Douluo: I Don't Want to Be a God, I Actually Became a God

Chapter 30 Be Strong

They all knew that this time it was not a coincidence, a brat with a stubborn and tenacious personality like Tang San would not be willing to let them see his fragility.

Simply after Old Jack went away, Yu Yuyi, who would comfort others, stayed alone to comfort Tang San, while the other two people who were in a hurry and didn't know what to do stood guard outside the door.

Xiao Wu sat on the stone steps in front of the door, holding her face in her hands, watching the birds passing by from afar.

"Master, when do you think Xiaosan's father will come back? Obviously this is his home, isn't it?"

Yu Xiaogang was silent, he might have some thoughts on why Tang Hao left.

After all, for the people of their time, the events of those events have not gone far.

With that deep-rooted hatred, Yu Xiaogang also thought that if it were Tang Hao instead, it would be very rare to be able to raise Tang San to such an age.

But even so.

Even if Yu Xiaogang knows Tang Hao's experience so well, he can still think about why he left...

Yu Xiaogang still couldn't accept it.

Because his disciple, Tang San, was still such a young child.

Especially his adopted daughter was also at such an age. As a father, he couldn't bear to leave that immature child who was still afraid of the unknown.

After all, Yu Xiaogang can understand Tang Hao.

But there is a difference between intimacy and estrangement, he pity his young disciple Tang San even more.

It took Yu Xiaogang a long time to respond: "Probably everyone has something to do, and Tang San's father should be the same."

"Then will he come back?"

"I will definitely come back, because Tang San is his child."
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After calming down, Tang San couldn't see anything except his eyes were a little red.

Yu Yuyi took a look at him, then stopped looking at him, but rubbed his neck which had been scratched by the hairy head, and which had some strange feelings but dared not move and change positions before.

"Feel sorry."

Hearing this apology, Yu Yuyi moved away from the corner of her eyes on Tang San awkwardly, and muttered in a low voice: "You didn't do anything to apologize... Are you in a better mood?"

Hearing these words, Tang San's gloomy eyes became turbulent again, looking at the girl's shy and red ears, he obediently responded, "...um."

"Next, if you plan to live here until school starts, we will clean your house."

Yu Yuyi stood on tiptoe, trying to see the cleaning utensils that she didn't know where.

It's a pity that she can't see the high place, and can't tell the difference between the messy things in the short place.

If you really want to look for it, the first thing to do is probably to sort these messy things on the ground and return them to their place.

Yu Yuyi muttered, knelt down, picked up a few things nearby, and looked left and right where they should be placed...

Tang San didn't refuse Yu Yuyi's help, but pointed to several baskets and cabinets where sundries were placed, and he also started to squat down to tidy up.

After a while.

Xiao Wu, who hadn't heard anything, quietly opened the door a little.

Through the crack of the door, she didn't see Tang San and Yu Yuyi's figures, so she thought she pushed them away softly.

Wooden doors that have not been repaired for a long time are prone to swell due to the weather and environment, and will inevitably creak when pushed.

Yu Yuyi was relatively close to the door, and waved to Xiao Wu who poked her head out from behind the door.

Seeing Yu Yuyi's movements, Xiao Wu turned her head and walked in cautiously, her eyes first fell on Tang San who had been silent all the time and only cared about cleaning up the sundries on the ground.

Pointing, he asked Yu Yuyi silently.

Yu Yuyi waved her hand and asked Xiao Wu to help sort the sundries on the ground into one place. She took out a gourd water ladle and a wooden basin from the place where the things had just been packed.

Scooped some water from the water tank outside the house, and then used the available cloth towel that Tang San said earlier, soaked it in water, wrung it dry, and wiped the tables, chairs, and cabinets bit by bit.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to come in to help, but first he saw that the three children looked good, and he was also worried that Tang San would pretend to be strong in front of adults, which was not conducive to calming down his emotions.

In the end, he had no choice but to go out, walked to the village, looked for food for sale, and filled the stomachs of the children for a while.

It didn't take too long to clean the whole house.

Tang San also seemed to accept the fact that his father had left in a quiet atmosphere.

Xiao Wu, who had nothing to do, began to yawn because the excitement of getting up early faded, and Yu Yuyi did the same, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

But they still didn't want to rest, but leaned on each other, and sat with Tang San on the stone steps in front of the door, quietly watching the smoke rising from the village.

Sunset dusk.

The shadows of the three people were stretched long until they reached the bottom of the steps, where those figures overlapped and overlapped with those who had returned.

That was Yu Xiaogang who had gone to the village to buy food with the villagers.

Seeing that it was her father who came back, Yu Yuyi tried to open her sleepy eyes wide, and just wanted to call Yu Xiaogang, but thought that her little friend hadn't seen her father today, so her opened mouth closed again.

Only revealing his crooked eyebrows, he silently called out to Yu Xiaogang for his father.

Yu Xiaogang came back with food, rubbed his head at Tang San who was still holding the casting hammer and missed his father, and passed the food in his hands to the other two children.

Xiao Wu and Yiyi took the food wisely, leaving the space for their master and apprentice.

"Teacher, I'm sorry."

It was not Yu Xiaogang who spoke first, but the boy who had been silent for almost a day.

Yu Xiaogang didn't say anything, he just put his generous hand on top of the boy's head, he knew that what the boy needs now is an audience, not so-called comfort.

"I thought that my father, who I hadn't seen for almost a year, would be waiting for me at home, but he left. He didn't meet me. I'm sorry, let you, let Yiyi and Xiaowu come here all the way."

"Little San, it's not your fault."

Yu Xiaogang comforted: "I knew who your father was when I met your second martial spirit. If it was him, then there must be a reason for him to leave."

"Isn't my father an ordinary blacksmith?"

Having said that, Tang San already had doubts about this in his heart, he already had doubts about his father's ordinary blacksmith status when he was called out in the blacksmith's shop as 'chaotic cloak and hammer method'.

But no matter what his father's status was, Tang San felt it didn't matter, because Tang Hao was just his father to him.

It's just that the confusion in his heart always wants to find an answer, but now Tang San doesn't know if Yu Xiaogang is the person who can tell him the answer.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head, "Xiao San, your father's identity is not simple, and similarly, the things he carries are not simple. Since he never told you, I hope you will not be involved in it, and I hope you can grow up well. Big and strong."

He paused for a moment, watching Tang San look straight into his eyes, telling the cruel truth.

"Even if I tell you now, you will not be able to help your father, and you will even become his weakness. So, Xiaosan, the only thing you can do now is to strengthen yourself as much as possible."

"Strengthen myself?"

Tang San murmured, he also heard this sentence from Yu Yuyi's mouth, that time it was because he felt guilty that Yu Yuyi's injury was caused by him.Now this time is also because he is not strong enough, so he can't know more about his father.

Yu Xiaogang lowered his eyes and looked into the distance, "Douluo Dalu is still a place where the weak can prey on the strong in the final analysis. Strength is the root of everything, and my past is because I was not strong enough..."

Yu Xiaogang thought of all the criticisms he had received because of his weak martial soul, all the blank stares, he took a deep breath, got up and prepared to enter the house.

"Little San, get stronger. I don't want you to face the situation I have suffered when you are not strong enough."

(End of this chapter)