Holy Soul Village.

On the hill to the west, there is a huge rock facing east. At this moment, a six-year-old child sat cross-legged on top of the boulder.

The child's skin is a healthy wheat color, with black hair, and his appearance is ordinary and soft, ordinary but very attractive. A pair of dark eyes stared intently at the morning light in the east.

The next moment, the sun showed a corner in the east, and at this time, the child's eyes widened suddenly, and a faint purple color flashed under his eyes.

When he was young, the child slowly closed his eyes, and soon opened them again, and the purple in his eyes completely faded.

He let out a sigh of relief, and then patted the child lying beside him, "Little Liu, wake up, it's time to go back." ”

The child sleeping beside him whispered softly and woke up.

"You're done, brother......" said the child, rubbing his eyes.

Children are born very delicately, and can even be said to be beautiful.

He has short blue-black hair and a pair of blue-black pupils. The colors are strange, but they are beautiful and bewitching.

Unlike the healthy wheat-colored skin of the child next to him, this child has a fairer complexion.

But there were four or five similarities between the two children's appearances, and they were both dressed in old coarse cloth clothes with many patches.

And these two children are Tang San, and his biological brother, Tang Liu.

"Well, today's practice is over, let's go back to dinner now." Tang San rubbed Tang Liu's head and said, then got up and pulled Tang Liu towards the bottom of the mountain.

Tang San and Tang Liu's home was to the west of the Holy Soul Village, and it was the only blacksmith shop in the entire village.

After returning home, Tang San first went to uncover the pot on the stove, and then filled a bowl of white porridge in each of the three bowls that Tang Liu had brought over.

"Brother, it's too much, I can't finish it, it's better to pour you half of it as before." Tang Liu looked at Tang San and filled himself with a large bowl, and hurriedly said.

Tang Sansheng's hand for porridge paused, and finally nodded helplessly, pouring half of the porridge in Tang Liu's bowl into his own bowl.

"You, you, how thin you have become, don't eat more." Tang San brought the bowl to the table and said.

Tang Liu smiled, "I'll go cut some kimchi." ”

Tang San shook his head, and then walked to a room, intending to ask Tang Hao for dinner.

When the curtain was lifted, there was a smell of wine, but Tang San was accustomed to it. Stepping over countless empty wine bottles, he came to the simple wooden bed, and reached out to shake the middle-aged man lying on the bed with a decadent face, but still tall and strong.

"Dad? Daddy, get up and eat. ”

The man rolled over, slowly opened his eyes and answered.

"Dad, Xiaoliu and I are waiting for you outside." Tang San finally whispered a word, and then walked out of the room.

Outside, Tang Liu had already packed the kimchi, sat on the bench and obediently waited for Tang San to come out.

"Daddy will be out right away." Seeing Tang Liu, Tang San said with a smile.

"Brother, did you say that the trap we set caught any small animals?" Tang Liu asked.

"I don't know, let's go see it later. If you catch it, then there's meat to eat tonight. Tang San said, sitting opposite Tang Liu at the same time.

At this time, Tang Hao also staggered out, sat down, picked up the porridge and poured it down.

"Dad, let's eat some kimchi." Tang San gave Tang Hao a chopstick pickle, "There are still a lot of them in the pot, you can drink them all." ”

Tang Hao let out a faint "um", and after eating the kimchi, he drank the remaining rice porridge in the pot that Tang San had served to him.

Tang Liu looked at it and was very dissatisfied in his heart, so he couldn't help but "hum" lightly.

Tang Liu, like Tang San, is a traverser. The difference is that Tang Liu is from modern China on Earth, and is a high school student who is no more than fifteen years old, whose real name is Tang Yi (liù).

After coming here, he caught up with the mother Ah Yin in this life, and then named Tang Liu Yu Tang Hao.

Originally, Tang Liu had thought about whether to change his name back, but he thought that the pronunciation would be the same anyway, so he didn't bother to change it again.

As a modern high school student, Tang Liu naturally read the classic novel "Douluo Continent", and this is the first online novel he has ever read, which can be regarded as a pit text.

Therefore, Tang Liu, who has crossed over, has a little sympathy and pity for his father Tang Hao, but more importantly, it is still a kind of hatred for iron and steel, of course...... There is also love between loved ones.

Tang Liu, who hated Tang Hao's decadent appearance, never gave Tang Hao a good look when he reached the age to remember.

But for this brother Tang San, Tang Liu is very respectful and caring.

After all, in his previous life, he was very painful and an orphan. Helpless, without relatives and without reason. It took a lot of hard work to get into high school on my own.

"Little Liu, what's wrong?" Tang San heard Tang Liu's snort and asked with concern.

Tang San, who was also an orphan in his previous life, gained two relatives in this life, so he naturally cherished these two family affections very much, even if Tang Hao did not take care of the two brothers after Tang San was able to take care of himself.

"It's fine." Tang Liu shook his head with a smile, then glanced at Tang Hao, took a sip of the porridge in front of him, and snorted softly.

Seeing this, Tang San smiled helplessly again and didn't say anything.

His younger brother didn't like his father, and he was already surprised. It's not that Tang Liu hasn't been mentioned before, but it's useless.

"I'm going to sleep, you can take over the work first, and I'll do it when I wake up in the afternoon." After drinking the porridge, Tang Hao wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said to Tang San, then got up and walked towards the room.

"Daddy." At this time, Tang San hesitated for a moment, and then stopped Tang Hao.

"What's the matter?" Tang Hao turned his head and looked at him impatiently, his voice cold.

Seeing this, Tang San was a little afraid in his heart, and said, "No ......"

Tang Liu, who was watching this scene from the side, was annoyed in his heart, and suddenly felt that the porridge in the bowl was not fragrant, and suddenly got up, stood up and scolded Tang Hao, interrupting Tang San's unfinished words: "Old man, are we your own children?" My brother obviously has something to ask you, why do you look so impatient? As a father, you didn't care about us, and now you can't even talk to you? ”

"Okay, Little Liu, don't say it." Tang San hurriedly persuaded out loud.

"No, brother, leave me alone, I must scold him today!" Tang Liu's handsome little face was full of gloom, and he glared at Tang Hao angrily, with a posture of "If you don't give an explanation, I'll not finish with you today".

At this time, Tang Hao turned around and glanced at him lightly.

But with such a glance, Tang Liu felt an irresistible force fall on him, wanting to press him back to his seat.