Douluo: I didn’t want to become a god, but I actually became a god

They all knew that this time was unlucky. A stubborn and tenacious brat like Tang San wouldn't want them to see his fragility.

Simply after Old Jack went out and walked away, Yu Yuyi, who was good at comforting people, stayed alone to comfort Tang San, while the other two people who were a little confused and didn't know what to do stayed outside the door.

Xiao Wu sat on the stone steps in front of the door, holding her face in her hands, watching the birds flying across the sky from a distance.

"Master, when do you think Xiaosan's father will come back? This is obviously his home, isn't it?"

Yu Xiaogang was silent. He might have some ideas about why Tang Hao left.

After all, for people of their time, those events were not far behind.

With such deep-seated hatred, Yu Xiaogang also thought that if he were Tang Hao, it would be rare to be able to raise Tang San to such a big age.

But even so.

Even if Yu Xiaogang understands Tang Hao's experience so well, he can still think from his perspective as to why he left...

Yu Xiaogang still couldn't accept it.

Because his disciple, Tang San, was still such a young child.

Especially since his adopted daughter was at the same age, as a father, he couldn't bear to leave behind a child who was still immature and fearful of the unknown.

After all, Yu Xiaogang can understand Tang Hao.

But there is a difference between closeness and distance, and he pities his young disciple Tang San even more.

Yu Xiaogang took a long time to respond: "Maybe everyone has something they have to do, and Tang San's father should be the same."

"Then will he come back?"

"I will definitely come back, because Tang San is his child."

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After calming down, Tang San couldn't tell anything except that his eyes were a little red.

Yu Yuyi took a look at him, then stopped looking. Instead, she rubbed her neck, which had been scratched by the furry head. She felt some strange feelings but did not dare to move and change positions before.

"Feel sorry."

Hearing this apology, Yu Yuyi awkwardly moved her peripheral vision away from Tang San and muttered in a low voice: "You didn't do anything that needed to be apologized for... Do you feel better?"

Hearing these words, Tang San's previously gloomy eyes became troubled again. Looking at the shy and red ears of the girl, he obediently agreed, "...Hmm."

"Next, if you plan to live here until school starts, we have to clean your house."

Yu Yuyi stood on tiptoe, trying to see the cleaning tools that she didn't know where to put.

Unfortunately, she couldn't see the high places, and she couldn't tell the difference between the low places where things were crowded.

If you really want to look for it, the first thing you should do is sort the messy things on the ground into their proper places.

Yu Yuyi muttered, squatted down, picked up a few nearby items, and looked around where to put them...

Tang San did not refuse Yu Yuyi's help, but pointed to a few baskets and cabinets where sundries were placed, and began to squat down to clean them up himself.

After a while.

Xiao Wu, who had not heard any movement, quietly opened the door.

Through the crack in the door, she didn't see the figures of Tang San and Yu Yuyi, so she pushed away softly.

Wooden doors that have not been repaired for a long time are prone to swelling due to weather and environment, and will inevitably make a squeaking sound when pushed.

Yu Yuyi was closer to the door and waved to Xiao Wu who poked her little head out from behind the door.

Seeing Yu Yuyi's movements, Xiao Wu raised her head and walked in cautiously. Her eyes first fell on Tang San, who had been silent and just cleaning up the debris on the floor.

Pointing, he silently asked Yu Yuyi.

Yu Yuyi waved her hand and asked Xiao Wu to help sort the debris on the ground and put them in one place. She took out a gourd, water gourd and a wooden basin from where she had just packed them.

I scooped some water from the water tank outside the house, then used the cloth towels that Tang San mentioned earlier, soaked them in the water, wet them and wrung them out, and wiped the tables, chairs, and cupboards bit by bit.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to come in to help, but first he saw that the three children looked respectable, and he was worried that Tang San would pretend to be strong in front of adults, which was not conducive to calming his mood.

In the end, he had no choice but to go out and walk to the village to see if there was any food for sale, so that he could fill the bellies of the children.

It didn't take too long to clean the entire house.

Tang San also seemed to accept the fact that his father left in the quiet atmosphere.

Xiao Wu, who had nothing to do, began to yawn as the excitement of getting up early subsided. Yu Yuyi did the same and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

But they still didn't want to rest. Instead, they leaned on each other and sat on the stone steps in front of the door with Tang San, quietly watching the smoke rising from the village.

Sunset dusk.

The shadows of the three people were stretched out until they reached the bottom of the steps. The figures overlapped with those of the returning people.

That was Yu Xiaogang who had gone to the village to buy food with the villagers.

When Yu Yuyi saw that her father was back, she tried to open her sleepy eyes. She was about to call out to Yu Xiaogang, but she thought that her little friend had not seen her father today, so she closed her open mouth again.

Only his curved eyebrows were revealed, and he silently called Yu Xiaogang daddy.

Yu Xiaogang came back with food, rubbed his head at Tang San who was still holding the foundry hammer and missing his father, and then handed the food in his hand to the other two children.

Xiao Wu and Yiyi took the food wisely, leaving space for their master and apprentice.

"Teacher, I'm sorry."

It was not Yu Xiaogang who spoke first, but the boy who had been silent for almost a day.

Yu Xiaogang didn't say anything, he just put his big and generous hands on the boy's head. He knew that what the boy needed now was just an audience, not so-called comfort.

"I thought my father, whom I hadn't seen for almost a year, would be waiting for me to come back at home, but he left without ever meeting me. I'm sorry for asking you, Yiyi and Xiaowu to come all the way here."

"Xiaosan, this is not your fault."

Yu Xiaogang consoled him: "I knew who your father was when I met your second martial soul. If it was him, then there must be a reason why he had to leave."

"Isn't my father an ordinary blacksmith?"

Having said that, Tang San had already had doubts about this. When he was shouted at the 'Chaos Cloak Hammering Technique' in the blacksmith shop, he already had doubts about his father's status as an ordinary blacksmith.

But no matter what his father's status was, Tang San felt it didn't matter, because to him, Tang Hao was just his father.

It's just that the confusion in his heart always wants to find an answer, and now Tang San doesn't know if Yu Xiaogang is the person who can tell him the answer.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head, "Xiaosan, your father's identity is not simple, and similarly, the things he carries are not simple either. Since he never told you, I hope you will not be involved, and I hope you can grow up well. Be big and strong.”

He paused for a moment, watching Tang San look directly into his eyes and tell the cruel truth.

"Even if I tell you now, you can't help your father, and you will even become his weakness. So, Xiaosan, the only thing you can do now is to be as strong as possible."

"Strengthen myself?"

Tang San murmured that he also heard this sentence from Yu Yuyi's mouth. That time it was because he felt guilty that Yu Yuyi's injury was caused by him. Now this time it is also because he is not strong enough to know more about his father.

Yu Xiaogang lowered his eyes and looked into the distance, "In the final analysis, Douluo Continent is still a place where the weak eat the strong. Strength is the foundation of everything, and my past was because I was not strong enough..."

Yu Xiaogang thought of all the criticisms he had suffered because of his weak martial soul, and everyone rolled their eyes. He took a deep breath, stood up and prepared to enter the house.

"Little San, get stronger. I don't want you to face the situation I have suffered when you are not strong enough."