After Tang San placed two bowls of porridge on the table, he called out to the inner room, "Dad, it's time to eat~"
After a while, the tattered curtain was lifted.
A tall figure walked out from inside. His face was covered with a beard that had probably not been trimmed for several years. His skin was sallow and his eyes were a little dull.
His worn linen clothes had several patches on them, and were dirty and looked a little slovenly.
As they got closer, Ye Zhiqiu could smell a strong and pungent smell of alcohol.
This is Tang Hao, Tang Hao who is given the title of Haotian Douluo.
Ye Zhiqiu looked at him blankly. How could such a person become such a big shot that shocked the entire Douluo Continent?
Although he had met him several times before, Ye Zhiqiu still found it a little unbelievable that such a person could be a Titled Douluo.
If he wasn't familiar with the plot, when he met Tang Hao on the street, Ye Zhiqiu felt that he would most likely mistake him for a beggar.
Tang Hao said nothing, walked to the table in two or three steps, picked up the wooden bowl with one hand, tilted his head back, and poured the porridge into his mouth.
His throat rolled a few times, and the whole bowl of porridge was gone in a breath.
Afterwards, Tang Hao ignored Ye Zhiqiu and Tang San and turned around and went straight back to the inner room.
Throughout the whole process, Tang Hao didn't say a word, didn't even look at Ye Zhiqiu and Tang San, and even ignored the half steamed bun that Tang San handed over.
Tang San sat down in silence, drinking the porridge soup with steamed buns in small sips.
Tang San has become accustomed to Tang Hao's style and doesn't think too much about it. He can vaguely remember some things from the past and knows that his father became like this because of the blow of his mother's death.
Therefore, Tang San had no complaints.
In his previous life, Tang San was an orphan and was adopted by the Tang Clan.
In this life, Tang San seems to cherish family affection especially.
Even though Tang Hao had all sorts of bad habits, he was still his biological father, and Tang San felt that he had a responsibility to take care of his father.
Ye Zhiqiu could only sigh inwardly at Tang Hao's behavior: Titled Douluo is just a bunch of swells. He gulped down the hot porridge straight out of the pot, unfazed by the heat. Could this be the legendary powerhouse?
Ye Zhiqiu waited until Tang San finished his lunch and cleared away the dishes before he slowly walked forward.
The two of them gathered together beside the forging table and began to pick and choose various iron blocks.
The two of them planned to make two silent sleeve arrows, which they had discussed in the morning.
The acquired energy is the awakening of the martial soul. Tang San can definitely awaken the dual martial souls of Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer, and because Tang San has practiced the Mysterious Heavenly Art, he is directly born with full soul power.
According to the plot, Tang San will enter Notting Junior College and can only go home once a year.
As for Ye Zhiqiu, it was more likely that he had no spirit power. He also needed a way to protect himself, so he pestered Tang San to make him a weapon that morning.
Originally he wanted a dagger, but Tang San said that there was something better that was more suitable for him. Ye Zhiqiu thought about it and naturally understood.
Tang San's various unique skills come from the Tang Clan in Shu, and the Tang Clan is famous for its hidden weapons.
Mist and clouds drift, stars fall, and the star rain and flying flowers are nowhere to be found. This is how Ye Zhiqiu understands the Tang Sect.
At this stage, Tang San was limited by materials and could only create one kind of hidden weapon, which was the silent sleeve arrow.
The two men picked out two pieces of iron of appropriate size from a pile of iron blocks and prepared to start forging.
The first step in making a hidden dagger: forging iron
Ye Zhiqiu consciously ran to pull the bellows. After all, the forging hammer weighing dozens of kilograms was difficult for his current small body to move, but it was easy to move it, but it was quite difficult to swing it.
The heavy responsibility of forging iron naturally fell on Tang San's head.
If Tang San relied on his own strength, he would not be much stronger than Ye Zhiqiu.
But after he activated the Xuantian Gong in his body, he could easily swing the iron hammer weighing dozens of kilograms.
The muffled sound of hammers hitting pig iron soon came from the dilapidated house, and the "clang clang" sound echoed throughout half of the Holy Soul Village.
The iron block, which was red-hot by the scorching flames, continued to deform under Tang San's powerful hammering, and small pieces of black impurities peeled off from the surface of the iron block.
Ye Zhiqiu and Tang San were working very hard and in high spirits.
Although the two slightly childish faces were covered in sweat, the excitement in their eyes was beyond words.
Tang Hao had unknowingly lifted the tattered curtain again and leaned against the door frame, watching quietly.
His black pupils seemed to have color again at this moment, and his eyes were no longer as unfocused as before.
"Ayin, did you see that? Our child is born with supernatural powers."
Tang Hao murmured softly, a hint of relief in the sadness in his tiger eyes.
"Bang, bang."
"Bang bang~"
"Bang, bang, bang~"
The sound of hammers continued from noon until dusk.
"Squeak"
The broken wooden door of Tang San's house was pushed open, and a small, dark figure staggered out from inside.
At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu looked like he had just crawled out of a coal mine. The only thing that remained clean on his body was his big black eyes.
In one afternoon, all the accessories for the silent sleeve arrow were basically made.
It will take a while to assemble though, so I won't get it until tomorrow.
Ye Zhiqiu suppressed his excitement and staggered towards his home. He had been pulling the bellows for the entire afternoon, and God knows how he managed to hold on.
Although he was very tired today, Ye Zhiqiu was in a very good mood when he thought that he would soon have his first hidden weapon.
I even hummed a little tune on the way home
After a while, Ye Zhiqiu arrived at his door. He twitched his nose a few times. Hmm? Looks like there's meat tonight? Did Dad catch another rabbit?
Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu's stomach growled at the right moment.
Wiping the saliva that was about to flow out of the corner of his mouth, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes lit up, "Dad, Mom. I'm back."
When I pushed the door open, I saw Ye's father and mother sitting at the table. There were two plates of food on the table, one of which was roasted rabbit.
Ye Nan and Liu Qingqing were stunned when they saw the black little thing at the door. After carefully identifying it and finding that it was indeed their son, the two elders' faces instantly turned dark.
Liu Qingqing stood up and walked quickly towards the kitchen.
Ye Zhiqiu didn't think much of it, thinking his mother had gone to serve the dishes. At this moment, the only thing he could see was the golden-roasted rabbit legs.
Having not eaten meat for several weeks, Ye Zhiqiu quickly climbed onto the stool.
At this time, Liu Qingqing came back with two bamboo sticks in his hand and handed one to Ye Zhiqiu's father, Ye Nan.
The two elders looked at each other unkindly.
Ye Zhiqiu, whose hands were reaching for the vegetable bowl, glanced at this scene and felt his anus tighten.
"Mom and Dad, please listen to my explanation."
"Pah."
"Can we eat the rabbit first before fighting?"
"Pa pa pa"
Tang San listened to the miserable howls coming from next door and observed three seconds of silence for Ye Zhiqiu.