Sword Three + Douluo Brilliance

Tang Yin and Tang San lived in the west side of Shenghun Village.At the head of the village, the three adobe houses can be said to be the crudest in the whole village.On the large roof in the middle, there is a wooden sign with a diameter of about one meter, with a simple hammer painted on it. The broadest representative meaning of a hammer in this world refers to a blacksmith.

That's right, the brothers' father, Tang Hao, was a blacksmith.The only ironworker in the village.

in this world.Blacksmithing can be said to be one of the most humble professions.For some special reason, none of the world's top weapons are forged by blacksmiths.

However, as the only blacksmith in this village, Tang San's family shouldn't be so poor, but.That meager income is mostly...

As soon as you enter the house.Tang Yin and Tang San could already smell the tangy aroma of rice, it wasn't Tang Hao making breakfast for them, but Tang Yin cooking for his younger brother and father.

From the age of four.When Tang Yin's height was not enough to reach the stove, the task of cooking was already his daily work.Even if you have to step on a stool to get to the stove.

It wasn't that Tang Hao asked him to do this, but because he didn't.The two of them hardly had enough time to eat.

In fact, Tang San also embarrassingly snatched Tang Yin's job, but to be honest, it was the same simple meal, but Tang Yin made much more delicious food than Tang San, so Tang San had to help Tang Yin later. The silver fight started.

When he came to the stove, he stepped on the wooden stool skillfully.Lift the lid of the large iron pot.The tangy aroma of rice came, and the porridge in the pot was already overcooked.

Every day before going up the mountain.Tang Yin will put the rice in the pot.Get the firewood ready.When he came back, the porridge was ready.

Picking up the three bowls beside the stove that had been damaged with more than ten gaps, Tang Yin carefully filled the three bowls of porridge.Putting it on the table behind him, the rice grains in the porridge can be counted at a glance, for Tang Yin Tang San who is in the long body, this little nutrition is obviously not enough.This is why their bodies are so thin.

"Father. It's time to eat." Tang San called.

After a while, the curtain of the inner door was raised.A tall figure walked out with somewhat staggering steps.

It was a middle-aged man.It looks like it is close to 50 years old.But his figure is very tall and burly, but his dress is not flattering.

The torn robe was worn on the body, without even patches on it, revealing the bronze-colored skin underneath, but the originally decent facial features were covered with a layer of waxy yellow, with sleepy eyes and messy hair like a bird's nest. The beard on his face had not been tidied up for countless days, his eyes were dull and dim, and even though it had been a night, the smell of alcohol on his body still made the two of them frown.

This is Tang Hao, Tang Yin and Tang San's father in this world.

Regardless of past and present lives, Tang Yin and Tang San don't know what fatherly love is.Both of them were orphans in the previous life, but in this life, Tang Hao never cared about them.At the beginning, I would cook some food for them.But over time.When Tang Yin started to take the initiative to cook, Tang Hao didn't care about anything. The family was so poor that they didn't even have a decent table and chairs.Eating is also a problem, the main reason is that Tang Hao traded his meager income as a subway carpenter for wine.

For a child who is as old as Tang Yin and Tang San, his father is usually around 30 years old.Marry early even before the age of 30.But Tang Hao looked much older than them.On the contrary, he looks like the grandfather of the two brothers.

Regarding Tang Hao's attitude, Tang Yin and Tang San never held any grudges. In the previous life, they were all orphans. In this life, even though Tang Hao treated them badly.But at least there is a father.For Tang Yin and Tang San.This has made them very satisfied.At least, here's someone to call him Dad.

Tang Hao grabbed the bowl on the table, not afraid of being scalded, and poured the porridge into his belly with big gulps.Only then did the dark yellow complexion look a little more shiny.

"Dad, drink slowly. There is more." Tang Yin took the bowl from his father.Serve him another bowl of porridge.He also picked up the porridge bowl and drank it.

When he was in Tangmen, Tang San never left there, and he rarely had contact with outside affairs.It was like a blank sheet of paper, but it came to this world.Be a kid again.There is nothing unacceptable.

Although Tang Yin didn't accept it very much, the disciples of Tangjiabao's inner sect were all one-on-one killers, and it was their instinct to pretend, which didn't make Tang Hao, a father who had never cared about his children, see anything.

But speaking of it, I'm really not used to not having the masks of Tangjiabao people. I knew that Tangjiabao's disciples would wear masks from a very young age. After wearing masks, only their closest companions will be lucky enough to see them. their true colors.And now... Tang Yin said that he was really just not used to it, and it wasn't because Tang San could see his true face almost all the time!

Soon, [-]% to [-]% of the pot of porridge entered Tang Hao's stomach, he took a long breath, and put the bowl on the table.The drooping eyelids opened a little, looking at Tang Yin and Tang San.

"If you have work, take it first. I'll do it in the afternoon. I'll go to sleep for a while."

Tang Hao's work and rest habits are very regular, and he sleeps in the morning.Build some farming tools in the afternoon.As income, drink at night.

"Okay, Dad." The two said in unison.

Tang Hao stood up.After drinking a lot of porridge, his body finally stopped shaking.Go inside.

"Father." Tang San called out suddenly.

Tang Hao stood still.Turned to look at him.There was obviously a little more impatience between the brows.

Tang San pointed to a piece of raw iron in the corner with a layer of faint bird light: "Can this piece of iron be used for me?" In his previous life, he was the most outstanding outer disciple of Tang Sect, very familiar with making all kinds of hidden weapons, of course.At that time, all kinds of materials were provided by Tangmen.After arriving in this world, although he has practiced for several years.But his strength is still far from enough. At the same time, he never thought of letting go of his best hidden weapon manufacturing.He has already begun to try to forge some hidden weapons.But materials have become a big problem.

The metal Tang Hao used to make farm tools was all sent by the villagers.They are all iron with many impurities.It's hard to make a sophisticated hidden weapon, and the piece of pig iron that Tang San pointed to was just delivered yesterday.To Tang San's surprise.This piece of iron ore actually contains a certain amount of iron ore.It is perfect for making hidden weapons.

Tang Hao's eyes shifted to the pig iron. "Huh, is there iron essence in here?" Walked over and looked down, then turned to look at Tang San, "Do you want to be a blacksmith in the future?"

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Bookmark it~~~ It’s rare for me to write a fandom properly—well, it’s actually because I used a notebook to write it, and it’s quite painful without the original text comparison. With the original text comparison, it’s impossible for me to copy down such a long novel... ...Actually, I'm lazy... But now I use my mobile phone to update, and the built-in editing function in the mobile phone is cool O(∩_∩)O, so I should insist on finishing writing... right...

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