Chapter 3 Cultivation
Today, Ye Feng got up very early, he had already gotten up before dawn, as usual, he barely reached the kitchen, made rice for his father, and made some dishes to accompany wine, this kind of life is already accustomed to Ye Feng, who is only four years old, and I don't know how many times I have done it, I only know that my father has been like this since he was sensible.
"Father, the meal has been prepared, and the wine has returned, I will go out to practice first, you can get up and have breakfast." After saying this, Ye Feng ran out on his legs, the plan of the day lies in the morning, not to mention that the current Ye Feng needs the Dongyang Qi in the morning to practice his domineering, which he discovered a year ago, and has been used to this day.
The sun gradually rose, Ye Feng also opened his eyes, looking at the sun rising in the distance, although he missed his brothers very much, but he was finally able to feel the brilliance of his father's love, although his father had never comforted him, but it was still his father, after thinking of this, Ye Feng couldn't help but shed tears, tears shed by a four-year-old boy.
"Those who should come will always come, and those who shouldn't come can't be driven away, it's up to fate!" After a simple self-comfort, Ye Feng got up and began to prepare to go home, this road was already familiar to Ye Feng, and it didn't take long for Ye Feng to return home, looking at the dishes on the table without moving, Ye Feng was inevitably a little disappointed, although his father was like this every time, but he couldn't abandon his father, so he got up every time to cook for his father, but his father took away the wine every time, and never ate a bite of food.
Ye Feng went to his father's room to take a look, but he didn't find anything, presumably his father went out to drink again, Ye Feng sighed a few times, and looked helpless, Ye Feng looked at the dishes on the table, shook his head helplessly, and began to eat, after all, when he was still growing up, in case he was stunted, how could he go to soak in beauties in the future?
"Ye Guhan, Ye Guhan. Someone outside the door called twice, and after Ye Feng heard it, he hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and ran out.
When the white-bearded elder saw Ye Feng, he hugged him and asked gently, "Xiao Feng, do you know where your father went, you told me, and the village chief's grandfather bought you something delicious." “
Hearing this, Ye Feng was thinking in his heart, if I knew where my father went, I wouldn't go to him, besides, why do you adults always use this trick to fool children, and you don't have any sense of innovation at all.
"Grandpa, village chief, I don't know where my father has gone, but when I got up in the morning, I saw him go out with a flask, or you can come in and sit down, maybe he will come back later." Ye Feng said in a childish tone. It's a pity that Ye Feng is a child now, otherwise he would have scolded him a long time ago, what the hell is this.
Ye Feng was in the arms of the village chief, slowly playing with the white beard, Ye Feng always had a question in his heart, that is, there are so many beards, what if he eats, if he sends the beard to his mouth, what will happen. This question has been entangled with Ye Feng for many years, but he has never been able to figure it out.
The village chief carried Ye Feng into the house, looking at everything in the house, his heart was sour, looking at Xiao Yefeng's innocent expression, his heart ached: "Xiao Ye Feng has been difficult for you all these years, look at what your unsuccessful father has brought you into." After speaking, he touched two lines of tears.
"Village elder, I'll teach my son, you don't need to worry about it, if you have something, just say it, please go back if it's okay, I still have to drink." There was a rough voice outside the door, Ye Feng was familiar with this voice, yes, it was the voice of his drunkard father, Ye Feng excitedly broke free from the village chief's arms, ran to his father, and was about to seek his father's hug, but he didn't expect it to be miscalculated, Ye Guhan took Ye Feng's hand and walked in together.
"I don't think you're fine, so please leave our house, so as not to stain the eyes of your village chief. Ye Guhan said angrily, but if it had been someone else, it is estimated that he would have been angry with Ye Guhan's temper, but today he has something to ask for others, so he must be cheeky.
"Hmph, if it weren't for Xiao Yefeng's face, I would have driven you out of the village a long time ago. "But I thought about it again, the tone is wrong, I'm here to ask someone to do something today, "Recently, a few children in the village have reached the age of going to school, and someone will come to check the fighting spirit in their bodies in a few days, but how can you go to school without weapons, so you can do a favor these days, build a few, and I'll get it when the time comes." After speaking, he turned around and left, and did not give Ye Guhan a chance to refuse.
But before he walked out, the village chief turned back again, and after Ye Guhan saw it: "Don't leave yet, will you be satisfied when I refuse you, a group of Alzheimer's, I agreed, you go back, come and get it tomorrow." The village chief who heard this was surprised and angry, pulled a wine jug from his waist, threw it at Ye Guhan, and said, "This is the wine that others invited you to drink, drink and drink, why don't you drink to death." With that, he shook his head and left.
Ye Guhan immediately opened the wine jug, took a sip, and said, "Good wine, good wine, I haven't drunk such good wine for a long time." Ye Feng looked at his father innocently, hey, there is no salvation, the immortals can't save you anymore.
"Feng'er, you go and build weapons for them, I'll go to sleep first, if there's anything you can't do, ask me when I wake up, you can't interrupt my sleep, be careful that I beat you." After Ye Guhan said a word to Ye Feng, he went into the house to sleep, leaving only one Ye Feng, who was not yet cast high.
Ye Feng didn't have a choice, although he had seen his father forge a sword, but it was just an observation, he didn't know it, it was difficult to kill Ye Feng now, but he didn't dare to interrupt his father's sleep, and Ye Feng, who was in a hurry, walked around in the already small hut.
"Forget it, try it reluctantly, my father can let me do it, it means that I can do it myself, otherwise I wouldn't have let such a small body do it. This can be regarded as self-comfort, but these words were heard by Ye Guhan in the house, and Ye Guhan also wiped the tears that flowed from his eyes: "Feng'er is really hard for you, my father is not by your side, I hope you can take care of yourself, I am really not a qualified father, I hope that one day, you can understand my feelings." ”