"What's the matter?" Tang Tang looked up at his father without fear, and his tone was as cold as a stranger.

"Prepare my meals in the evening." Tang Hao looked down at this little bit, and said it as if he was an order.

Tang Tang sneered, Li didn't want to pay attention to this stupid quell, turned around and left.

Tang Hao frowned, and took her back collar to lift Tang Tang back.

"Answer."

"I don't, it's good to have porridge for you." Tang Tang hung in the air and tried to punch and kick, but he couldn't touch Tang Hao in the slightest, so he had to stop and said angrily.

"Lao Tzu raised you so big, and you were wronged by letting you cook for Lao Tzu?" Tang Hao thought back to his actions in the past few years, and his heart was slightly empty, and his mouth was still cold and hard.

"What did you raise me? Did you give me food or clothed me? Tang Tang sneered and began to shake restlessly again, "Let go, let me go - brother!" ”

Tang San, who had started preparing dinner early in the morning, ran out of the kitchen when he heard the sound, and watched Tang Hao carry Tang Tang Tang high, his heart was full of panic, and he hugged Tang Hao's arm and tried to press it down.

"Dad, don't be angry, put your sister down first, my sister is still young, if you accidentally fall, something will happen."

Tang Hao looked at Tang Tang's fierce eyes, let out a mockery from his throat, and still put her down.

Tang San hugged Tang Tang, who was weak all over, and carefully blocked in front of Tang Hao.

Tang San asked, "Dad, what do you want to ask your sister?" ”

Tang Hao looked at these two faces that looked like Ah Yin vigilantly and embarrassedly, the wound in his heart ached for a while, and his face became colder.

"Ask what? You two little cubs don't call you dad when you eat every day, and you ask me what to ask? ”

Looking at the chill in Tang Hao's eyes, Tang San pursed his lips, and a rare feeling of dissatisfaction rose in his heart.

In the previous life, he was just an orphan, and he longed for family affection in the killer sect but couldn't get it; In this life, although Tang Hao treats him badly, he at least has a relative.

That's what he thought. But there is no harm without contrast.

When the younger sister is working hard for the family, and the father is lying at home with nothing to do; When his younger sister worked hard to save money in order to make a new dress for the three of them in the New Year and add a dish to the family, but his father used all the proceeds of striking iron to buy ale wine, Tang San's heart became more and more unhappy.

He thought it would be enough to have someone who could be called a father.

But when his sister took herself to play with the other children in the village, and when he saw the other children's fathers maintaining and disciplining their respective children, Tang San saw Tang Tang's envious eyes. He suddenly realized that he was also envious.

He wanted a dad, and a good dad.

Tang San lowered his head and didn't look at Tang Hao's expression, and said calmly: "Dad, since we were four years old, you haven't bought us clothes, you haven't cooked a meal for us, my sister and I are plowing a little field at home, we are picking up firewood, we are making clothes, and even the wine you bought has our money." ”

Tang Hao was silent, and the whole person seemed to be woken up by a basin of cold water.

He endured his grief and insisted on taking care of his two children in the first three years, but looking at the eyebrows and eyes of the two children that were more and more similar to his deceased wife, he was like a knife and chose to escape.

He fled with grief and regret for three years, and neglected his two children for three years.

The two almost identical little faces in front of him were also the same strange, Tang Hao's throat choked slightly, as if he saw Ah Yin looking at him so unfamiliarly.

"After eating, junior, you come to me." After Tang Hao finished speaking, he no longer bothered about dinner, and turned around and went back to his room.

Watching Tang Hao return to the room, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and grabbed his sister's hand with concern, looking up and down worriedly.

At the beginning, the courage to confront Tang Hao cooled, and Tang Tang's whole person was soft.

"Woooooooooo......oo Brother...... I hate Daddy! Woo-" Tang Tang threw himself into Tang San's arms, tears surging up.

Tang San hugged his sister tightly, patting her back clumsily and gently, letting his tears wet his few clothes.

"Sugar candy, don't be afraid, although Dad didn't do a good job, he was still very fierce, but he wouldn't beat us, don't be afraid, okay? We haven't eaten dinner yet, and we're going to cook porridge if we cry again - the food hasn't come out yet. ”

Tang Tang's stomach growled, but she hadn't cried enough.

She chose to ask Tang San to lead the cooking.

After a long period of cooperation and the tacit understanding of the twins, the two were completely no different from one person in the kitchen, and they quickly dealt with a dinner.

Leaving a small amount of firewood in the stove to warm the remaining white porridge, Tang San covered Tang Tang with a quilt before coming to Tang Hao's room.

"Dad, do you have anything to do with me? Porridge is left for you in the kitchen. Opening the door, Tang San unexpectedly saw Tang Hao standing by the small window, staring into the distance.

"Coming?" Tang Hao was interrupted from his thoughts, and he didn't have any dissatisfaction, and took Tang San to the forging furnace in the hall, "Come with me, I'll teach you a wrought iron technique." ”

As he spoke, he lit the fire and began to pull up the bellows.

"Cast iron, in fact, is the process of hammering iron with a hammer to remove raw iron impurities. Ordinary blacksmiths will only hammer with all their might, although this can give full play to their strength, but the rebound will also cause a great load on themselves, and if it cannot be relieved, it will greatly shorten the blacksmith's career. ”

At the same time, only brute force is used to beat, and the lack of reasonable guidance will also cause a part of the strength to be lost in the same situation, reducing the efficiency of hammer forging. Come and pull the bellows. ”

After a few simple explanations, Tang Hao sandwiched a piece of pig iron, and with the pull of the bellows, the pig iron was slowly burned red.

Tang Hao took a deep breath and slammed the hammer in his hand.

When the hammer bounced high due to the rebound force, Tang Hao's body also rotated around to unload the force, and when the hammer bounced to the highest point, Tang Hao swung it down again, a hammer was faster than a hammer, a hammer was heavier than a hammer, and the iron quickly became smaller and darker in the strong and uniform percussion.

Tang San's eyes lit up, and the movements in his hands did not stop, staring closely at Tang Hao's movements, trying to carve this method of wrought iron with strength into his heart.

In an instant, the thirty-six hammers were swung out, Tang Hao stood up, his face was not red and he was not panting, the iron in front of him shrank visibly to the naked eye, and almost all the impurities visible to the naked eye were forged and discharged.

"Remember? If you want to do it to my level, practice makes perfect. Practice slowly on your own. After you learn it, if Sugar Candy wants to learn, you can also give it to her. ”

The casting hammer was handed to Tang San, and Tang Hao turned around and went back to the room.

The three days passed quickly, and after breakfast, Tang San led Tang Tang to the Martial Spirit Hall in the center of the village. Of course, the Martial Soul Hall is just a larger wooden house here, which is only used for the awakening of the martial soul.