Ronin from Douluo

"Old man, can I have another bowl of porridge?" Zeng Yi held a big bowl and asked the old man sitting opposite him.

"You're welcome to eat, I cooked a big pot and I can't finish it by myself." The old man smiled kindly at Zeng Yi, and got up to pick up Zeng Yi's bowl.

"Come on, let me help you."

"Hey, no need, I can do it myself, how can I ask you old man to serve me porridge for a kid." Seeing the old man like this, Zeng Yi quickly waved his hands, stood up quickly, and walked to the pot to serve himself.

Seeing Zeng Yi like this, the old man said with a smile: "Then what's the trouble, if you hadn't saved my old bone, I would have died a long time ago."

"Haha, it's easy to do." Zeng Yi smiled, walked back to his seat and sat down.

The old man was so tired from working that he was on the field. Zeng Yi, who was passing by, saw him, rescued the heatstroke old man, and sent him home.

The old man's home is in a nearby village, and now Zeng Yi is visiting the old man's home.

"Old man, how about I help you serve some."

"No, no, I can't eat much." Seeing Zeng Yi reaching out to take his own bowl, the old man shook his head and refused.

Seeing the old man's persistence, Zeng Yi had no choice but to give up.

"Old man, your pickled vegetables are really delicious. You made them yourself." Zeng Yi took a bite of pickled vegetables, and then drank a mouthful of white porridge. The taste was really enjoyable and nostalgic.

Hearing what Zeng Yi said, the old man smiled happily, and the wrinkles became lines, "I pickled this myself. If your benefactor likes it, you can take some with you when you leave."

"Old man, you can just call me Xiao Yi, benefactor or something sounds weird." Zeng Yi laughed, "You actually said that, then I will not be polite."

Seeing Zeng Yi eating, the old man couldn't help being in a trance, all kinds of thoughts flashed in his heart, and then he let out a long sigh.

"How long has it been since this picture..."

Hearing this somewhat sad voice, Zeng Yi couldn't help raising his head, looking at the somewhat desolate figure of the old man, feeling a little pitiful.

"Old man, do you live alone?" Zeng Yi asked.

"Yeah, I'm alone now. My wife passed away last year." The old man sighed, picked up his chimney and took a puff, exhaling sad white smoke.

"Sorry, I reminded you of something sad." Hearing the old man say this, Zeng Yi was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I've seen it for a long time. At this age, life and death are already underestimated. It's just the difference between leaving early and leaving late." The old man said with a light smile.

"But the good thing is that she will go first. My wife is the least courageous. If I leave and leave her alone, how will she live." As he spoke, the old man smiled with longing in his eyes.

Hearing this, Zeng Yi couldn't help being silent, and his heart became heavy.

"Old man, don't you have any children?" Afterwards, Zeng Yi asked suspiciously.

The old man replied with some melancholy, "The eldest son went to join the army, and he hasn't come back yet. The second son lived in the city."

The old man knew very well that his eldest son hadn't come back for many years, and he probably stayed on the battlefield forever, and his second son was really a sinner.

"Then if your son doesn't take you to the city, he will leave you to live in the countryside alone." Zeng Yi also knew in his heart that the old man's eldest son might be dead, so he avoided this question.

"I'm not used to living in the city. I still like to take the countryside with me. After all, my roots are here." The old man said quietly.

But Zeng Yi found out that the old man's expression was a little strange when he said this.

This made Zeng Yi think of something instantly, and anger rose in his heart.An old man, who would not want to grow old and be accompanied by his relatives, but this old man, who obviously has a son, lives alone in the countryside. It is impossible to say that he is not alone in his heart.

But his son didn't want to support his old husband, leaving him to live in the country alone while he was enjoying life in the city.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, it will spoil the atmosphere." Seeing the awkward atmosphere, the old man said with a smile. "The benefactor is the way the people there see the benefactor, he should be a soul master."

"Uh, I'm from the Principality of Mixiu, and I'm indeed a soul master." Zeng Yi scratched the back of his head and said.

"Sure enough, judging by the temperament of the benefactor, he must be extraordinary. He became a soul master at a young age, so young and promising." The old man stroked his white beard and praised.

This made Zeng Yi a little embarrassed.Ordinary people like the old man, who have never seen anything in the world, think that as long as they become a soul master, they will be honored for a lifetime.As everyone knows, before becoming a soul master without great strength, he is also a low-level figure in the world of soul masters. It can be said that it is more cruel than the world of ordinary people.

"By the way, old man. Is this the Heaven Dou Realm or the Star Luo Realm?" Zeng Yi thought of this question and asked.

The area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest connects the two empires of Tiandou and Xingluo. Although Zeng Yi entered the Star Dou Great Forest from the territory of Tiandou, it is unknown whether it is Tiandou or Xingluo where he came out.

"This is within the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire." The old man replied.

"Within the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire" Zeng Yi couldn't help being taken aback, he didn't expect that he actually entered the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire from the territory of the Barak Kingdom, this is just right, and it will be convenient to go to the Tiandou Imperial City at that time.

"Old man, what is the name of the nearest city?"

The old man said: "The nearest city is called Tianshui City, and my son happens to live there."

Tianshui City has such a strange name.

Hearing what the old man said, Zeng Yi made a secret decision in his heart, his next stop was to go to Tianshui City.

Afterwards, the sky had already darkened, so Zeng Yi didn't plan to take advantage of the darkness to travel, but stayed overnight with the old man.

Early the next morning, Zeng Yi bid farewell to the old man and prepared to go to Tianshui City.

In front of the wooden house, the old man took out two jars of porcelain altars and handed them to Zeng Yi, begging him: "Benefactor, please go to Fulan Restaurant in Tianshui City, my son is there, and you hand over a jar of pickles to Zeng Yi." He'll do. Tell him I'm fine in the country and don't worry."

Holding two cans of jars, the two jars only weighed more than a dozen catties. Zeng Yi, who could lift a thousand catties without any pressure, felt extremely heavy in his hands. This was the weight of his father.

Even if the old man's son is unfilial, the old man still misses his son in his heart.

"Don't worry, I will definitely pass it on to him." Zeng Yi promised with a smile, he had already decided in his heart that he must educate that unfilial son for the old man.

"Then I'll take my leave, old man, take care." Zeng Yi said, and under the surprised eyes of the old man, he put away the two jars, turned and left.

"By the way, benefactor, on the way to Tianshui City, I heard that there are robbers haunting, you have to be more careful." Looking at Zeng Yi's leaving back, the old man remembered this, and quickly shouted a reminder to Zeng Yi.

"Thank you for reminding me, if I meet those robbers, I will deal with them as well, hahaha." Hearing this, Zeng Yi laughed loudly and left quickly.

Hearing the laughter, the old man couldn't help being taken aback, watching Zeng Yi's figure getting smaller and smaller until he disappeared.

"Hope it's all right..."

The old man murmured, walked into the room, and closed the door behind him.

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