In a bright sunny day, at the outskirts of a large forest, a young boy could be seen looking around.
This child had a small scrawny figure.
However, he had a serious expression that made him look older than he was, add to that his gorgeous features, he looked like a noble prince even in his shabby clothes.
This little guy name is Chen YanTian, and he is thirteen this year, at the young age of seven he was left to fend for himself by his drunkard father.
As a child all he could do was some easy work to scrape a living, after a year of doing his best to stay alive he found a way to somehow make a living, and that was by selling herbs he got at the outskirts of the forest.
After looking around for half a day, he took the few stalks of herbs he found and headed away from the forest.
It took him about an hour of walking to arrive at a small shop, entering the shop he saw a gentle looking old man.
"Grandpa Li !! How are you doing".
The elder looked at YanTian with a kind smile.
"Little Yan, you're finally here, so how was today harvest"
The boy took the stalk of herbs he kept in a rolled piece of cloth and laid them in from of the shop owner.
"Nothing much grandpa Li, just some basic herbs like always.... " .
The elder could see the disappointed look on YanTian face, he took out a gold coin and offered it to him with a smile.
The young man was dumbfounded by what he got then he hurriedly gave it back.
"Grandpa Li this is too much, these measly herbs aren't worth this much ".
The elder looked even happier seeing the boy reaction, and didn't take back the coin.
"Ha ha little one, such good character. If only I had such a good grandson".
"Don't worry about the herbs worth and just take the coin".After some hesitation, YanTian took back the coin.
"Oh ! I almost forgot, take this too".
The old man took a large jar of alcohol and offered it to him.
"Thank you grandpa Li, you always take good care of me"
The boy thanked the elder as he left the shop and headed home.
Arriving at a shabby wooden house, the boy put down the alcohol and some necessities he bought on his way home, he then took some water from a nearby well and washed up in the small courtyard.
He then took the alcohol jar and headed inside.
The house had one main room and two smaller rooms, in the middle of the main room a young looking man was siting there with crossed legs, he had handsome features which were similar to the young boy.
As he looked at him the little man stood there petrified as if he had seen a ghost.
"Father...!?"
He called with an unsure shaky voice, because as long as he remembered his father always had a drunkard appearance with shabby clothing and hazy eyes.
However, the man in front of him had nothing of that, rather he looked like a refined noble and had the air of a king, which left him unsure about what was going on.
The man eyes that were closed suddenly opened, then he looked at the boy with a gentle smile.
"Yan'er, you're back, father had really mistreated you these last years, however you have to understand that all I did was for yours and your mother sakes".
"So Yan'er I hope you can forgive your father for the hardships you had to go through".
However, the boy seemed to have heard nothing after the world Mother, he just stood there with a blank expression. Suddenly, tears started raining from his eyes.
"So... so... I have a mother !? "