"After you left, I was alone at home. It was quite boring." Jiang Yuning used a fan to fan herself. She is only 10 years old now, and she needs someone to play with. Unfortunately, she has no talent and cannot be a soul master. , and can't go to school with my sister.
It would be a lie to say that I am not disappointed, it would be a lie to say that I am not ridiculed, and it would be even more false to say that I am not jealous. My sister is born with full soul power, but she can't even practice. How ridiculous...
But it's normal for her to be like this...because neither her parents can.
This is probably fate. She likes her sister very much. If her sister can become a soul master, she actually has a lot of face, right?
Maybe according to this, she can find a good husband in the future.
But it's too early to say this now. Her mother will definitely break her legs if she finds out.
I could only tell my sister quietly that she should keep an eye out for any handsome guys she meets in the future.
Jiang Yu'an's side was peaceful, but Tang San's side was not that good.
Tang Hao didn't want him to go to school. He couldn't understand why...
He couldn't figure out why his father's eyes occasionally looked strange and sad. He couldn't figure out why his father always ignored him.
He thought that all fathers in the world were like this, and he thought that he should be content. After all, it would be nice to have a father, right?
But when he saw the atmosphere of the Jiang family, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. He was really envious.
He seems to have no mother or father...
"What kind of martial spirit are you..." Tang Hao asked in silence for a long time, seeing Tang San lowering his head in sadness.
Tang San stretched out his hand, and Bluesilver Grass floated on his hand.
Tang Hao stared at the grass for a long time before murmuring: "Is it the same as hers..."
Tang Hao opened the curtain, took a bottle of wine and walked into the house.
"Dad... I seem to still have a martial spirit..." Tang San stretched out his left hand, a hammer hanging in his hand.
The moment Tang Hao saw the hammer spirit, he felt his breathing stagnant.
"Haotian Hammer..."
His eyes were red, and the wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground. He walked over fiercely and hugged Tang San into his arms.
"son……"
Tang San's behavior over the years was so different from that of an ordinary child, how could he not be suspicious...
It was just because he was Ah Yin's child that he chose to keep him. This martial soul was telling him that this was his child.
And he has wronged his children for so many years.
"Dad...I can't hold it anymore..."
Tang San was struggling to hold the hammer up. Upon hearing this, Tang Hao quickly let go of him and asked him to put it away.
Tang Hao held Tang San's hand and looked at his son for the first time: "Remember, you can't show the martial spirit in your left hand to others in the future. You must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand. Got it?" ?"
Looking at Tang Hao's expression, Tang San nodded solemnly, he would.
He also probably understood that his mother's martial spirit should be Blue Silver Grass. Yu An said that martial spirits are inherited from his parents.
As the night passed, although the relationship between the two was not very cordial, it had eased a lot compared to the embarrassing and suffocating atmosphere before. At least they looked like a normal father and son.
He also knew that Tang San had a good relationship with the little girl from the Jiang family. He also knew that the Jiang family had helped Tang San a lot, and now he would keep this relationship in his heart.
"Tang San, why did you start blacksmithing?" Jiang Yu'an held his chin depressedly, looking at Tang San who was blacksmithing with a depressed look on his face.
A few days ago, Tang San suddenly said that he could no longer search for medicinal herbs with her. He had to go to blacksmithing in a hurry. Jiang Yu'an thought that Tang San was making excuses not to be her little follower. Unexpectedly, when he came over to see, he was actually blacksmithing. .
"Father asked me to fight, I want to try it." Tang San replied to Jiang Yuan's words while smelting iron.
Tang Hao has not come out of the house since Jiang Yu'an arrived, because Jiang Yu'an is really talkative and is obviously scared to death of him. Even if she can talk to him for a few words, his head is getting big.
That's how Tang San could withstand it and still responded to every word.
"But I'm so bored." Jiang Yu'an sat on the chair and shook his legs.
The snacks in my pocket have been eaten. My sister went back to her parents' house with her mother today. Her mother didn't want to take her to play because she disliked the ink on the road, but Tang San wasn't free yet.
The children in the village only play mud and play house. She is already a 6-year-old cub and cannot be so childish.
"I'll make something for you then."
"What is it?" Jiang Yu'an restlessly wanted to move over to take a look, but Tang San pushed him back.
"Sit there and don't move around. I'll make it for you to play with when the time comes. This is quite hot. Don't get burned."
"Okay." Jiang Yu'an could only sit back and watch Tang San forge.
The result was that he fell asleep with his head tilted.
Jiang's mother had to go out of her way to pick her up.
"Isn't it a shame for you? You're so sleepy that you're sleeping."
Jiang Yu'an subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth and said neatly, "You lied to me, you obviously have nothing."
Jiang's mother rolled her eyes: "You will believe whatever I say. Then when you go to the academy, will you believe whatever others say? Are you still paying for someone else's money after being sold?"
Jiang Yu'an was a little unconvinced. These were obviously two concepts.
But she didn't want to be beaten, so she chose to keep her mouth shut.
"You come back once every semester, right?"
"It seems so, that's what Grandpa Jack said." Jiang Yu'an nodded.
"Then don't bring all the money with you at once. Just pretend it's not safe and just bring ten gold soul coins a semester. Besides, I heard that soul masters can still get money every month from Wuhun Hall." Jiang In just a few sentences, his mother made Jiang Yuan's arrangements clear.
"How do you know that Wuhun Palace can collect money?" Jiang Yu'an raised his head and asked doubtfully. Why do you seem to know better than her?
Jiang's mother gave Jiang Yu'an a sideways glance: "I am your mother. You are going to school, so I have to find out more about it."
"That's right." Jiang Yu'an nodded in agreement again.
"When the time comes, let your father go with you. He will ask for leave and let him take you two to buy daily necessities, okay? Don't let others bully you at school." Jiang's mother patted Jiang Yu'an on the head.
She was also worried. The child was only 6 years old and she had to go to school alone. Although she had Tang San as her companion, they were still just two 6-year-old children. Normally Jiang Yu'an was doing everything in the village, so she was afraid that she would go to school alone. In this way, no one would spoil her.
If Jiang Yu'an knew about it, he would definitely respond to her with an eye-rolling emoticon. She is not a fool. She knew she couldn't afford to offend her and deliberately provoked her. Isn't that a serious illness?
When the day came to go to the academy, Jiang's mother and Jiang Yuning looked at the car driving away, secretly getting wet from behind.
Sometimes it’s nice not to be a soul master, at least you don’t have to leave your parents...
