Just after dawn, a little boy came outside the blacksmith's shop in Shenghun Village. It was a child who was only five or six years old. Obviously, he often endures the warmth of the sun, his skin is healthy and wheatish, his short black hair looks neat, and his clothes are simple but clean. He came to another world. Tang San.

"I don't know if Xiao Nian wakes up?" Tang San muttered, and skillfully pushed open the trembling door of the forge.

As soon as he entered the house, Tang San smelled the scent of rice, as if thinking of something bad, his face changed and hurried to the stove, as expected, a blue-haired person about the size of Tang San The boy was stepping on the wooden stool, awkwardly trying to open the lid of the big iron pot, but because he was too small, he couldn't reach it.

Tang San didn't see anything wrong, he sighed in relief, and stepped forward to let the blue-haired boy come down, "Xiao Nian, come down, I'll come."

The blue-haired boy, that is, Tang Nian, may be more appropriate to call him Tang Wunian. Tang Wunian heard the voice behind him, his face flushed slightly, and silently got off the small bench.

Tang San stepped on the wooden stool, skillfully opened the lid of the pot, and took out the overcooked porridge in the pot, "Xiao Nian, what if you want to wait for me to go home and hurt yourself again?"

Tang Wunian turned his face to one side, touched his hungry belly, casually replied that he knew, and stopped talking.

Tang San had become accustomed to Tang Wunian's reaction, shaking his head and smiling, and stopped talking. In fact, it wasn't that Tang Wunian was unwilling to speak, he was just not used to the language of this world.

"Dad, it's dinner." Tang San put the porridge on the table and shouted.

After Tang San put the porridge away, Tang Wunian sat and drank the porridge quietly.

He remembered that he was dead. After all, the wolf-toothed soldier's hideous face and the blood-stained spear tip from his chest all told him very clearly that he could not survive. However, when he woke up from the severe pain, that clearer feeling was telling him all the time that he was still alive.

The body was almost out of his control, there was no internal strength, and there was a feeling of dissipating, all of which made him uneasy, but he was still alive.

He couldn’t understand the conversation between a man and a woman around him, and his physical condition made him no time to be distracted. He suppressed the panic in his heart. He took the Tang Sect exercises with difficulty, absorbing energy little by little from the outside world. Repair the body, although I don't know why I became a baby, but the most important thing is to survive.

Fortunately, even in the baby's body, his exercises can still work. Tang Wunian tried his best to repair his body. After an unknown period of time, when his body stabilized, he finally fainted with confidence.

Tang Wunian did not understand for a long time after waking up, why he grew up as soon as he woke up, and later he learned that he had been in a coma for a long time. This is why Tang San has mastered the language of this world proficiently. But Tang Wunian was not very familiar with it yet.

After being able to understand the language of this world, and with his excellent memory, Tang Wunian remembered the few conversations at the beginning, and realized that he was a child who was abandoned, although he was not with his unmasked mother. Disappeared, but also suffered heavy losses.

In the previous life, Tang Wunian was picked up by the old lady of Cuiyu and raised by Tang Aotian. He didn't expect that it would be the same fate again.

Tang Wunian is not a sentimental person either. If he hadn't been abandoned by his biological parents in his previous life, he wouldn't be able to enter the Tang Sect!

"Xiao Nian, slow down, I'll call Dad again." Tang San added a spoonful of porridge to Tang Wunian, and then walked into the back room.

Tang Wunian didn’t look up, and continued to drink his porridge, but there was some temperature in his eyes. In fact, it’s also good. The so-called father should be sluggish because of his mother, but at least he didn’t care about them. It’s just this brother, why is he old? It gave him a strange feeling, but that feeling always went away in a flash, and disappeared without waiting for him to catch it. As time passed, Tang Wunian didn't think about it. After all, he was not a person who likes to be horny.

After Tang Wunian finished drinking the porridge and put the bowl back beside the stove, the door curtain of the back room was opened, Tang San walked out from inside, and then a tall figure came out staggeringly.

Tang Wunian looked at Tang Hao quietly walking back to his crib. The trauma he suffered when he was born was too serious, so he did not dare to slack in his cultivation for a moment. Like a child, Fort mainly knows, come to him with anger!

Tang Hao grabbed the bowl on the table, not afraid of it being hot, and poured the porridge into his belly with big mouthfuls, his dark yellow face looked a little more shiny.

