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Tang San and Tang Fei ran all the way to home Zheng

"Hey, brother, you, you still can't do it."

Tang San gasped and looked at Tang Fei, who was a step slower than him, to get home. Tang Fei pouted and said dissatisfied: "Hmph, if you didn't run first, I would definitely be ahead of you."

Tang San raised his head and stretched his body, squinted at him, and said with a smile: "I don't care, you lose. Now you have two choices in front of you, either to wash yesterday's clothes, or I didn't have to eat breakfast."

Tang Fei's face immediately collapsed when he heard the laundry.

"Ah, I need to wash clothes."

"How about you go cook."

Tang Fei waved his hand, "I don't want it, I'll do the laundry."

After Tang Fei entered the house with a bucket of clothes, he ran out.

Looking at the back of Tang Feijiao who was leaving quickly, Tang San waved his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and the shock in his heart could not be concealed once again on his face.

In the race just now, he ran as hard as he could, even sweating profusely, and he ran a hundred meters first, but when he saw Tang Fei, don’t sweat, he didn’t even breathe. Lose to him in one step.

"Is it because I didn't work hard enough."

With the thought of doubting himself, Tang San began to make breakfast.

"Smelly Tang San knows to bully me."

After washing the clothes, Tang Fei complained and took the washed clothes and walked on the way home. After walking a few steps, he heard someone calling his name behind him.

"Tang Fei, Tang Fei."

Tang Fei turned his head and saw that a crouched grandfather with white hair, a long pale beard, and a thin and short stature was walking towards him slowly.

"Grandpa Jack."

Seeing the old man, Tang Fei put down his clothes and ran to the old man.

Grandpa Jack looked at Tang Fei in front of him, squinted and touched Tang Fei's head.

"Does Tang Fei come out to wash clothes?"

"Yes, where are you going, Grandpa Jack."

Tang Fei lowered his head and pretended to be enjoying himself, but his lowered eyes revealed a strange look.

Jack smiled and said, "I am going to your house."

"Then let's go together, Grandpa Jack."

"it is good."

So Tang Fei held old Jack in one hand and clothes in the other, and walked towards home with Jack smiling.

"Dad, brother, Grandpa Jack is here."

Tang Hao, who was holding a bowl of porridge, and Tang San, who was serving rice, heard the voice of Tang Fei in the distance. At the same time, they raised their heads and looked towards the door of the house. Tang San ran to the door and stood there.

Seeing his younger brother helping Grandpa Jack come home from afar, he hurried forward to say hello to Jack.

"Good grandpa Jack."

"Three good."

Jack also smiled and touched Tang San's head, but he did not see the weird light in his eyes.

Tang San took the clothes in Tang Fei's hand, and the three of them walked to the door of the house.

Seeing his father eating, Tang Fei, who had been tortured by hunger all morning, didn't care about his image. He quickly picked up the bowl and started weighing porridge.

Tang San patted his forehead and looked at Tang Fei who had forgotten everything when he saw what he ate. He sighed helplessly before looking at Jack.

"Sorry, Grandpa Jack, our family just cooked breakfast, do you want to come in and eat together."

Jack also knew the situation in Tang San's house and patted his forehead.

"No, I'm here to find your father."

"What's the matter."

After eating breakfast, Tang Hao yawned and came to the door, squinting at Jack who was only on his chest.

For this drunkard, if he hadn't had two cute, clever and sensible children, he wouldn't bother to answer him.

So Jack coldly snorted, the bravest soul man in the whole continent.

"What can I do if I find you? It will be Martial Soul Awakening Day in a few moments. Sanhe Fei is already six years old. It's time to awaken Martial Soul."

"Oh."

Seeing Tang Hao's careless appearance, Jack couldn't help getting angry.

"Oh, what, look at you like that, there is no such thing as a father, I only know how to drink."

Tang Hao drew his ears, listened to Jack's endless words, took a sip from the hip flask.

Seeing Tang Hao's trash appearance, Jack sighed and said fiercely: "Forget it, I don't bother with people like you. After a few moments, I don't count on you anymore. I'll take three in person and fly to awaken. Wuhun."

After that, he left angrily.

"Grandpa Jack, go slowly."

"You can also walk slowly"

Tang Hao looked at Tang Fei who was eating a big mouthful of food and the well-behaved Tang San standing beside him. After drinking another sip, he said to Tang San.

"Three, what work you take, I am doing it at noon, I will go to sleep for a while."

When he was about to go back to the room to rest, Tang San stopped him.

"Dad, can you give me that piece of iron."

Tang San pointed to the iron block placed in the corner of the hall, facing Tang Hao.

"Why, do you want to be a blacksmith too."

"Yes, Dad, if I learn how to strike iron, I can also fill the family with some household."

Tang Hao glanced at Tang San, walked to his side, dragged a somewhat worn wooden chair from under the table, sat on it, looked at Tang San's eyes with a serious face and asked, "Three, I ask you. , What kind of blacksmith can be considered the best blacksmith."