Douluo to the heavens and worlds

Chapter 72.Wuhun awakens.

What are you doing here?That's right, have you forgotten what day it is?

Who knows what day?Tang San said angrily.

Today is the day when Wuhun is awakened, didn't your father tell you?
What is Wuhun Awakening?He asked suspiciously, forget it, I don't know what it is, I'll go ask Grandpa Jack.

Well, then I should go back, I should go back.It jumped up and ran down the mountain.If anyone sees him at this time,

He must have widened his eyes in surprise. Every step he took, he could reach nearly one foot. The uneven ground in the mountains had no effect on him at all.

Easily dodge and move quickly, much faster than adults.

After Tang San left, Little Jerry laughed loudly.

He started to practice Xuantian Kungfu when he was over one year old, now Tang San is almost six years old, he is still building the foundation, but because of the existence of Little Jerry, Tang San's foundation is seriously lacking.

Tang San's family lives on the west side of the Holy Soul Village, at the head of the village, the three adobe houses are the simplest in the whole village. On the big roof in the middle, there is a wooden sign about one meter in diameter, with With a crude hammer.The broadest representative meaning of hammer in this world refers to blacksmith
That's right, Tang San's father, Tang Hao, was a blacksmith, the only blacksmith in the village.

In this world, blacksmithing can be said to be one of the most humble professions. For some special reason, none of the top weapons in this world are forged by blacksmiths.

However, as the only blacksmith in this village, Tang San's family shouldn't be so poor originally, but most of that meager income was used by Tang Hao to buy wine and drink.

As soon as he entered the house, Tang San could already smell the tangy aroma of rice. It wasn't that Tang Hao made breakfast for him, but he made it for Tang Hao.

From the age of four, when Tang San's height could not reach the stove, the task of cooking has been his daily work.Even if you have to step on a stool to get to the stove.

It wasn't that Tang Hao asked him to do this, but because otherwise, Tang San would almost never have enough time to eat.

When I came to the stove, I stepped on the wooden stool skillfully and lifted the lid of the big iron pot. The tangy aroma of rice came from the nostrils, and the porridge in the pot was already overcooked.

Before going up the mountain every day, Tang San would put the rice in the pot and make firewood, and when he came back, the porridge was ready.

Picking up the two bowls beside the stove that had been damaged by more than ten gaps, Tang San carefully filled two bowls of porridge, put them on the table behind him, and took out a piece of chicken thigh.

Snatched from Little Jerry yesterday.

Compared with the original book, Tang San is obviously much fatter.

"Father, it's time to eat." Tang San called.After a while, the curtain in the inner room was raised, and a tall figure came out with some staggering steps.

It was a middle-aged man who looked about 50 years old, but his figure was very tall and burly, but his attire was not flattering.

Her hair was messy like a bird's nest, and her beard hadn't been tidied up for countless days.

His eyes were dull and dim, even though one night had passed, the pungent stench on his body was still Tang San, almost fainting.

He couldn't help but said in his heart, Ren Ren, this is my father.

Tang Hao grabbed the bowl on the table, not afraid of being scalded, and poured the porridge into his belly with big gulps, only then did his dark yellow complexion look a little more shiny.

"Father, drink slowly, there is more." Tang San took the bowl in his father's hand, and filled him with another bowl of porridge.He also picked up the porridge bowl and drank it.

Soon, [-]% to [-]% of the pot of porridge entered Tang Hao's stomach, he let out a long breath, and put the bowl on the table.The drooping eyelids opened a little bit, looking at Tang San.

I have a job later, you can help me later.

Jerry's weight booster.

Tang Hao's work and rest habits are very regular. He sleeps in the morning, builds some farm tools in the afternoon as income, and drinks in the evening.

"Okay, Dad." Tang San nodded.

Tang Hao stood up, drank a lot of porridge, his body finally stopped shaking, and walked towards the inside.

He took out a piece of iron and started to forge.And that iron is exactly the iron that Tang San used to make hidden weapons in the original book.

And Tang San watched slowly from there.

(End of this chapter)