Douluo: My Wuhun is the Eye of Jianjigu

Chapter 7 He actually gave me charity

Old Jack's house.

"No, I'd better go first."

Sitting there, thinking about it, Old Jack still couldn't settle down.

Although he had made a decision just now, if that drunkard Tang Hao changed his temper, the only place for a work-study student would be in trouble.

Although it's not that he can't come up with money, he really has to pay tuition... As for Yan Yi, this child's body is already weak, and if he can't keep up with nutrition and has to study intensively, how can he survive it.

"Grandpa Jack!"

After thinking about it, Old Jack couldn't sit still. He picked up his crutch and went out directly, leaving only a dumbfounded Yan Yi.

"What should we do now?"

Looking at Old Jack's retreating figure, Yan Yi had a headache.

Old Jack loved him these days, and he knew that.

But he never thought that Old Jack would go so far for him.

To be honest, he felt warm inside.

As for Tang San

He hated it, and Yan Yi wouldn't mind at all if he could be locked up in the Holy Soul Village like this.

Originally, Yan Yi didn't think he was a good person. Of course, he would repay double the kindness he did to him. If he didn't treat him well, he would die.

But one thing is very clear to Yan Yi.

He was completely discrediting the plot of Douluo Continent. He had no idea except what happened at the beginning.

After all, no one knows that they will travel through time, let alone get familiar with the plot in advance.

What's more, with a guy who is known to have the halo of the protagonist beside him, and with his own eyes for seeing the past, isn't his opportunity his own!

"No, this guy Tang San must become my tool to stop Grandpa Jack."

Thinking of this, Yan Yi quickly chased after him.

Holy Soul Village blacksmith shop.

Looking at Tang San who opened the door, Old Jack still felt a little unbearable in his heart, but after thinking about his own Yan Yi, he finally hardened his heart and said kindly: "Xiao San, I heard from Xiao Yan that you have awakened the martial arts." Soul, and is it still full of innate soul power?"

Looking at the panting old Jack, Tang San felt a little strange, and at the same time had some bad premonitions.

"Yes, Grandpa Jack, what's the matter?"

"Then are you willing to leave the village and go to a specialized academy in the city to study? The only place where you can get the most accurate knowledge about martial arts?"

Old Jack, who had always spoken softly, was uncharacteristically loud today.

Tang San was a little silent, and said in a low voice: "You have to ask my father about this, otherwise..."

Before he could finish speaking, a drunken voice came from the blacksmith shop.

"Why are we going? If the mistress leaves, who will cook for me? No, no!"

Tang Hao's voice was obviously very angry, but Tang San looked at Old Jack with a hopeful look, as if he wanted him to help and put in a good word.

Old Jack avoided Tang San's longing eyes, looked through the door at Tang Hao who was lying on the table inside, and said in a helpless tone: "Are you as father as you? Although the martial spirit awakened by Xiao San is only a waste martial spirit, But you still have soul power and the talent for cultivation, so why are you willing to let your mistress work with you in the village for the rest of your life?"

"Since it's a useless martial spirit, why waste that time?"

Tang Hao opened his mouth and licked up the last drop of wine in the flask, muttering dissatisfiedly.

Seemingly being offended by Tang Hao's attitude, Old Jack couldn't help but scolded: "You drunkard, if you are so stubborn, I will give Xiao Yan the only work-study student in our Holy Soul Village. .”

It clearly looked like the provoking method used by Old Jack, but when Tang San looked at Old Jack in front of him who seemed to be shaking with anger, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

In addition, there was also the sick boy Yan Yi who could also compete for the work-study student spot. How could Tang San not understand that Old Jack wanted to fight for that spot for Yan Yi?

really

As he expected, Old Jack's body shook with anger, then he flicked his sleeves and turned around, his mouth still full of dissatisfaction: "Okay, Tang Hao, you are amazing and noble, then I will give Yan Yi the place as a work-study student." ,snort!"

After saying that, without waiting for Tang San or Tang Hao to reply, Old Jack was about to leave on crutches.

"Sure enough, are you going to help that sick man take away my quota from me?"

Tang San gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, the jealousy in his heart almost completely overwhelming his heart.

But he never thought that the quota for work-study students belongs to Holy Soul Village and does not belong to him alone. Old Jack's actions may be selfish, but if he fights for it himself, or if Tang Hao doesn't Without what he did, Old Jack really wouldn't have made such a decision.

He doesn't fight, and if he wants to be a good boy, he relies on his alcoholic father, which means that he has given up this opportunity, and who can blame him!

The reason why Old Jack came here this time is actually to give you a chance. If you really have to fight for it, you will have to think of a way on your own, which is a pity.

Old Jack, who turned his back, sighed secretly, but felt relieved in his heart.

at this time

Yan Yi trotted all the way over. Although after the martial soul awakened, Xuantian Kung started automatically and continuously nourished his body, but after all, the time was too short and there was not much improvement, so that a flush appeared on his pale face. , and even coughed again and again after stopping.

"Ahem, Grandpa Jack, the quota for work-study students should be given to Xiao San'er. I have saved all the money you have given me for medical treatment over the years. It really doesn't matter."

"You...you kid!"

Looking at Yan Yi who was coughing up blood one after another, Old Jack couldn't help but feel heartbroken. His already hardened heart really softened.

The determination that had been hard-wired in the first place was shaken at this moment.

Seeing that Old Jack was silent, Yan Yi also understood his thoughts, and then faced the blacksmith shop and said: "Uncle Tang, although the martial spirit awakened by Xiao San'er is only Blue Silver Grass, but... you have to ask for the specific situation. It’s up to Xiao San’er, right? After all, it’s about the future, so don’t be too hasty.”

"Don't worry about the place for work-study students. I won't compete with my mistress. Besides, they all come from the same village, so everyone has to take care of them."

"Blue Silver Grass?"

In the blacksmith shop, Tang Hao, lying on the table with his face flushed and smelling of alcohol, opened his eyes. He seemed a little sad, but he did not refuse.

Not hearing Tang Hao's words of rejection, Yan Yi also breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to pat Tang San on the shoulder.

Who knows

The latter turned aside to avoid passing by. Yan Yi didn't care and walked straight past him, supporting Old Jack.

"That's all, Uncle Tang, think about it carefully, and..."

As he spoke, Yan Yi turned his head and glanced at Tang San, and said meaningfully: "Don't go against the child's temper, and advise your father properly. After all, it is a lifelong matter."

After saying that, he no longer cared about Tang San, who was standing there, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart and his body constantly shaking.

Looking at the figures of an old man and a young man in the distance, Tang San's eyes were red and his teeth were clenched. There was only one sentence that kept echoing in his heart.

"Alms, this sick man is giving alms to me!"

"It's obviously mine, it's all mine, but he actually gave me charity?"

The jealousy in his heart continued to burn Tang San, who had lived in two lifetimes, and he didn't even hear the shouts from Tang Hao.

But even so

He couldn't even shout, I don't need your charity.

Because he knew very well that once he really shouted out, his father might not let him leave the Holy Soul Village.

This

That was what made him feel even more frustrated.

(End of this chapter)