Hammer like a song

【November [-]th Cathode Day Short Cold Evil Invasion】

Mei Jianchi is 16 years old, today is his birthday.

Most of the iron shop business has been handed over to him. Over the years, his mother has stood beside him like a pine and cypress, which is reassuring.

It is impossible to have such an unchanging root in troubled times, but there is still a small cloud in the sky - the father who never appeared and was not mentioned by his mother.

Young people are always dissatisfied, and today is his birthday.

He has already accumulated years of "private beliefs" from the words of his childhood friends and the teasing and sympathy of his mother-in-law and uncle, and the desire to prove it is biting his heart day after day.

The application time has passed, and the long-lived noodles are just finished on the table in front of him. He couldn't wait to clean up the dishes. He was sitting and said, "Mother, my son has grown up. Can you tell me the truth about my father?"

Mo Xie's expression froze for a moment, and she breathed a sigh of relief, "You haven't asked me for so many years, you must have a lot of questions in your heart." She frowned slightly, "I didn't mean not to say anything, I just hope you can live a smooth life, I don't want you to get involved in the hatred of your parents."

"Your father's name is Ganjiang. He was originally a soldier under King Wu. I met him when I was 17 years old. First, I was a master and apprentice. After a few years, my relationship deepened and we became husband and wife."

"I used to focus on casting the best sword in the world. Your father and I worked together, and it took many years to finally forge the male and female swords. On that day, the room was full of precious light, and your father's face was reflected in your figure. Extraordinary, that's really a good time." She choked up, kept her hands on her hands, packed up the tableware and chopsticks, turned her back, and moved a few steps towards the stove.

"Later when I was pregnant with you, your father went on the road alone to offer treasures to King Wu's Palace, and he never came back." Her figure was also blurred in the afternoon, "The sword he left behind is in the wooden pillar in front of the hall. Go get it."

Hearing this, Mei Jianchi immediately stepped out of the room, picked up the machete in the yard, pointed it at the wooden post, and chopped it down, the sword stood out.

The dark sword light that has been going on for many years and has never been annihilated lightly reflects Mei Jianchi's burning eyes, and the youthful spirit is raised at this moment.

And an inaudible sigh disappeared behind the young man.