the rolling belt crawled to his feet, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "There is nothing to eat in the family, the children are starving to death, and the old mother only has the last breath left, wanting to eat a big white steamed bun." Young master, please send me a kind heart and give me a big white bun so that the old mother can close her eyes. ”
Young Master Cheng also knew that this disaster year was not easy for everyone, not forced to be helpless, who was willing to come out in the middle of the night to steal a steamed bun. So, he bent down, pulled Zhao Laosan up, gently patted the dust on his pants, and said, "Uncle, I know you are not a bad person, and I will not send you to see the official." ”
Then he turned his head and instructed the butler, "Go and fill him with a bag of steamed buns, and then put a bag of noodles for him, and let him go home!" ”
"Young master, this..." The butler seemed reluctant to do so, for in years of calamity grain was worth more than silver.
"You go and pretend!" Tomorrow I will confess to my father! Although Young Master Cheng was small, he was very good at observing words and colors, and he knew that the housekeeper was afraid of taking responsibility, so he took on the responsibility first.
The housekeeper went to Zhao Laosan with confidence and loaded a few steamed buns and a bag of mixed grain noodles. Elder Zhao left the Cheng family thankfully.
Back at home, Mother Zhao was already angry, and Zhao Laosan quickly took out the steamed bun, put it to her mouth, and said anxiously: "Mother, I am coming with the big white steamed bun, you open your eyes and eat a bite!" ”
Maybe it was the obsession of the human heart, or maybe Mother Zhao really smelled the aroma of steamed buns, and she opened her eyes slightly with difficulty. Zhao Laosan quickly found a little water, soaked half a steamed bun, and fed Mother Zhao little by little. Mother Zhao finished eating half of the steamed bun and swallowed her last breath.
Later, Zhao Laosan's whole family survived that disaster year with that bag of mixed grain noodles and a few steamed buns. At the beginning of the spring of the following year, it finally rained and the whole family survived.
Zhao Laosan has always remembered this kindness, although the Cheng family has money and power, and there is no shortage of anything, but Zhao Laosan still wants to find an opportunity to repay young master Cheng's kindness. Since Mother Tomon said that the benefactor had difficulties today, whether it was true or not, I would just go to the ravine where the cattle were herding and wait.
Besides, Young Master Cheng was originally at home to warm the book, and the same window Ji Gongzi came to play with him, seeing that he only knew how to bury his head in Wen Shu all day, he said to him: "Brother Cheng, the weather is very good today, we both go to the nearby mountains to walk in the green, this season is just to enjoy the flowers and see the scenery, you also change your mood, more conducive to learning." ”
Young Master Cheng looked up at the sky, the sun was shining, there was no cloud, the breeze was just right, it was indeed a good weather for stepping on the green, and he agreed with Ji Gongzi's opinion. The two men talked as they walked, and walked along the ravine where Zhao Laosan usually herded cattle.
Unconsciously, they had gone a long way, a few dark clouds drifted in the sky to cover the sun, the weather in the mountains changed, and it felt like it was about to rain.
Ji Gongzi looked at the sky and said a little worriedly, "Now it's too late to go back, let's quickly find a place to hide from the rain!" ”
Cheng Gongzi looked left and right, and found that there was a thatched hut on the hillside next to it, which should be used by hunters to rest their feet, so he said to Ji Gongzi: "There is a thatched hut over there, let's go inside and hide, and then go back when the rain stops." ”
After saying that, the two people ran to the thatched hut, and at this moment, Zhao Laosan quickly ran over, pulled them both from behind, and said, "Benefactor, you can't enter this thatched hut!" ”
Cheng Gongzi looked back and saw that it was Zhao Laosan who stole his own steamed buns five years ago, so he asked incomprehensibly: "Uncle, why can't you enter?" ”
Zhao Laosan couldn't say why, so he had to say, "You're right to listen to me, you can't go to the thatched hut anyway!" ”
At this time, dark clouds covered the whole sky, and a strong wind blew through, and a large raindrop fell. Ji Gongzi is a quick temper, where there is a reason to hide from the rain and not to hide. He forcefully threw away Zhao Laosan's hand and hurried to the thatched hut to hide from the rain.
The rain fell even harder, and the wind blew so much that people couldn't open their eyes, and Young Master Cheng and Zhao Laosan quickly turned into chickens. However, Zhao Laosan dragged Young Master Cheng to death, and Ren Poured Out heavy rain and did not let go.
Ji Gongzi triumphantly watched the two of them struggle in the rain, leisurely whistled, and said sarcastically: "Brother Cheng, I can't help you, who let you be entangled in this crazy old man." ”
Young Master Cheng's eyes could not be opened by the rain, and when he heard Ji Gongzi say this, his heart was a little angry. They were preparing to get angry with Zhao Laosan, but they found a loud noise in their ears, and the two of them looked down at the sound, only to find that the thatched hut collapsed in an instant.
The two people in the rain were dumbfounded, and rushed to save Ji Gongzi, and when the two of them braved the heavy rain to remove all the thatch, they saw Ji Gongzi lying on the ground, and the beams of the hut just hit him.
Poor Ji Gongzi was gone, and Young Master Cheng was very sad in his heart, at this time Zhao Laosan knelt down in front of Young Master Cheng and said, "Benefactor, I am also sad that I did not save your friend, and I can't say why I can't enter, this is just a dream that my mother entrusted to me last night, let me prevent the benefactor from entering the thatched house, and I didn't expect the thatched house to fall." ”
While helping Zhao Laosan up from the ground, Young Master Cheng said, "You can't be blamed for this, it was he who broke free of your hand and ran to the thatched hut to hide from the rain, no one expected this to happen." ”
Zhao Laosan could only say darkly, "This is all fate!" ”
Young Master Cheng also sighed with emotion, and then said to Zhao Laosan, "Uncle, thank you, it seems that some things are predestined in the darkness, and there is a cycle of cause and effect." I gave you a way to live yesterday, and you save my life today!" ”
Zhao Laosan respectfully echoed, "It was Young Master Cheng who gave grace first, and only then did I report it later." ”
Write at the end:
Young Master Cheng certainly did not expect that his good deeds in those years would save his life one day, but he helped the people he should help with his heart, and when he was killed, someone would naturally come to help him.
No matter when the cause of goodness is planted, one day it will bear the fruit of goodness!
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