It is said that the children of the poor are in charge of the house early, but in fact, it is not true, and the children without a mother are also in charge of the house early.

Little carefree, she was brought up by her father.

What if she didn't have a mother, her father still pulled her up with a handful of and urine, even if it was difficult, she and her father still survived.

But her father is a man, don't look at people, but he doesn't know anything about many things, unlike Wang Xiaoya's mother-in-law who can make beautiful new clothes, not like Liu Dani's grandmother who can comb beautiful pigtails, not to mention Zhang Tongfang's sister who can cook delicious meals.

She inevitably sometimes envies, but never speaks.

There was no way, because she heard her father say that he used to be a scholar, the kind that was useless except for dying and studying, and his family was quite generous at that time, and he had someone to do everything for him. But the good times are hard, the demons are in turmoil, and his house is also destroyed, leaving him alone as a seedling.

What do you expect from this kind of scholar?

Later, her father made up his mind to learn martial arts and practice qi, and when he had no money, he set up a stall to write letters or copy genealogies for large families in exchange for some rice and noodles, and it was then that he met her mother by chance.

The two supported each other, her father's cultivation was getting higher and higher, and her mother was finally pregnant with her.

Otherwise, the good times are hard to last, her mother happened to encounter a demon when she gave birth to her, although she was rescued by her father who arrived in time, but the fright she encountered was not something that such a weak woman could afford, and she died before she survived until the next day.

Leaving the father and daughter to rely on each other.

Don't look at Xiao Wuwu's young age, but she started to be a family as early as she can remember.

Daddy can't cook, she can! Cook a small half pot of porridge, steam two bowls of rice, and serve it with dried radish smeared with salt, can't she chew it vigorously?

Daddy won't braid her, she can do it herself! She doesn't need a lot of complicated tricks, just grab a rope casually, and it won't be loose anyway.

As for the clothes, it's better to say, the clothes left by the mother are cut shorter, and I'm not afraid of being lenient.

Daddy often goes out again, and almost every time he comes back, he gets embarrassed, and although he occasionally comes back with some money, he always lives an unusually poor life, and she has to be more sensible.

Two days ago, I heard people on the street say that there was a master named Qiu Tingyun who died in the state capital, she didn't care if she was a master or not, she thought it was the same name and surname at first, but after asking a lot of people, it was confirmed that it was indeed her father, because that Qiu Tingyun also had a flame knife, and she took the word flame from the flame.

If you die, you will die, and my father often says that people are inherently dead, either heavier than the mountain, or lighter than chicken feathers, and it is good to die as it deserves. She doesn't know how important it is for people to die, but if she thinks that what can make her father risk his life to do is a worthy death for him, right?

But my father's body always had to be brought back, so I took the rest of the family's money to the garment shop in the city, changed into a well-fitting white dress, and remembered that I had seen someone in the city at a funeral with a white cloth tied to his head, so he ripped off a piece of iron from the hem of the clothes and tied it on his head.

I didn't know that she couldn't even get out of the city.

"Dangdang... Dangdang..."

The little hammer is very energetic, this is a small job of her Zhang Luo, the city is full of blacksmiths, she naturally has a mind under the influence of her ears and eyes, if she can build a good knife out, can she supplement the family?

I don't know if her father had the same idea at the beginning, so he built such a dilapidated but obviously once inhabited by a blacksmith in this city.

“... Change to a big steamed bun..."

Different from the fun in the past, Xiao Wuwu who struck iron this time was particularly serious, perhaps because the rest of the family money was used by her to change clothes, or maybe she realized that her father was no longer there, and no one sheltered her from the wind and rain.

"Tuk Tuk"

Xiao Wuwu's hand moved, and he couldn't help but look at the courtyard door, and vaguely saw the figure outside the door through the door panel full of sparse cracks.

A woman dressed in plain clothes, with a white gauze hat on her head, seemed to be carrying something behind her back.

Beside her was a rare white-haired donkey, and the white-haired donkey was laughing faintly?

On the back of the donkey sat a man, much younger and better looking than her father, and his eyes looked familiar, like ......

"Is anyone home?"

It was the woman's voice, and it sounded very pleasant.

But isn't this knowingly asking, she has seen them, they won't see her?

pouted, Xiao Wuwu threw the small hammer to the ground, and said weakly: "It's coming..."

Pulling open the latch, revealing half of his little face, he asked hesitantly, "Who are you looking for?"

Hua Ning couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, could she have found the wrong person? This little girl's father is obviously at home, so he must not be the daughter of his predecessors. So he turned his head to look at Luo Buyi, but found that he was secretly laughing at her, and he inevitably frowned, what does this mean?

Seeing Hua Ning's doubts, Luo Buyi didn't plan to explain, lightly clamped Ryoma's abdomen, let him step forward slowly, and said to Xiao Wuwu: "We're looking for you." Do you know this thing?" he said, showing her the piece of iron in his sleeve.

"Ahh

Hua Ning knew that the two of them were not looking for the wrong person, but that little carefree was too clever, and she was afraid that the two of them were bad people, so she pretended that her father was at home, and wanted to let the two of them retreat.

"Come in!"

