Tang Hao shook his head.
He didn't know why he decided to take Ye Feng in.
But the emotion is in place.
His decision just came out of his mouth.
Maybe it's God's will.
"Go back to Holy Soul Village with you?" Ye Feng touched his chin, as if hesitating, "Okay, since you said so, then I will go back to the village with you.
By the way, what's your name? Coming?"
"Tang Hao." Looking at Ye Feng's appearance, Tang Hao felt a little more depressed.
"Tang Hao?" Ye Feng stood up immediately after hearing the name, with a very surprised expression on his face.
Although this was just a simple expression, it made Tang Hao feel a chill in his heart.
Does this kid know my name?
Is he just pretending?
Could it be that Wuhun Palace wants to cause trouble?
Just when Tang Hao was considering whether to kill Ye Feng directly.
Ye Feng continued: "Tang Hao, Tang Ritian, isn't your name too arrogant?
"..." Tang Hao.
Mud horse!
Tang Hao almost spit out the old blood without holding back.
"It doesn't matter.
After all, you are different from me.
Your father gave you your name.
I can't blame you for choosing 'Ritian'." Night Breeze shrugged.
"..." Tang Hao.
"Okay, it's getting late.
Eat the remaining dog meat if you can.
If you can't finish it, pack it away.
Let's go home early.
After all, the wine has been drained.
There's no point in just eating meat.
What do you think? Right, Old Tang?" Ye Feng patted his belly and said.
"Old Tang?" Tang Hao glanced at Ye Feng angrily and said, "I took you in kindly, don't I deserve you to call me Uncle Tang?"
"Old Tang, this is your fault.
I gave you dog meat and drank with you, but you still want to take advantage of my seniority? Don't go too far." Ye Feng looked at Tang Hao seriously and said .
"..." Tang Hao shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, then it's up to you."
Tang Hao was very upset.
He is also a titled Douluo after all.
Just asking you to call me uncle is taking advantage of your seniority?
Are all children today so imprudent?
That is to say, he is relatively salty now.
Otherwise, Ye Feng would have to take lessons.
Let him know why it hurts so much after being hammered!
but.
Although Tang Hao feels that Ye Feng's character is very likable to a certain extent.
But he didn't know that it was a coincidence that he accepted this kid.
Is it right?
He always felt like there was something wrong with Ye Feng.
But I can't tell.
.........
Holy Spirit Village.
It was completely dark by this time.
The lights in most houses in the village have been extinguished.
After all, there are no special entertainment activities in this era other than working hard to create people.
So everyone goes to bed very early on weekdays.
but.
Tang San was still sitting outside Tang Hao's blacksmith shop, waiting for Tang Hao to return, while silently looking at the stars in the sky.
In his pupils, there was an expression that was completely inconsistent with his age.
This habit of sitting alone and stargazing is similar to when Ye Feng first arrived in Hokage.
perhaps.
This is the confusion of being a human being for two lifetimes.
Little effort.
Tang Hao took Ye Feng back to Holy Soul Village.
"Old Tang, your blacksmith shop is really remote.
I guess the business is just average." Ye Feng followed Tang Hao and looked at the blacksmith shop with some lights on in the distance.
"Why does business have to be so easy? Won't blacksmithing waste time?" Tang Hao said casually: "Anyway, it's enough to have enough money to buy wine."
"What you said seems to make sense.
I couldn't agree more."
Ye Feng nodded in agreement.
Life like salted fish is the most fragrant.
If anyone is not convinced, just touch your conscience and ask yourself if it is true!
.........
Tang Hao's blacksmith shop is at the eastern end of Holy Soul Village.
The three mud houses are very special.
Night Breeze would like to call them the simplest houses in Holy Soul Village.
There is a wooden sign hanging on the middle room.
There is a simple image of a hammer engraved on the wooden sign.
It fully represents Tang Hao's identity.
"Dad, you are back.
Have you eaten? I will heat up the porridge in the pot for you."
Tang San saw Tang Hao coming back with a child.
Although I feel a little strange.
But it didn't show anything.
"No need to heat it up, I've already eaten it." Tang Hao glanced at Tang San, put the dog meat wrapped in a few cattail leaf leaves next to Tang San, and ordered: "There is some dog meat here, if you want If you want to eat it now, you can heat it up and eat it directly.
If you don’t want to eat it now, just put it into porridge and eat it together tomorrow.”
"Oh, okay, then I'll cook it into porridge for you to eat tomorrow." Tang San obediently lifted the dog meat up, then glanced at Ye Feng, and asked Tang Hao, "Dad, who is he?"
"He is an orphan and has lost his memory.
He will live in our house temporarily from now on."
After Tang Hao finished speaking, he stopped talking to the two children and returned to his own room.
He didn't know whether he went to bed or something else.
"Come into the house with me.
I'll help you clean up your room first."
Tang San seemed to have become accustomed to Tang Hao's apparent indifference.
He invited Ye Feng into the house with dog meat.
"Okay." Ye Feng walked into the room, looked at Tang San curiously, and asked, "By the way, do you really not want to eat this dog meat? This is what Old Tang left specially for you, otherwise he would have finished it long ago.
"
to be honest.
With Tang Hao's appetite.
Even a whole dog may not be enough for him to eat.
Don't say there are so many left.
In Night Breeze's view.
Tang Hao is too insensitive in terms of emotions.
Especially in terms of the relationship with Tang San.
After all, Tang San's soul is that of an adult, although Tang Hao watched Tang San grow up bit by bit.
But Tang San acted a bit too mature.
Tang Hao, an old straight man with no experience in being a father, had no idea how he and Tang San should handle this awkward father-son relationship.
and so.
The two finally got along like this.
Cold outside, hot inside.
"You said this was specially left for me by dad?"
After Tang San heard Ye Feng's explanation, his expression was slightly startled, and then he suddenly felt a little warm in his heart.
He opened the leaves.
He tore off a small piece of dog meat and put it into his mouth.
Although the dog meat had long been cooled by the night breeze, Tang San felt warm after eating it.
"You only eat this much? Don't you like the taste?" Ye Feng felt a little strange when he saw that Tang San only ate a small piece and then stopped eating.
After all, this is dog meat roasted by himself.
Even if it's cold, it should be delicious, right?
"That's not true, this dog meat is delicious, but I can just give it a try, and leave the rest for dad to go to the bar tomorrow." Tang San said with a faint smile.