Douluo: When Tang San's sister plays idioms

Chapter 1 Holy Soul Village

"I seem to have forgotten what I just watched..." Tang Tang spread out on the grass boredly, feeling the gradually blurred memories of other worlds in his mind, and didn't want to bother to recall them.

When she was four years old, she discovered that she could watch the life of a young lady in another world like watching a movie. She couldn't take her eyes off the grotesque world. Unfortunately, now she can only watch it from the young lady's first perspective, and after watching it, she will soon forget it, and only remember a little bit.

For example, she remembered that the beautiful sister ended up being killed by Che Chuangfei, and what does that sister seem to be, a doctor who specializes in language?
Anyway, it's very powerful, but what does it have to do with her?Tang Tang turned over in boredom, and got a little closer to the boy sitting cross-legged next to him.

Beside her, a little boy solemnly made a three-flowered posture, closed his eyes and maintained it for an hour.

"It's so boring, so boring, so boring..." Tang Tang rolled around, but perfectly avoided the place where the little boy was.

This is all because two years ago, she rolled and twisted the boy's posture, causing the boy to vomit a few mouthfuls of blood, and fell to the ground with a pale face and was taken away by the cheap father who suddenly appeared.Tang Tang, who was scolded by the cheap father, had a realization: at this time, the silly brother can't touch it.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Tang, who was already bored enough to catch ants and crickets, finally heard the boy's long cry of finishing his work.

"Tang Tang, have you been waiting for a long time?" The boy stood up and pulled Tang Tang up, his voice full of apology.

"Well, I've been waiting for a long time..." Tang Tang was wronged, and stretched out his hands to the boy, "Brother, I have to recite."

"Okay, back." Tang San indulged in helping his younger sister onto his not-so-broad back, hunching the girl slowly towards that dilapidated home.

"Tangtang, can you let Dad eat with us today?" Tang San felt a headache when he thought of the sumptuous meal for the two of them and the bland and thin porridge left for Dad alone.

"I don't want it! We are self-reliant to support ourselves at such a young age, why should the smelly father lie on the bed every day and enjoy the fruits of our labor with peace of mind?"

Tang Tang didn't know why when he talked about the bad luck father, he felt depressed, "I made the porridge, brother you bought the food with money, we repaired and cleaned the house together when it broke down, we picked firewood together, brother, you even hid money to buy wine for that lazy man!"

Tang Tang became more and more angry as he thought about it, and couldn't help but put his hips on his brother's back: "He is a big man, he eats and sleeps every day, and the money he earns from blacksmithing is used to buy expensive wine, and he doesn't even bother to mend the hole on his buttocks. I don't think it's shameful! I went to tear the cloth to mend it for him!"

"Giving him a mouthful of porridge is already very good for him. When can you make some contributions to our family before you can eat it!"

Tang San helplessly supported his younger sister on his back to prevent her from falling, "My younger sister is not angry, after all he is our father."

Tang Tang raised her eyebrows fiercely, but tears fell quietly on her face, feeling wronged.

"Who's father in the village is like him..." Tang Tang wiped her tears with her head buried in her eyes, and her soft milk voice twitched, "Even in the poorest families, their parents will not be like rice worms, waiting for their own cubs who are not even 6 years old to raise... woo..."

Tang San patted Tang Tang's skinny back guiltily, and comforted her clumsily, "It's my brother's fault, don't talk about it, okay? My brother will take all the money I saved tomorrow to buy candy for you, and I will give you all my brother's money in the future. Don't cry, huh?"

Tang Tang cried for a while, obviously moved by the proposal of handing over the private money, but sobbing for a while, she still blushed and whispered frankly: "Forget it, brother, I have hidden pocket money myself..."

Tang San couldn't help laughing, striding back, the laughter spread far away.

"Your pocket money? Haha—cough cough," he choked with laughter, "You mean the pile you hid in the firewood and almost got burned by you, or the pile hidden in the crack of the bed that was stolen by mice, or the pile hidden in the wine bottle that was almost sold as scrap? Huh?"

"Hey! Smelly brother! Don't say it!" Tang Tang's grievance was washed away in a flash, and he was so impatient that he wanted to block the bad brother's mouth immediately.

The old-fashioned Tang San also became naive and competitive at this moment, laughing and bumping Tang Tang quickly rushed down the hillside.

"Tang San? Little San! Tangtang! Come here." On the main road, an old man on crutches was waiting by the side of the road, calling to stop the two of them.

"Hello, Grandpa Jack!" "Hello, Grandpa Jack." Tang San walked up to Tang Tang with Tang Tang on his back, and said hello together.

"Okay, little San, is your father at home?" Jack looked down at the two precocious children and sighed inwardly.

"Yes, what's the matter with Grandpa Jack?" Tang San carried Tang Tang on his back and continued walking at a slower pace while talking to Grandpa the village head.

"Three days later, all the six-year-old children in our Holy Soul Village will go to the Wuhun Hall in the center of the village to awaken their spirits. I have to tell your father that if a spirit master emerges from among you, it will be a great honor!" Grandpa Jack said his standard mantra, and his excited look deeply touched the hearts of the two of them.

"Soul master?" Tang Tang raised his head and asked excitedly with bright eyes, "Grandpa Jack, I heard from you that all soul masters have excellent martial spirits, can practice, and can also get soul rings to get bonuses. Is it true? Will Wuhun Temple really give money to soul masters?"

"Of course it's true." With a smile on his face, Jack talked about the soul master's system with the two of them all the way, and he also had expectations in his heart for the two who came out early to take care of the family.

On the contrary, I really don't like the drunken man in the dilapidated house in front of me.If it weren't for the fact that he was the only blacksmith in the village, Jack would have driven him out of the village long ago.

"Tang Hao! Tang——Hao!" Jack pushed open the wooden door and couldn't help frowning when he saw the slovenly man lying on the bed. He raised his voice and started to wake him up, "Your mistress and Tangtang are already six years old, and they can go to awaken their spirits! Go to the spirit hall in the center of the village in three days, do you hear me! Don't let yourself down, don't drag the two children down!"

"Ha-oh, what's so good about a soul master? It's better to be a blacksmith in the village." In Old Jack's loud voice, Tang Hao yawned and sat up, and replied casually.

"What's so good about being a soul master? Being a soul master at least two children can go to school and not starve to death! I'm too lazy to tell you, the martial soul awakening in three days, Xiaosan and Tangtang must be there!"

Jack, who has always been kind to others, couldn't control his anger when he met Tang Hao, who didn't eat oil and salt. He barely showed a gentle smile, lowered his head and said to the two radish heads, "Little San, Tangtang, remember to come early for the Wuhun awakening in three days. You have to come after the sun goes west. If your father doesn't bring you, come here by yourself."

"The awakening of the martial soul is the first and most important turning point in a person's life. Whether you can get rid of the fate of eating in the ground depends on the awakening of the martial soul."

Jack patted the thin shoulders of the two of them hard, turned and left.

Tang Tang sent Old Jack all the way to the door of the house before turning around. He didn't even look at Tang Hao who was standing in the way in the room, and went directly to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the two of them.

Tang Hao frowned and looked at his daughter who had no respect for him, and his displeasure increased.

"Tang Tang, stop." Tang Hao stopped Tang Tang in a cold voice.

Tang Tang stopped subconsciously, turned around and saw Tang Hao walking towards him.

(End of this chapter)