Lin Feng returned to Blackstone Town, and it was already night.

Around his waist, he just hastily wrapped a grass skirt woven of leaves. Luckily, it was night, and no one noticed it.

Taking advantage of the cover of night, Lin Feng came to the only ready-to-wear shop in the town and bought himself a new set of clothes.

The owner of the ready-to-wear shop looked at the face of the shiny silver coin, and this time it was rare that he did not ridicule Lin Feng.

When he returned to the small blacksmith shop, he still smelled an extremely strong smell of alcohol, and his father Lin Heng had already fallen asleep.

Lin Feng came to the kitchen, skillfully boiled two bowls of porridge, and then brought one bowl to Lin Heng's bed.

"Father, get up and eat something!" Lin Feng called softly.

"Hmm, put it down!" Lin Heng snorted indistinctly, turned over and continued to sleep.

Lin Feng sighed, put the porridge bowl on the table next to the bed, and then exited the room.

After drinking another bowl of porridge quickly, Lin Feng came to the backyard of the blacksmith shop.

The men in Blackstone Town practice boxing one by one, and the backyards of every family are extremely spacious, and Lin Feng's family is no exception.

At this moment, where is Lin Feng still sleepy, what he desires most is to quickly recover his strength.

When the strength is restored, it can get rid of the name of waste. When the strength is restored, no one dares to look down on himself and his father!

Flashing and moving, punching like the wind!

A trace of heaven and earth vitality penetrated into his body, refining his body, making Lin Feng's strength stronger and stronger, and his fists more and more powerful!

There was a faint sweat on his face, but Lin Feng's face was full of excitement, and his eyes were getting brighter and brighter!

Suddenly!

"Roar!" Lin Feng let out a low snort and threw a punch!

The fist wind shook, and on the big trees in the courtyard, pieces of fallen leaves fluttered down.

A faint tiger roar echoed in the small courtyard!

"Haha!" Lin Feng withdrew his fist, a hint of ecstatic smile appeared on his little face.

"Five hundred catties of strength!

"Now even against Wang Hu, you can easily win!"

"That's all for today, let's rest first!" Lin Feng smiled happily.

At this moment, he felt extremely tired.

Practicing boxing is not a day's work, and practicing boxing at night, the speed of absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth is not as good as in the morning. When the sun rises in the east, it is the time when the vitality of heaven and earth is the most abundant in a day, which is also the reason why Lin Feng has always insisted on practicing boxing in the early morning.

Back in the blacksmith shop, Lin Feng came to his father's room again.

The bowl of thick porridge was empty, but Lin Heng was still asleep.

Lin Feng put away the dishes and chopsticks, went to the kitchen to clean them, and then returned to his room.

"It's so sleepy!" Lin Feng lay on the bed and soon fell asleep. There is still a hint of a smile on the immature little face.

A tall figure appeared in Lin Feng's room, it was Lin Heng.

"Feng'er...... Have you recovered?" Lin Heng looked at the sleeping young man, and a happy smile appeared on his cold face.

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In the early morning, the sun was already high and shone on Lin Feng's face through the window lattice.

"Oh no! I've slept!" Lin Feng jumped up from the bed, a look of annoyance appeared on his little face.

Missing the best moment to practice boxing in the early morning was something that Lin Feng couldn't accept at all.

"Huh?" Lin Feng was suddenly stunned.

In the small blacksmith shop, the sound of "jingling" and "dingdong" is echoing......

Lin Feng walked into the shop and saw a tall figure standing by the stove, wielding a sledgehammer with one arm, and the iron on the platform was rapidly changing shape under the sledgehammer.

Although Lin Heng was still drunk and hazy at this time, he didn't look so decadent. There was even a glimmer of brilliance on his face.

"Father!" Lin Feng said respectfully.

"Feng'er, are you awake?" Lin Heng turned his head and smiled warmly, "Let's go eat!"

Lin Feng looked at the dining table in the corner of the room, on which there was a large bowl of thick porridge, a plate of pickles, and two snow-white steamed buns. Thick porridge and steamed buns are steaming at this time.

Lin Feng walked to the table and looked at the food in front of him, with a trace of tears in his eyes.

Since my mother's death, this is the first time my father has cooked for himself, right?

"Feng'er, eat quickly! If you don't eat, it's cold!" Lin Heng waved his sledgehammer and smiled gently.

