Daqin: The first emperor came to recognize his relatives, and I greeted him with a knife

During the rainy season, it has been raining non-stop for the past two days.

Zhao Yang just walked for a while, and it started to rain again.

He hurriedly covered his head with his hands, walked out of the city gate with hesitation, and came to a small village on the outskirts of the city.

He stretched out his hand to push open the door, and yelled casually towards the inside.

"Mother! I'm back."

Then Zhao Yang scraped the mud off his feet at the door, and then walked into the room.

A woman wearing a blue coarse blouse is weaving in the room. Although her hands are full of calluses, her hands are fast.

Without ten years of skill, you can't make such fast movements, and you can't weave such good cloth.

There are not many furnishings in the house, almost all of them are wooden products.

The exquisite and small wooden pot was placed on the table, and it was still steaming hot.

These were all invented by Zhao Yang himself.

As soon as Zhao Yang saw that she was weaving again, he hurriedly said, "Mother, didn't my son say that you won't be allowed to weave anymore. Now that we have money, we don't need mother to work any longer."

The woman put the piece of cloth away with a smile, did not answer, and then said with a concerned face.

"Where did you go? Why are you so wet?"

As he said that, he took off his coat, fearing that he would catch a cold, so he quickly lit the fire next to him and made him sit down.

It's not too cold now, Zhao Yang wanted to refuse, but seeing his mother's distressed face, he sat down obediently.

While warming himself by the fire, he said: "I just went out for a walk, but I met an old man on the road. He didn't have an umbrella, so I lent him the umbrella."

His mother hung his coat to dry, and then said: "This is the right thing to do. When you go out, if you can help others, you can help others as much as possible. It's all easy."

Back then, when they first arrived in this village, their lives were poor.

Thanks to the help from the villagers, otherwise Zhao Yang would not have survived to such a great age.

Although Zhao Yang is a soul wearer, his mother dragged him to his present age alone.

Thanks to the kindness of nurturing for more than ten years, Zhao Yang has already regarded her as his biological mother.

When I was young, my family was not rich.

But as long as Zhao Yang wants something, even if it is the moon in the sky, his mother will try her best to help him get it.

In order to feed him and clothe him well, his mother weaves every day, thinking about earning more money.

For a while, as soon as Zhao Yang woke up, he could see his mother weaving there, and later he was so tired that he couldn't even see the road clearly.

The main reason is that Zhao Yang suffered a lot with his mother when he was a child, and his mother felt ashamed of him and failed to give him a complete family.

This is not doting.

His mother taught him to write and read since he was a child, and everyone in the village said that Zhao Yang had a good mother who raised him so well.

From then on, Zhao Yang swore to God that he would let his mother enjoy her old age peacefully and be the happiest person in Daqin.

Zhao Yang sat on the stool, looking at her busy figure with distressed expression.

The candlelight shone on her face.

It was shocking to be able to clearly see a winding scar on half of the mother's face.

If she goes out to buy something on weekdays, she will definitely be pointed out by others and gossip about her.

Zhao Yang can even recite it backwards now.

It is nothing more than to say that she was so beautiful before, but what a pity she has become like this now.

He also said that she used to be so beautiful but was abandoned by others, and she was afraid that she was not a clean family.

For this reason, Zhao Yang often fought with those gossiping people.

But because of malnutrition, he was relatively thin when he was a child, and he was basically beaten.

Up to now, on the street, no one dares to gossip about his mother.

However, now every time he saw this scar, his heart was filled with remorse.

If he had been a little older back then, would he have been able to drive those hooligans away, and mother wouldn't have destroyed her face in order to preserve her innocence?
Later, when I grew up, I wanted to find those people, but I didn't know where they were.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yang secretly decided.

In the future, if I sign up for some kind of elixir, I must help my mother restore her appearance.

However, when he thought of the biological father who abandoned their mother and father, his teeth itch with anger.

Zhao Yang has always sneered at this kind of man.

The surname of Zhao in Qin State, this status is definitely not too low.

Since you have money, why don't you raise your own children?

Instead, let a young woman work hard for her child to become what she is now?

As long as the biological father is responsible, the mother will not be disfigured!
The mother's miserable first half of her life was almost all caused by this man.

Zhao Yang also guessed that this kind of rich family is likely to come back to have children in the end.

Let others raise their children, and then snatch them back when the time comes, it's really a good plan!

If that family really came looking for him, then he would never admit that that person was his biological father!
Having such a biological father is so disgusting that it is difficult for him to speak out.

But Zhao Yang is also ready.

In a few years, when the state of Qin was in chaos, he took advantage of the chaos to find the biological father who was not as good as a pig or a dog.

Castrate him first and then kill him, and then hang him at the entrance of the city wall for the vicious dogs to eat!
For so many years, Zhao Yang's hatred towards his biological father has been accumulating, and he has even thought of a hundred and eight ways to die for him!

After packing up the things, the mother took out half a piece of jade from her pocket and handed it to Zhao Yang.

"Today is your birthday, this is a gift from Auntie."

Zhao Yang glanced at Yu and knew whose it belonged to.

How many days and nights, A Niang has secretly cried while touching this piece of Kodama.

Thinking about it, this jade was left by that irresponsible father.

He ducked back with disgust on his face, and didn't reach out to pick it up.

Seeing his expression, the mother's eyes were slightly hurt.

"what happened?"

Mother thought it was Zhao Yang who didn't like the gift she gave.

Zhao Yang quickly put on a smiling face and took the piece of jade.

But he didn't even touch it, he just hung the end of the rope around his neck.

He brought this piece of jade because he didn't want to make his mother sad.

The disgust in his heart made him wish to cut off all the skin that touched this piece of jade.

Zhao Yang took out the jade and put it out of his clothes, and his mother smiled after seeing it.

"Okay, put on your coat quickly."

After finishing speaking, he put on the coat that had been baked on the table for him.

Zhao Yang felt the warmth on his body, and a sense of happiness welled up in his heart.

If Meng Yi was here, he would definitely find out.

This piece of jade is the same as the half piece of jade that Shihuang Yingzheng often took out to look at.

The same.