Xiao Wuwu opened the door and let the two of them in, and then covered the courtyard door, but his eyes were always staring at the iron piece in Luo Buyi's hand.

Hua Ning helped Luo Buyi down from the back of the dragon horse, and found a clean stone anvil in the courtyard for Luo Buyi to sit down.

"Where's my father?" asked Xiao Wuwu as he walked up to the two of them, and although he already knew the news, he still had some illusions.

Luo Buyi didn't answer her anything, just looked at the iron bar that Xiao Wuwu had forged with a hammer before and said, "How long have you been fighting?"

Xiao Wuwu didn't understand why Luo Buyi, who spoke like an old man, asked this, but subconsciously replied: "Two years..."

Hua Ning looked at Xiao Wuwu quite unexpectedly, judging from his age, it seems that he has just started to do it since he can remember, and he doesn't know if Xiao Wuwu can carry a hammer at that time.

"Where's my daddy? is he real?" Xiao Wuwu pouted and wanted to cry.

Luo Buyi still didn't say much, but the piece of iron that he had been holding tightly in his hand was let go by him.

"Snort"

Flames rose from the iron sheet, and Luo Buyi's two fingers were almost scorched, but a puff of white smoke rose from the skin.

"Ah, Liyan!" Xiao Wuwu did not look afraid, but a look of surprise flashed on his face, and he held it in his hand. Fortunately, the iron piece, the flame knife is also quite interesting, although the flame is rising, it does not hurt Xiao Wuwu in the slightest.

Luo Buyi and Hua Ning glanced at each other, and a hint of discoloration flashed in their eyes.

In fact, the old master has passed away, this flame knife can be said to be ownerless, it could have left on its own to find the new master, but it has not done so, now it seems that it is remembering the little worry-free, or rather, it wants to recognize the small worry-free.

Maybe this is exactly what Qiu Tingyun is looking forward to, wanting to let the Flame Knife continue to protect Xiao Wuwu instead of him.

"After the war, the ancestors of Qiu have turned into sparks and dissipated in the heavens and the earth, but their heroic appearance will always remain in the hearts of the world. ”

For a long time, Hua Ning Cai Luo was not easy to answer Xiao Wuwu's question, and tried his best to avoid arousing Xiao Wuwu's emotions, after all, such news was too cruel for a little girl, even if she had already heard of the death of her predecessor.

However, no one expected Xiao Wuwu's reaction.

"Daddy is really dead! Fortunately, he must have gone to find his mother, it's really enviable..."

Xiao Wuwu's movements paused, and she lowered her head and played with the flame knife, so that people couldn't see what expression she had on her face.

Hua Ning touched Xiao Wuwu's messy braids, put the filial piety belt behind her head for her, and said, "What are the plans of the little girl in the future?"

"No, no, no, no!"

Before Hua Ning's words were finished, Xiao Wuwu's head shook like the rattle she liked to play with when she was a child, and then her little head was raised, and she said: "I have more plans in the future, I want to be the best blacksmith in the Divine Soldier City, I want to earn the most silver taels, I also want to be a big master like my father, I can kill demons, help the world and save people, when... No. 1 in the day!"

Luo Buyi glanced at Xiao Wuwu with a little surprise, and then shook his head lightly at Hua Ning, who was not willing to die, and said, "You have such ambitions at such a young age?"

Xiao Wuwu smiled when he heard this, and said: "Daddy said that if you are born like an ant, you must have the ambition of a bird, and your life is as thin as paper and you must have an unyielding heart." ”

"Haha... Ahem..."

Luo Buyi laughed heartily when he heard this, but because the action was too big, he caused the injury, and he couldn't help coughing violently, which provoked Hua Ning to hurriedly hug him and pat his vest for him to stabilize the injury.

Seeing that Luo Buyi laughed at her words and caused the injury, Xiao Wuwu pouted: "What's so funny......"

"It's not funny, it's admirable. Hua Ning looked at Xiao Wuwu's immature cheeks and recalled that she was still being knocked on the palm of her hand with a ring ruler by the old master Wang at her age, but Xiao Wuwu already had her own ideas and was independent.

Xiao Wuwu was so embarrassed by Hua Ning's words that his face was red, but he insisted on holding his head high, but his eyes glanced at Luo Buyi from time to time.

"Well, can you lend me a few copper plates? There is not much food left at home, I want to make a bowl of porridge to entertain you..."

"Of course you can!" Hua Ning said as she took out half a piece of broken silver from her money bag and handed it to Xiao Wuwu, and said to him, "We are waiting to drink the porridge you made!"

Xiao Wuwu took the broken silver and jumped open the courtyard door and ran out, shouting as he ran: "Wait for me!"

"Let's go!"

"......"

"She's not going to go with us. ”

"Yes, then I'll leave a book for ......"

......

When Xiao Wuwu happily returned with half a bag of rice, the courtyard was empty.

"I knew..."

With a pout, he washed the rice and put it in the pot, lit the little firewood left with a flame knife, and stood by the stove.

"Revenge, revenge, don't worry, I want to avenge my father, eat first, then practice knives, and when I grow up, I will kill the big demon......"

A childish voice, but unexpectedly firm.

And the two figures outside the wall left with peace of mind, and the sound of hooves clicked, and they gradually walked away.