Walk around Douluo with the Naruto system

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Before entering the house, Ye Zhiqiu's familiar loud voice had already passed into the ears of the two elders in the house.

It's noon, and Ye Zhiqiu came back with a pinch. His daily meals must be home on time.

If it does not arrive, it will be "comfortable".

Waiting for him will be a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots, or the kind of mixed-fried father and mother. He was fortunate to have tasted it once before. It was really "exciting".

"The egg is back, sit down and eat."

A middle-aged woman in the house was carrying a plate of greasy green vegetables, and when she saw Ye Zhiqiu entering the door, she smiled and greeted her.

This is Ye Zhiqiu's mother, Liu Qingqing.

The names are common, and the people are common.After all, Liu Qingqing worked in the fields for half a year, and under the long-term sun exposure, the beauty was also tanned.

"Mom, can you stop calling eggs... I'm all grown up~"

Ye Zhiqiu numbly climbed onto the stool while protesting dissatisfiedly.

The childish little face was full of depression.

Dan is Ye Zhiqiu's nickname, and Ye Zhiqiu has always been very resistant to this name.

After Liu Qingqing put the dishes on the table, he looked wickedly funny.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Ye Zhiqiu's head vigorously, leaning in his ear and smiling and teasing, "Zhi~dao~ pull~, egg~."

Ye Zhiqiu's face was pulled down extravagantly, and his head was shook in dissatisfaction, but his little arm could not twist his thigh.

Seeing that he could never escape from the clutches of the clutches, Ye Zhiqiu resignedly took up his chopsticks, fighting with the food on the table with a fierce expression.

Across the table, a man took a sip of the small wine in his glass and watched the scene with a satisfied expression.

His eyebrows are somewhat delicate, if his skin is not too dark, he is afraid that he would be a handsome guy when he was young.

This is Ye Zhiqiu's father, Ye Nan.

Ye Nan usually doesn't do things like teasing his son. He likes to watch the mother and son make a fuss quietly. His father's love is always deeper.

On the dinner table, there are two simple home-cooked dishes without meat, but the two side dishes are fried and shiny, with distinct colors, which makes people very appetizing at first glance.

Although the Ye family is not rich, they can still buy oil.

After all, Ye father and Ye mother are very hardworking.

"Dan, the day after tomorrow is the martial arts test, do you have any ideas?"

After Ye Nan took a bite of the food, he looked at Ye Zhiqiu and asked.

Liu Qingqing also stopped the action of picking up vegetables and looked over in silence.

Ye Zhiqiu took a sip of rice, and replied vaguely: "If you have soul power, you will be a soul master, if you don't have soul power, follow your father when you farm..."

Ye Zhiqiu's words seemed relaxed and he didn't care.

But how Hanzo's longing and worries in his eyes can be hidden from the two elders who gave birth to him.

Ye Nan and Liu Qingqing looked at each other and fell silent.

They all understand the character of their son. Although he is naughty, his mind is far superior to his peers.

This has always been their pride.

But at the same time, this is what they worry about.

Even if other children have not measured their spirit power after the assessment, they may feel sad that day, and probably forget it the next day.

But Ye Zhiqiu will definitely remember this child for a lifetime, and this will be a scar that will never be erased in his heart.

Both Ye Nan and Liu Qingqing were afraid that when their precious son acquired the martial arts test, they would detect that they had no spirit power.

"Dan, in fact, it's nothing good to be a soul master, it's dangerous. If you don't have soul power, don't care too much about it. It's blessing to be plain."

Liu Qingqing stroked Ye Zhiqiu's little head, softly comforting.

When not picking up the bamboo strips, Liu Qingqing is still very gentle.Just go to listen to www.97tingshu.com

"Okay Mom, you and Dad don't need to worry about me. If I really don't have spirit power, then I will go into business..."

After speaking, Ye Zhiqiu finished the rice in the bowl with several mouthfuls, and chewed hard.

Then he smiled brightly at the second elder, "Mum and Dad, I've finished eating, I'm going to have a fun with the mistress."

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Zhiqiu casually dropped a steamed bun, and ran away with a scream.

Only Ye Nan and Liu Qingqing looked at each other.

What did this kid just say?Do business without soul power?

You are a six-year-old kid, Ya'er wants to learn how to do business?

Does our family have money to lose to you?I think you are itchy...

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu didn't know his parents' thoughts, so he came to the big broken house next door in a few steps.

This is Tang San's home. The house occupies a large area, but it is a bit leaky.

At this time, the chimney of Tang San's house had just been rising.

Ye Zhiqiu familiarly pushed open the broken wooden door of Tang San's house, and ran to the stove in a few steps and started to help add firewood.

Tang San wasn't surprised either, his little friend was not the first day to help him with cooking and fuel.

The two worked together, and the porridge was cooked in no time.

Tang San opened the lid, and there were only a handful of rice grains in the porridge, mostly light white soup. This was Tang San and his father Tang Hao's lunch.

Even dinner is the same most of the time.

There is only gruel, no dishes.

Ye Zhiqiu knew the plot of Douluo, but he still couldn't accept Tang Hao's approach.

Your title Douluo is hit and you leave your son alone?

Look at Tang San's skinny fight with the monkeys. He couldn't get enough to eat every meal, and he was already malnourished at a young age.

Is this what a qualified father should do?

Ye Zhiqiu was a little bit upset for Tang San, but he knew that this was not something that an outsider should take care of.

"Little San, then..."

Ye Zhiqiu took out the white steamed bun that he had just picked up on the dinner table from his arms, and gently tossed it to Tang San as a reminder.

Tang San was holding the wooden spoon and taking the porridge into the bowl, but he didn't have any extra hands to pick up the big white steamed bun.

However, Tang San's Tang Sect mastery for so many years was not for nothing.

Seeing his left hand shook slightly, the wooden bowl in his hand came out and flew upwards more than two meters high, almost hitting the roof.

The big white steamed bun thrown by Ye Zhiqiu was picked up by Tang San casually, and then he stuck it in his mouth.

At this time, the strength of the rising wooden bowl has been exhausted, and it is attracted to fall by gravity.

Tang San didn't even look at it, stretched out his left hand, palm up.

The wooden bowl fell vertically, just in the middle of his palm, without a drop of porridge and soup.

All of this was smooth and flowing, and Tang San seemed to have calculated carefully, but in fact, it was just a piece of cake for him and he did it casually.

Tang Sect's control of cranes and dragons was not blown out.

"Crab..."

Tang San thanked him vaguely and rolled his eyes.This guy always uses this little trick to see himself embarrassed.

Ye Zhiqiu was a little sorry to see this scene. In fact, he was very curious about Tang San's kung fu and yearned for it.

It's good if you can't learn to see it. Every time you see Tang San's control of the crane and the dragon, the movements have an artistic sense of beauty.

It was not the first time Ye Zhiqiu had given Tang San a problem, but he had never succeeded.

I can only sigh, it's really Bai Mantou hit Tang San, there is no return.