Douluo: When Tang San’s sister played with idioms

"I seem to have forgotten what I just watched..." Tang Tang spread out on the grass in boredom, feeling the memory images of another world gradually blurring in his mind, not wanting to try hard to recall them.

When she was four years old, she discovered that she could watch the life of a little sister in another world like watching a movie. The bizarre world made it difficult for her to take her eyes away. Unfortunately, she could only watch it from the first perspective of the little sister, and she could see Everything will be forgotten soon, and only a little bit can be remembered.

For example, she remembered that the beautiful sister ended up being thrown away by Che Chuang, and what did that sister look like, a doctor specializing in language?

Anyway, it is very powerful, but what does it have to do with her? Tang Tang turned over in boredom and moved closer to the boy sitting cross-legged next to him.

Beside her, a little boy solemnly took a pose with three flowers gathered on top of his head and closed his eyes seriously for an hour.

"So boring, so boring, so boring..." Tang Tang rolled around nearby, but perfectly avoided the place where the little boy was.

This is all because two years ago, she rolled and bumped the boy's posture, causing the boy to vomit a lot of blood. His face turned pale and he fell to the ground and was taken away by his cheap father who suddenly appeared. Tangtang, who was scolded by his cheap father, came to a realization: The stupid brother at this time cannot be touched.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Tang, who was so bored that he was catching ants and fighting crickets, finally heard the boy's long cry of success.

"Tang Tang, have you been waiting for a long time?" The boy stood up and pulled Tang Tang up, his voice full of apology.

"Well, I've been waiting for a long time..." Tang Tang felt aggrieved and stretched out his hands to the boy, "Brother, I have to carry it."

"Okay, back." Tang San indulged his sister and helped her onto her narrow back, hunching the girl slowly towards the dilapidated home.

"Tangtang, can you let dad eat with us today?" Tang San felt a headache when he thought of the sumptuous meal for the two of them and the bland and thin porridge left alone for dad.

"I don't want it! We are all working to support ourselves at such a young age. Why does my stinky dad lie in bed every day and enjoy the fruits of our labor with peace of mind?"

Tang Tang felt depressed when talking about that unlucky father for some reason, "I made the porridge, brother, you bought the vegetables with money, we repaired and cleaned the house together when it was broken, we also collected firewood together, brother, you even hid the money Buy that lazy guy a drink!”

The more Tang Tang thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but place his arms on his brother's back: "He is a grown man. He eats and sleeps every day. He spends all the money he earns from blacksmithing on expensive wine. He even has holes in his butt." He’s too lazy to mend it, and he’s not ashamed of it! It’s up to me to pull the cloth and mend it for him!”

"Giving him a mouthful of porridge is already very good to him. When can we make some contribution to our family before we can eat it with vegetables!"

Tang San helplessly held his sister on his back to prevent her from falling, "Sister, don't be angry, after all, he is our father."

Tang Tang raised his eyebrows fiercely, but tears quietly fell down his face, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Who in the village has a father like him..." Tang Tang buried his head in wiping his tears, his soft milky voice twitching, "Even the poorest families, their parents are not like rice insects. Waiting for my family to raise a cub who is not even 6 years old... wu wu..."

Tang San patted Tang Tang's thin back guiltily, clumsily comforting her, "It's my brother's fault, please don't talk about this, okay? I will use all the money I saved to buy you candies tomorrow, and I will give you all my money from now on." , stop crying, huh?"

Tang Tang cried for a while, obviously moved by the proposal to hand over his personal money, but after sobbing for a while, he still blushed and said frankly in a low voice: "Forget it, brother, I also hid my pocket money..."

Tang San laughed uncontrollably and strode back, his laughter spreading far.

"Your pocket money? Haha - ahem," he choked with laughter, "are you talking about the pile you hid in the pyre that was almost taken and burned by you, or the one you hid in the cracks of the bed? The pile that the mice stole, or the pile that was hidden in wine bottles and almost sold as scrap? Huh?"

"Hey! Bad brother! Stop talking!" Tang Tang's grievances were washed away immediately, and he was so impatient that he wanted to stop the bad brother's mouth immediately.

The old-fashioned Tang San also became childish and competitive at this moment, laughing and jolting Tang Tang quickly down the hillside.

"Tang San? Mistress! Tangtang! Come here." On the road, an old man with a cane was waiting by the roadside and stopped the two of them.

"Hello, Grandpa Jack!" "Hello, Grandpa Jack." Tang San walked forward with Tang Tang on his back and said hello together.

"Okay, okay, mistress, is your father at home?" Jack looked down at the two precocious children and sighed inwardly.

"Yes, what's the matter with Grandpa Jack?" Tang San slowed down and continued walking while carrying Tang Tang on his back, talking to the village chief's grandfather.

"Three days later, all the six-year-old children in our Holy Soul Village will go to the Wuhun Hall in the center of the village to awaken their souls. I have to go and tell your father that if one of you wins a soul master, he will be honored! "Grandpa Jack said his standard mantra, and his excited look deeply touched the hearts of the two of them.

"Soul master?" Tang Tang's eyes were shining brightly, and he raised his head and asked excitedly, "Grandpa Jack, I heard you say that soul masters all have outstanding martial souls. They can practice and get soul rings to get bonuses, right? Really? Will Wuhun Palace really pay soul masters?"

"Of course it's true." Jack smiled and explained the soul master's system to the two of them along the way, and he was also looking forward to the two of them coming out to take care of the house early.

On the other hand, I was quite disdainful of the drunken man in the dilapidated house in front of me. If it weren't for the fact that he was the only blacksmith in the village, Jack would have driven him out of the village.

"Tang Hao! Tang Hao!" Jack pushed open the wooden door and couldn't help but frown when he saw the sloppy man lying on the bed. He started to wake him up at a loud voice, "Your mistress and Tangtang are already six years old. It’s time to awaken the martial spirit! Go to the martial spirit hall in the center of the village in three days, did you hear me! If you don’t live up to your expectations, don’t drag down the two children!”

"Ha-yawn, what's so good about a soul master? It's better to be a blacksmith in the village." In Old Jack's loud voice, Tang Hao sat up and yawned, and replied casually.

"What's the good thing about being a soul master? As a soul master, at least my two children can go to school and not starve to death! I'm too lazy to tell you more. Xiaosan and Tangtang have to be there for the martial arts awakening in three days!"

Jack, who has always been kind to others, couldn't control his anger when he met Tang Hao, who was not a good person. He reluctantly showed a gentle smile, lowered his head and said to the two carrot heads, "Xiaosan, Tangtang, the martial arts spirit in three days." Wake up and remember to come early. You have to come after the sun turns west. If your father doesn't take you, come here by yourself."

"The awakening of the martial spirit is the first and most important turning point in a person's life. Whether you can get rid of the fate of foraging in the fields in the future depends on the awakening of the martial spirit."

Jack patted their thin shoulders hard, turned around and left.

Tang Tang sent Old Jack to the door of his house before turning around. Without even looking at Tang Hao, who was in the room, he went directly to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the two of them.

Tang Hao frowned and looked at his daughter who had no respect for him, and his displeasure increased.

"Tang Tang, stop." Tang Hao drank Tang Tang coldly.

Tang Tang stopped subconsciously and turned around to see Tang Hao walking towards him.