The Creation God of Douluo

Ah Yin: Is farmyard manure still feasible?

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Tang San: "Tang Xing, I feel that you have led me astray. I was not like this before."

Tang Xing's mouth twitched: "Then you used my paper to wipe your butt just now. I am so helpful to others, and you don't want to learn from me? Do you have to learn from my shortcomings?"

Tang San: I am speechless

But having said that, Tang San still admired Tang Xing a little.

It was that song that he admired. When he sang it just now, Tang San felt that his father was touched. If he could have sung this song when he beat him before, maybe the force would have been weaker.

Hey, no, why did dad beat us?

Tang San hesitated for a moment and asked: "Tang Xing, can you teach me the song you just sang? I didn't remember the words."

Tang Xing: "Of course, but..."

Tang San: "Nothing, stop showing off."

"But... if you want to call me Brother Xing or Boss Xing, I can not only teach you "Only Mom is Good in the World" but also teach you to sing "Little Star"

"Ah, impossible!" Tang San looked unhappy.

Tang San was a man who would never call a brat boss.

"Huh, don't you admit it? If you want to learn singing, you have to recognize me as your elder. All the children in our Holy Soul Village call me boss and eldest brother. You just call me by my name. This is not okay. You can't be special. Otherwise, there will be no chance!"

"Do you have to call me boss? Is there no other way to learn songs?" Tang San asked.

"No! But... we are good brothers after all. I will give you the song "Only Mom is Good in the World"... Come on, I brewed some wine myself. You and I can go home and get some for your dad to try. !”

Tang San's eyes lit up and he held Tang Xing's shoulders: "Good brother!"

But regarding Tang Xinghui's brewing, Tang San was suspicious.

A five- or six-year-old kid can make wine?

shit!

Back then, Tang San saw with his own eyes that Tang Xing stole the sweet potatoes from Lao Wang's family, and then sold them to Village Chief Jack to buy wine. If Tang Xing knew how to make wine, why would he steal sweet potatoes in exchange for wine?

It was originally thought that Tang Xing risked being beaten and stole a few sweet potatoes just to exchange for some wine for Village Chief Jack. Although the method is not advisable, this filial piety is indeed imprinted in the bones.

Tang San didn't know until later. Tang Xing secretly peed on the wine he bought.

The smell of alcohol masked the smell of urine, so I didn't notice it.

At that time, the more Grandpa Jack drank, the worse he got. He smelled like urine.

Tang Xing was beaten so badly by Jack that he was so miserable!

Jack later taught Tang Xing a lesson.

Filial piety produces strength and is easy to fight!

Tang Xing grabbed Tang San's arm and walked all the way towards Jack's house.

Tang San also had no ink marks.

"Where's the song? Did you promise to sing it for me?"

"Then listen up."

"There is only one good mother in the world. A mother's child is like a treasure. If he falls into his mother's arms, happiness is indispensable!"

"The most distressing thing is not having a mother. A child without a mother is like a grass. Without the mother's arms, where can you find happiness...!"

In this way, Tang Xing taught Tang San to sing this song.

Tang San suddenly asked: "Tang Xing, why did my dad hit me at that time? Didn't I just crawl into a water curtain hole? What's wrong with this? Defecating everywhere?"

"I don't know either, what do you think?" Tang Xing said hypocritically.

You know, this is still Tang Xing tricking Tang San into the Water Curtain Cave and making Tang the scapegoat to gain progress.

Tang Xing would not tell anyone.

Jack's house.

A dilapidated courtyard. When you first enter the courtyard, the first thing you see is a wattle hanging on the wall.

Tang San: "It's so long, so thin, and so hard. It seems like Grandpa Jack beats you a lot."

Tang Xing: "Humph, it depends on whether anyone files a complaint. Especially your father, who complained to me all the time. If I get beaten, your father will bear the main responsibility!"

Tang San covered his forehead and said helplessly: "You peed on my door and wiped your nose on the door handle. It's not bad that my dad didn't do it himself. Are you still there?"

Tang Xingdao: "Your dad was drunk and kicked me for no reason on the road. My face fell to the ground and my nose bleeds, but it's okay. As the saying goes, it's better to untie enemies than to tie them. Today, I'll give your dad a jug of good wine. What happened in the past Just let it pass.”

Tang San glanced at Tang Xing, and then smiled slightly. This naughty kid has grown up and is more sensible than before. He hopes he won't be so naughty in the future.

No, isn't there some urine in the wine?

In a thatched house.

In the corner, there is a shelf made of bamboo. There is a pot on one side of the shelf, and there is a stove under the pot.

On the other side of the shelf, the bamboo slopes downward, and a wine jar is placed at the end.

Tang Xing hugged Tang San's neck: "Did you see it? This is the wine I brewed, you want to take a sip first?

"What is this?" Tang San asked doubtfully.

"Distillation!"

Tang Xing said again: "Forget it, you don't understand even after I tell you. There is some freshly steamed wine in that wine jar. Do you want a sip?"

Tang Xing took a small bowl, filled out some wine and handed it to Tang San: "This room has always been empty. Grandpa Jack will never come over. Otherwise, the wine will definitely not be kept until now, and he will drink it up long ago."

Tang San took a sip and his eyes lit up: "Good wine!"

Tang Xing grabbed the wine bowl: "Little brat, what the hell do you know? Do you know what good wine is? I haven't made it yet. I'll come back tomorrow."

After a while, Tang Xing sent Tang San away.

There seemed to be something plotting in my heart.

[Author's digression]: Author: I have been playing Ace (Peace) recently. There is no Internet in my hometown, so it is slow.