Lin Feng nodded silently, sat down, picked up the steamed bun and took a bite, picked up a few pickles and put them in his mouth, and chewed them carefully.

Although it is an ordinary steamed bun and pickles, he feels extremely sweet!

Lin Heng didn't speak anymore, just wielded a sledgehammer vigorously, forging the iron weapon in front of him.

Lin Feng finished eating, took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen to clean them, and came to Lin Heng again.

"Father, I can absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi again now! I have recovered! From now on, I am no longer a waste who cannot practice boxing!" Lin Feng clenched his fists and said loudly.

"Well, I know. Lin Heng smiled gently.

"Father, what are you doing today......" After all, it was a boy who was less than fourteen years old, Lin Feng asked.

My father actually started working and made breakfast for himself?

"Hehe! My son of Lin Heng is destined to become a strong man! Feng'er, in half a year, you will have to leave home and go on a roaming alone! I just want you to know that your father is not old and still has the ability to take care of himself. ”

"Feng'er, you just have to concentrate on practicing boxing! You don't have to worry about the things in your future life. Your dad isn't really a waste yet, so it's no problem to feed the two of us. In the future, if you want to see the outside world, you can go with peace of mind, and you don't have to worry about me being left unattended. ”

Looking at his father with a warm smile on his face, Lin Feng had already burst into tears, but the tears did not flow after all.

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Lin Feng left the blacksmith shop and walked along the streets of Blackstone Town, towards the outside of the town. Qingjun's face was full of smiles, and he looked extremely happy.

Suddenly, a wisp of wine fragrance wafted into Lin Feng's nostrils.

Lin Feng paused, turned around and walked into the only wine shop in the town.

"Uncle Zhao, give me two jars of the best bamboo leaf green!"

"Feng'er, it's you!" The owner of the wine shop was a burly middle-aged man, looking at Lin Feng and smiling, "It's a coincidence, I have two cans of 50-year-old bamboo leaves here, and I've been keeping them for your father!"

"Take it! I have good wine here, if your father wants to drink it, just come and get it, and give it all away for free!" The man waved his hand and smiled heartily.

"How can that be done?" Lin Feng said with a smile, "My father won't take advantage of others!"

"You kid, how can you take advantage?" Uncle Zhao glared, "In the entire Black Rock Town, who didn't receive your father's favor back then? Others can forget, but I, Zhao Dahong, will not forget! The men in Black Rock Town don't all have no conscience." What's the point of drinking two cans of good wine? Doesn't your father have to drink that hard-to-drink sweet potato soju?"

"That's right! Uncle Lin is a big hero! The big hero naturally wants to drink the best wine! My family's wine, my father has long said that Uncle Lin can drink as much as you want, but Brother Lin Feng, you have to be so polite!" As soon as the curtain was lifted in the middle of the wine shop, a girl in Tsing Yi walked out, looked at Lin Feng and grinned.

The girl was dressed plainly, but her eyes were extremely smart, and when she smiled, two shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks, which looked indescribably cute.

This girl is Zhao Dahong's daughter Zhao Xue, who is half a year younger than Lin Feng and is Lin Feng's only friend among his peers in Blackstone Town.

Lin Feng's heart warmed slightly, and he smiled: "Uncle Zhao, Zhao Xue, I thank you for your intentions for my father." But I can still afford to pay for this drink. As he spoke, he placed two gold coins on the counter.

These gold coins were left in the inner space of the jade pendant by the little girl Ling'er. Lin Feng is not a hypocritical person, this money is used for the time being, and it will be better to pay back the little girl in the future.

"Let's go, Uncle Zhao!" Lin Feng didn't wait for Zhao Dahong to react, grabbed a wine jar with one hand, and strode out of the wine shop.

"Brother Lin Feng, when are you going to take me to Blackwater City to play, you haven't been with me for a long time!" Zhao Xue chased after him and laughed.

"Later!" Lin Feng replied without replying. He had time to spend with his former friend.

"Oh!" Zhao Xue pouted and walked back disappointed.

"I used to only drink sweet potato soju for my father, and my father should also drink two jars of good wine!" Lin Feng walked towards his home with two jars of wine, thinking in his heart.

"Lin Feng, you stop!" a resentful voice behind him suddenly sounded......

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