Seeing the place where Xiao Heitan lived, which was a narrow pit that couldn't even accommodate a cow, my mother sighed deeply.

"Sorry, I'm too useless to give you two a good home."

The father scratched his head, sighed and whined. Although there were three people in the family, they were also poor, but at least there was still a place that could barely shelter from the wind in the dilapidated poor kiln above the demon fortress.

However, according to the information, it seems that my father was a bit of a gambler. He owed a debt when he disappeared. Although it was only a small amount of money, it was enough for the other party to use this as an excuse to take away the man who could barely shelter from the wind and rain.

He occupied the place and drove Xiao Heitan out. Of course, even if this were not the case, at Xiao Heitan's age, he could not keep that home alone. Even if it was a shabby little house, there would still be people who would covet it.

a lot of.

Now, even if my father comes back, there is probably no way he can get that house back.

"But it's no problem." Father patted his chest vigorously.

"Although I was exploited by that dwarf for five years, I also learned a lot there. Today I will show you that as the head of the family, I can at least provide you with a shelter from the wind and rain."

Saying this, my father picked up a peck ax from the side, looked around, and quickly selected a suitable place. He started digging hard and started digging. It looked like he was going to dig a cave.

.

"Don't worry, come, let us mother and daughter have a nice talk."

Xiao Heitan stood up and was about to say something when his mother pulled him into her arms with a smile.

It was controlled to the extent that ordinary people can do it. It was not until evening that a small cave was dug out. It was about ten square meters. For a bed, just pull out a large stone with a flat surface and spread some grass on it. Don't expect too much.

There are many, tables and chairs are unnecessary, but at least a small stove for burning fire, a small pot for steaming food, and a jar for filling water. These most basic and practical furniture are still necessary, oh oh

, we also need to get a quilt that can cover three people. It is still quite cold at night.

As for the door, I probably can't do it today. Let's talk about it tomorrow. I hope no reckless monsters will break in. Otherwise... I'll just give you some gold coins to use, hum.

Generally speaking, if we build a decent cave door that can completely block out the wind, rain and night, such a residence will be tens of millions of times better than the original shabby little house, but why is there no one?

The reason why I am willing to live in this kind of place is also very simple. As I said just now, if you encounter monsters when you are working in the mining area, you may be able to escape, but if you are approached by a monster while you are sleeping, then

I really don’t even know what’s going on when I die.

"How's it going? It's okay."

After digging, he brought the mother and daughter in. The father proudly showed off his results.

"So-so." Mother muttered in a low voice.

Little Heitan's expression was a little subtle. He was stunned for a moment, then he showed an implicit smile and nodded, which made people very worried. He didn't know what was going on in that little head. The child was too mature.

Okay, I know how to hide everything in my heart. Is this a rebellious period that has come early?

The two parents who saw this scene were confused.

"Don't worry, life at home will improve soon. I also learned some forging things from the dwarves. Although I can't do anything yet, I might be able to help out at a blacksmith shop and earn a little money. It shouldn't be a problem.

"

The father continued to speak with his head held high, in the eyes of most poor people and civilians in the Demon Fortress, the blacksmith is synonymous with the rich. Even if he can only make some rough tools, at least he does not have to worry about starvation, so even if he is a blacksmith

Working in a shop is a rare and beautiful job for most people.

"It's best to find it."

The mother looked at the father with a smile, lowered her head, looked at the little black charcoal in her hand, and then frowned.

That little mysophobia was not a sign of disgust, but a sign of not being allowed to take care of the little Hei Tan, who still looked so dirty.

then……

"Before that, there is one thing that must be done first."
Chapter completed!