Hua Tiancheng sat on the sand in the living room, listening quietly as Mrs. Zhang told his story, and his eyes became wet as he listened.

Speaking of martial arts practice, he has received the basic martial arts training of the old gods since he was three years old. In order to complete each difficult movement, he didn't know how many beats he got. The old gods held a wooden ruler in his hand every day. If he Hua Tiancheng could not complete the basic practice requirements, the old gods would use the wooden ruler to hit his palm, and he could not cry. If he dared to cry loudly, he would beat him even harder. From then on, he would not dare to cry, and slowly he would not cry. As long as he felt wronged, he would run wildly in Xiaoyao Valley. When he was tired of running, he would forget all the grievances in his heart and continue to learn book knowledge and basic martial arts practice.

As he grew older, the more knowledge he received, the more difficult it was to become. In order to cure him and allow him to continue to live, the old immortal picked several medicines in the mountains that could continue his life, and then put them together to boil them into water for him to bathe once a day. It is precisely because of this that he was able to survive until now. Although his Fire Yang constitutional disease has not been completely cured, he will not die.

Time flies, and time passes. Before he knew it, he had grown to twenty-two years old, and tears were heard when he remembered the past. He was raised by the old god, and he could not forget the grace of the old god. He remembered that when he was about to leave Xiaoyao Valley, the old god once said that if Hua Tiancheng could not make a name outside, he would not go back to Xiaoyao Valley, and would not recognize him as a disciple when he went back. When the old god said the old god, it seems that it still echoed in his ears when he remembered it. The mountains, rivers and waters of the immortal peak of Xiaoyao Valley have left his footprints for his physical exercise.

Sometimes he would hide alone by the cliff of Xianren Peak, watching the birds on the big trees with their parents, but he was alone, with only a thin old man with a young face in charge of him. When he was sad, he wanted to cry, but he cried out loud because he would no longer cry. The old fairy once said that as a man, you should not cry, and crying is a sign of weakness. If you want to accomplish great things, you should hide your tears in your heart, cry in the quilt at night, and cry on rainy days. In order to let him learn martial arts well, he was covered with scars beaten by the old fairy. The old fairy always carried the idea of ​​enduring hardships and becoming the best person to educate him.

Sometimes he really couldn't stand this tormenting hard practice method, so he would stand on Xianren Peak and shout at the distant mountains. What he got was the echo of the mountains. When he was tired of running and shouting, he lowered his head and went back silently to continue to receive exercise. If he couldn't recite the Three Character Classic, the old god would not give him food. From that time on, he knew what hunger felt like.

I remember that he was just ten years old that year and the Chinese New Year was about to be held. The old god went down the mountain with urgent matters, leaving him alone in the cave of Xianren Peak. On the night of New Year's Eve, he didn't know what to eat. After searching for a long time, he found a pheasant that had been stored for a long time in the cave. At that time, he was so hungry that he took the pheasant to wash it in the snow water, and then put it in the pot to cook. That night, he ate a pheasant with a smell of scent.

Now I still remember it fresh. From that time on, he also began to learn how to cook and wash clothes. He washed the clothes of the old gods, and he left all the things he had to cook every day to him. The old gods' life is very simple. They usually eat vegetarian food, but Hua Tiancheng is still a child and is growing up, so the old gods agreed to him to fight hares in spring, fish in the river in summer, and pick wild fruits in the mountains in autumn, and dig wild vegetables to satisfy his hunger.

Hua Tiancheng's only happiness on the mountain is to enter the old immortal's library and read all kinds of books secretly. He is like a sponge, greedily absorbing the knowledge brought by books and what the world outside the mountain looks like. By slowly reading books, his mood returns to peace, because he knows that everyone is not born smoothly, and more or less will encounter setbacks.

As soon as a person is born, he has already embarked on the road of death. Sometimes in order to stay in a book for a whole day, he hid in the corner of the library, his little face was dirty, his hands were dark, and he was wearing shabby clothes. He was often immersed in the stories of books and couldn't extricate himself, forgetting to eat and sleep.

Sometimes when he woke up, he was asleep with a thick book in his arms. When he returned to his residence in a panic, the old god would get angry because he didn't cook, either hitting his palms or tugging his ears. His ears have been bigger since he was a child, and the old god often tugged, and his ears are getting bigger and bigger, and it looks like two small fans from afar. Thinking of this, Hua Tiancheng couldn't help but touch his big ears with his hands, and there were tears in his smile. The unforgettable childhood life has always been treasured in his memory and will never be forgotten.

"Tiancheng, why are you sitting here?" Mrs. Zhang walked out of Jinbao's room at some point. When she saw Hua Tiancheng sitting here, she asked in surprise.

Hua Tiancheng looked up at Mrs. Zhang, an ordinary woman in her thirties, but she cleaned herself up very well, worked hard, worked diligently, and cooked delicious food. She took care of Jinbao meticulously. It is precisely because of this that Mrs. Zhang worked in Jinzhu's house for ten years, which is rare. When Mrs. Zhang left Jinzhu's house and went back to do business, it was also the busiest time of Jinzhu's family, and it can be said that she was a little busy.

Hua Tiancheng suddenly thought that Mrs. Zhang said that her parents' family was also from a beauty, so he immediately stood up and stretched out his hand. Mrs. Zhang shyly stretched out her hand. Hua Tiancheng held Mrs. Zhang's hand and smiled: "My fellow villagers were crying when they saw her fellow villagers. We are fellow villagers and laughing when they saw her fellow villagers. Although I, Hua Tiancheng, have been soaking in bitter water since I was a child, I don't complain about my destiny. Suffering is a kind of wealth for me. There is no suffering, and I can't taste the sweetness of a happy life. Thank you for your words to Jinbao just now. You did a good job."

"Tiancheng, you are a VIP guest in this family and are here to treat Jinbao. I am just a servant in this family. Don't be so polite to me." Mrs. Zhang looked at Hua Tiancheng and said. Hua Tiancheng smiled: "This family is no longer free from you. You have integrated into this family. You are a part of this family. I plan to soak my feet in hot water at night. Do you think there is any problem?"

"No problem. Jinbao has agreed to her mother, and I just promised me that I will go and burn hot water now. What should I use to soak my feet? Tell me I will get it." After that, Mrs. Zhang turned around and left.
Chapter completed!