City Overlord

Chapter 137
Wu Bo put away the silver needle, ignored Di Yang, turned his head and walked outside.

Di Yang put on his clothes and came to the front yard of the ruined temple. He saw Uncle Wu sitting on the ground drinking, rubbed his shoulders and leaned over to ask, "Uncle Wu, what happened to the jar of water just now?"

At first, the water tank felt cool, but the longer the time, the higher the water temperature, which Di Yang had never seen before.

"Hey! Don't ask any more questions! You are lucky, little brat, let's see how much your strength has recovered now!" Wu Bo sighed and kicked the stone pier next to him.

The stone pier was as high as a calf and weighed two hundred catties, but it was kicked four or five meters away by Uncle Wu. Di Yang was already used to this, so he walked over and moved his body, facing the stone pier Throw a punch.

"boom!"

The stone pier cracked at the sound, Di Yang looked at his fist in disbelief, and after a long while, he said happily: "Wu Bo, I feel... I am stronger than when I was at my peak!"

When Di Yang was at the sixth level of internal energy before, Di Yang punched with a force of hundreds of catties, but he couldn't break the stone pier.

But now with one punch, several cracks can be made on the stone pier, Di Yang can't believe it.

But Wu Bo, who was sitting on the side, seemed dissatisfied. He shook his head and said, "You know how to use brute force. How did I teach you before? Inch strength hurts people. Try it again and show me!"

After hearing Uncle Wu's words, Di Yang shrank his neck resentfully and didn't dare to make another move. He took a deep breath, held his breath, and punched the stone pier again...

"Crack!"

At the same time as the fist fell, the stone pier sank five or six centimeters into the ground, and then cracks began to appear on the surface, turning into a pile of stone chips in an instant.

"That's right, I've reached the seventh level of inner qi! It's not in vain!" Wu Bo finally showed a smile on his face this time, nodded and picked up the wine bottle and took a sip.

Di Yang grinned, walked over and squatted beside Uncle Wu and said, "Uncle Wu, I saw you throwing a pill into the water tank just now, where did you get that thing?"

He had been with Uncle Wu since he was a child, but Di Yang didn't know anything about Uncle Wu's strength and identity. Everyone in the village called him a magic stick, but Di Yang always felt that Uncle Wu was unusual. After drinking too much wine, Di Yang wanted to ask for clarification.

But Wu Bo shook his head with a smile, he didn't bother to explain to Di Yang, he yawned and leaned against the wall next to him and said lightly: "Don't ask so much, you kid, you will have a chance to understand in the future!"

Now Di Yang's strength is still too weak, knowing too much may not be a good thing, Wu Bo kept his mouth shut, and even started snoring after a while.

After Di Yang saw it, he smiled helplessly, shook his head, took out 2 yuan from his bag and put it next to Uncle Wu, and said softly: "This is for your drink, I will see you next time I come back! "

After leaving the temple, Di Yang returned home and saw his father whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Since he didn't go to school and looked for a job in County A, Di Yang has never been back. Seeing his father's white temples, Di Yang couldn't help but feel a sore nose, and hurried forward to hold his father's arm.

Di Yang's father is already in his fifties, and has supported the family through years of hard work. His forehead is already covered with wrinkles, his body is bent, and he walks a little shaky. He looks much older than his peers.

"Di Yang, why are you back?" Di Jingen, who was sweeping the floor in the courtyard, couldn't help being slightly taken aback when he saw his son.

"Dad... I'll come back to see you! How are you doing recently?" Di Yang asked his father with a choked voice as he helped his father to sit down on the bench in the courtyard.

After so many days of not seeing each other, his father's hair has turned gray a lot, Di Yang feels distressed, and at the same time, there is a hint of self-blame in his eyes.

My mother left early, and my father single-handedly brought up his siblings. They are almost fifty years old, and they have to go out to work every day. They are usually alone at home. Compared with other families in the village, they seem lonely and helpless. No wonder Di Yang feels It will be a little sour.

"I'm in good health. I heard from Xiaoyue that you worked well in County A. Why did you come back suddenly? Did you get fired by someone?" Di Jingen patted Di Yang on the shoulder and asked with some concern road.

"No! My job is very stable, and I'm planning to take you over after Xiaoyue goes to high school!"

Di Yang tried his best to calm down his tone, raised his head and said softly to his father.

"It's good to be stable. The last time Xiaoyue came back, she gave me a bank card, saying that it was your saved wages. How long have you been working? How did you save so much money?"

Di Jingen did not dare to touch the money Di Yang gave last time, and took out the bank card from his pocket while speaking...

"Dad, you can spend the money with confidence. I earned it by myself, and I will leave it to you!"

Di Yang opened the bag, took out stacks of hundred-yuan bills and placed them in front of his father.

Chen Jingen had never seen so much money before, and after a moment of stupefaction, he asked in a daze: "These...are you earning it yourself?"

"Well, our boss treats me well, and the salary is not low. Dad, don't go out to work anymore, and tell me if you are short of money!" Di Yang nodded with a smile, and didn't tell his father about boxing. .

"Di Yang, can you earn so much money as a security guard? You must not lie to me, and you must not touch those illegal and criminal things. We can be poor, but we must be poor and ambitious!"

"Don't worry, the money is all my salary, and I have worked so hard to earn it!"

Di Yang smiled, seeing that his father was still in shock and hadn't recovered, he smiled and took out a bottle of liquor from his bag.

"Dad, we haven't eaten together for a long time, I'll drink with you today!"

After finishing speaking, Di Yang put the money into the bag, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen...

Di Yang cooks, and his father helps cook seven or eight dishes.

After bringing the last dish to the square table in the courtyard, Di Yang opened the wine and filled it up for his father first, and said with reddened eyes: "Dad, you have worked hard these years, and now I have a stable job. Just don't get too tired!"

"Hey, it's my greatest wish to see you brothers and sisters have a bright future!" Recalling all these years, Di Jingen sighed, raised his head and drank all the wine in his glass...

Di Yang didn't finish his studies, so he often felt guilty and blamed himself, but now seeing that Di Yang has made a lot of money and is promising, the guilt in his heart is finally reduced, and he feels relieved at the same time.

The father and son ate dinner for more than two hours, Di Jingen was a little drunk, and Di Yang was as sober as usual, although his complexion was a little red.

After helping his father into the room, Di Yang packed up his things, sat in the courtyard for a while, and then went into his bedroom...

(End of this chapter)