There is a family surnamed Xu in Jiajia Village, and Xu Yuanwai runs an oil mill handed down from his ancestors.

Originally, the ancestor had a wealthy family, and coupled with Xu Yuanwai's philanthropic eyes, he did not want to make a dry bowl like others, but tried to get some benefits to the other party.

After a long time, everyone was willing to deal with Xu Yuanwai, asking for nothing else, just to feel at ease.

If someone in the neighborhood had a big or small matter, Xu Yuanwai would always show up to be fair. If someone encountered something difficult and narrow, Xu Yuanwai would contribute money and effort. In the year of famine, Xu Yuanwai generously took out his own food to help those neighbors who could not eat.

The poor family had received the benefits of Xu Yuanwai for nothing, so they were unable to repay him. The villagers were clumsy and dumb, and they didn't know how to express their gratitude. They would only say to Xu Yuanwai in a heartfelt manner, "Master Yuanwai, you must have good rewards for good people, and good people must have good rewards!" Hearing this, Xu Yuanwai was not happy, he just waved his hand and smiled bitterly.

The person who said that was originally kind-hearted. Seeing how he looked like, he felt that he had said the wrong thing, and he felt guilty in his heart. He couldn't help but discuss behind his back, "You say, why can't this Mrs Xu give birth to a man and a half women?" "Who said no, this old god doesn't open his eyes, doesn't it mean that good people are rewarded?"

After getting married, the Xu family's wife was pregnant several times. Either the child was born with a slippery tire or the child died prematurely. She visited famous doctors all over, but there was no effect.

Xu Yuanwai knew what these people were talking about, and he still sighed in his heart as usual: "Sometimes you have to have it in your life, and you can't force it in your life. You are just ashamed of the ancestors of the Xu family!"

When Xu Yuanwai was forty years old, Mrs. Xu finally became pregnant again, protecting Mrs. Zhou Zhou completely. Needless to say, the Xu family even walked softly and lightly, for fear of startling Mrs.

On the night of Mrs. Xu's delivery, there was a thunderstorm, and Yuanwai Xu couldn't help much. He knelt down in the ancestral hall and asked the ancestors to bless Mrs. Xu's delivery smoothly. When the servants came to report that Mrs. Xu had given birth safely, Yuanwai Xu breathed a sigh of relief and asked the housekeeper to give a big red envelope to the midwife.

The news spread throughout the village early the next morning. There was an endless stream of people who came to congratulate him. Xu Yuanwai smiled so hard that his face turned red.

Unfortunately, Xu Yuanwai was not happy for a long time. The child could not speak at the age of two. The Xu family invited a special gentleman to teach the little doll to speak, but the little prince always kept his lips closed.

Xu Yuanwai's brows, which had been stretched out for less than two years, condensed into a pimple again, and he had no intention of doing business. He took the little prince to visit famous doctors. As long as he heard that there was a doctor who could cure the little prince's disease, he would go far away. Unfortunately, all kinds of gods tried, but no one could make the little prince speak.

Xu Yuanwai sighed, and Mrs. Xu cried all day long. Seeing that his mother was crying so hard, the little son knelt beside his mother and offered her a silk kerchief. Mrs. Xu sighed, "Son, you are so sensible, why can't you speak?" The little son looked at his mother with black grape-like eyes, and he was also very sad.

After a long time, Mrs. Xu asked Xu Yuanwai to take concubines several times. Xu Yuanwai shook his head and sighed: "This is life, what evil have I done!"

When the little prince grew to be seven or eight years old, other children had already entered private school, but he, a deaf and mute person, had to stay at home. Xu Yuanwai saw him look at the children who went to the private school with envy several times, so he discussed with the private school teacher, letting the little prince also enter the private school, to satisfy his desire to study.

A few days after the little master entered the private school, the private school master discovered a strange thing. It turned out that since the little master came, the master could find neatly copied poems on the ground every morning, and the level was far above that of the master. The master was puzzled, so he kept an eye on it.

On this day, after letting the children disperse, the master pretended to lock the door and leave, and soon turned back and hid in the room. After half an hour, the young master of the Xu family quietly returned to the private school and started writing poems by himself. While he was writing poems seriously, the young master of the private school hugged the young master from behind and shouted, "You can't run this time!"

The young master trembled in fright, and quickly knelt down to the gentleman, "How can you write poetry!" The gentleman raised his face.

"If I say it, sir can't tell anyone, especially my father." When Sir saw that the little prince could speak, he was almost frightened.

It turned out that the King of Hell was grateful that Xu Yuanwai often did good deeds, so he sent a dead scholar to the Xu family for reincarnation. In order to allow him to get a reputation in the future, he gave him permission not to drink Meng Po soup.

Seeing that the scholar had come back, Lord Yama hurriedly asked what was going on. The scholar said with a sad face, "I was drowned!" King Yama hurriedly asked the reason, and after listening, Lord Yama said angrily, "Don't talk, people won't drown you!" Therefore, when the scholar came back to reincarnate, he did not dare to say a word even if he was beaten to death.

Sir laughed out loud after hearing this: "Okay, you little doll, do you know that your father's hair is white if you don't open your mouth, come with me!"

The young master of the Xu family was dragged back to the Xu family by the husband. After explaining the truth, the Xu family couple exchanged tears, and the young master twisted and called out to his parents, and they dared to believe that his son was really not dumb. At the moment, Xu Yuanwai asked the little master to recognize the husband as the godfather.

After growing up, the young master of the Xu family learned to be rich and had five cars, and he was won the jinshi early. After becoming an official, he was fair and rigorous, and he was quite praised by the people. Xu Yuanwai and his wife lived until they were in their nineties before they died.

There is such a limerick in our local area that tells the story: What good people do for good, God never opens his eyes, and when he gives birth to a son, he does not open his mouth.