"Dad, you drink slowly, and more."

Tang San took the bowl in Tang Hao's hand, took another bowl for him, and then took the porridge and drank it himself. Soon, a pot of porridge entered Tang Hao's stomach.

Tang Hao put the bowl on the table, his raised eyelids opened a little and looked at Tang San, "Where is Xiao Nian?"

"Xiao Nian is inside." Tang San swallowed the rice grains in his mouth, and replied, raising his head.

For Tang Wunian, the child who inherited his wife's blood, Tang Hao felt very complicated. Tang Wunian is alive, he is happy, because of the sacrifice at birth, Tang Wunian’s physical condition is not as good as Tang San, which makes him a little guilty, but he might blame Tang Wu for his wife’s disappearance. Nian, why didn't you disappear with A Yin? He knew that everything had nothing to do with Tang Wunian, but sometimes he just couldn't control it. This also caused him to have a hot and cold attitude towards Tang Wunian.

Tang Hao didn't know what to do with Tang Wunian, he simply ignored it after a long time. Fortunately, Tang Wunian was not a real kid. His top priority was to regulate his body and improve his strength, so he didn't have time to have a good relationship with Tang Hao.

"If you have a job, you will take it first, then do it in the afternoon, and I will sleep for a while." Tang Hao stretched out, got up and walked towards the back room, only in a dream to be with Ah Yin.

"Dad." Tang San called out suddenly. Tang Hao stopped and turned to look at Tang San, his brows were obviously more impatient.

Tang San pointed to a piece of raw railroad with a faint black light in the corner, "Can this piece of iron be used for me?"

Tang Wunian, who had just walked out, stared at the direction of Tang San's fingers for a moment, then lowered his head to hide his expression.

This piece of iron was sent yesterday, and it contained a certain iron mother, which was perfect for making it on schedule. He also wanted to ask Tang Hao to come in a few days. His body was almost restored over the years, as long as his body With a good foundation, relying on his previous life's cultivation experience, he has the confidence to reach a higher height than his previous life. Why does Tang San want it?

Tang Wunian was puzzled, and stood there listening to Tang Sanhao Tang Hao.

Tang Hao walked over and lowered his head to look, then turned to look at Tang San, "There is an iron spirit in it, do you want to be a blacksmith in the future?"

Tang San nodded. He is a disciple of the Tang Sect, and the blacksmith is undoubtedly the most suitable profession for him to create hidden weapons.

Tang Wunian looked at Tang Hao and Tang San quietly, the doubts in his heart gradually magnified, Tang San was as old as him, and Tang Hao’s long-handled hammer was a little bit taller than their height, an ordinary five or six-year-old child. It’s impossible to move it, let alone wave it, and something seemed to flash away in Tang San’s body just now. It looks...like their Tang Sect’s internal strength, although it is similar to his strength. The methods are different, but he can't admit their mistakes in their Tang Sect's exercises. In the previous life, there was no expatriate who could correctly perform Tang Sect's weird exercises, let alone in this unfamiliar world, where did Tang San learn it?

Tang Wunian believed that he was very good at covering up when he was practicing. Even if someone saw it, no one would be able to learn it. Otherwise, he wouldn't just lay the foundation for six years in his previous life.

......

"Dad, I'm willing to give it a try." Tang San's voice was clear and calm, but it contained a firmness.

Tang Hao looked at Tang San unexpectedly, "Okay."

While talking, he walked over, picked up the big iron block, and put it directly on the stove next to the bellows. After finishing this, Tang Hao was about to go back to sleep inside, but saw Tang Wunian standing there, "You also think Be a blacksmith?"

blacksmith?

You can get iron by becoming a blacksmith!

Tang Wunian looked at Tang Hao, hesitated for a moment, and nodded, "I can't hold a hammer."

Tang Hao was taken aback, yes, not all children are born with supernatural powers, Xiao Nian's body has always been inferior to Xiao San, "Then you should first see how your brother does it, and wait until you can get a hammer. Bar!

"Then can I play with the iron here?" Tang Wunian asked hurriedly before Tang Hao entered the house. Iron is the most important thing.

"It's up to you." Tang Hao yawned and didn't turn his head back. He just walked to the curtain and said again, "Don't hurt yourself."

The author has something to say: In order to elicit the plot, the language of the original works in recent chapters has been used a lot, and readers shouldn't mind.