Now the second floor has not been enhanced so much, which makes Jiang Wuye, who originally wanted to wait a little unbearable.

Fighting, no matter in his past and present, he is a novice. The one who can quickly make up for this gap is the thickest armor stack and the most poisonous one to carry.

Only when you are alive can you output, this is the unchanging truth!

"Iron cloth shirt...it seems that it will not work if you don't go there."

Thinking of the iron cloth shirts that are majoring in defense in the two martial arts that you may get in the village, Jiang Wuye’s mind was like a young mother and son.

It seems... called sister-in-law?

With a certain plan in mind, Jiang Wuye found a slightly loose coarse gray coat to put on, and prepared to worship Wudian Temple first.

It was just bright and the drizzle was drizzling, and the courtyard was already muddy.

Jiang Wuye sat at the door of the kitchen, holding a basin of hodgepodge and scooped the wooden spoon in his hand.

With his physical fitness improved, his appetite was naturally far beyond ordinary people. When the pot was almost over, he could barely feel full.

Looking up, looking at the gloomy sky, chewing food that was not delicious, listening to the ticking rain, I felt a feeling in my heart in a trance.

Not available for many years...

The same winter, the same misty rain.

The whole family sat together, kowtowing melon seeds and peanuts, chatting about neighborhood exchanges, and interesting stories. The young boy made jokes from time to time, which attracted bursts of laughter and scolding.

The hot fresh meat dumplings are not rich, but the home-cooked dishes are always full of flavor and flavor. They are always full of oil. They are old and small, sitting around the table, lively and warm.

After dinner, I put the cup of brown sugar water outside the house. The next day I watched Xue Luo and could lick it happily all morning.

All kinds of things, all kinds of things...

If I were not so stubborn, not so many delusions, and down-to-earth, I might have already had a small fortune and could accompany them until the last moment.

If I had let go of my ridiculous self-esteem and take advantage of the beauty's youth to be bolder and more confident, perhaps... I would not have been dreaming for so many years.

If it were...

"Ha, it's really lost now."

Jiang Wuye shook his head, laughed at himself, and his mind withdrew from those dreamy and bubble-like memories.

I have never heard of passers-by sighing. When did I hear those who come say sad?

Life is like a dream, and it will be clear all day long.

"It's not all bad things." Looking down at the two fingers in the right hand that were not stained with smoke and fire, Jiang Wuye smiled bitterly: "At least this smoke that I have always wanted to break but cannot break is completely gone."

Shaking his head, just as he was about to clean the kitchen, an anxious shout came from outside the yard: "Brother Wuye, hurry up, something happened to Uncle Zhuzi's house. Oh, the family of three... is so miserable..."

Clip-click...

Outside the yard, I walked away quickly with the steps of the mud.

Bang!

Five finger holes were directly cut out from the copper basin.

"What is this? The horn of the general offensive? The precursor to disaster?"

Jiang Wuye's face was gloomy. Thinking of the strange silence that last night was different from usual, a strong chill quickly surged throughout his body.

"This world of dog-raising is completely no way for ordinary people to live!"
Chapter completed!