Douluo's Fierce Flame Dragon

As time goes by, Douluo Continent is almost approaching the "New Year" time.

The word "year is approaching" is very magical, whether it is the nation in the previous life or the people of Douluo Continent.Everyone has some special feelings about the arrival of the New Year.

It is obviously a world with a western fantasy background.According to legend, in the distant history, there were cases where the two countries signed a truce agreement because of the Chinese New Year.

And on the edge of Fasino Province in the Tiandou Empire.

A little-known little village has also begun the same lively New Year preparations as in previous years.

Early in the morning, the air is filled with the sounds of chickens, ducks, sheep and dogs blessing everyone for the New Year.

The villagers also began to get busy for food.

Knock, knock.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Jack!!"

"Are you at home?"

"Anan, are you back?"

Old Jack's house in Holy Soul Village.

When he heard the knock on the door, Old Jack, who was in gray clothes, wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked quickly to the door.

He shouted Jiannan's name.There was a bit of expectation in his already cloudy eyes.

But unfortunately, as the wooden door opened, the child in front of him was not who he thought.

"Grandpa Jack, today is the Chinese New Year. My mother asked me to bring you some pastries I made for you to try."

The door opened, and there was a rather honest-looking farm boy wearing new clothes. He was holding a homemade sugar cake wrapped in red oil paper tightly in his hand.

Standing in front of old Jack.

There was a thin trace of saliva on the corner of the child's mouth, and he handed the paper bag in his hand to his Grandpa Jack with some reluctance.

Old Jack took a cursory look at it and it looked really substantial.

A withered yellow leaf gradually fell from the dry branches.

The cold wind blew across Old Jack's face. He also looked at the child whose face was suppressed and flushed, and struggled to squeeze out a kind smile on his somewhat stiff face.

"It turns out, Huzi, thank your mother for me."

The old hand slowly picked up the bag of noodles from the child's hand and touched the boy's head.

He carefully opened the package with one hand, carefully selected the largest one among the snow-white sugar cakes, and slowly handed it to Huzi.

"Now, this is the reward Grandpa Jack gives you. Don't tell your mother. Otherwise Grandpa Jack will never have anything to eat for you in the future."

Huzi's originally red face now showed a big smile after hearing Old Jack's words.

The child responded happily.

"Thank you Grandpa Jack!"

I didn't have time to take a closer look at the candy cake I got.

With one gulp, he stuffed the sweet noodle cake carefully prepared by his mother into his mouth.While chewing, he said words of thanks to Old Jack.

He ran towards home helplessly.

This kind of good food that can only be eaten at home during the New Year is still too good for a child who is not familiar with the world.

And this was a reward given to him by Grandpa Jack, so it can’t be regarded as something he stole.

Even if I go home, I won't be scolded.

And when Old Jack looked at the little jumping figure walking away, he seemed to have thought of something.

He smiled softly and tapped the locust tree at the door with the crutch made by Jie Nan himself.

"I guessed wrong again after looking at it. These good things this year will only make me cheaper."

Old Jack turned around and walked a few steps, then quietly leaned against the old courtyard door and thought for a while, a hint of exhaustion flashed in his cloudy eyes.

As if expecting something, he would look back at the streets of the village from time to time.

Another year has passed.He is another year older.

Old Jack, who is over 60 years old this year, actually does not have much time left.

In this world, sometimes the lives of ordinary people are really like statues cast by wind and sand.

All it takes is a little breeze to make them disappear without any resistance.

A cold, a chill, a mild accident.

"Well, I don't know when that little brat Anan will come back."

It has been almost a year since Jie Nan went out to study. In the past, Notting College would have a holiday at this time.

Even though he was on vacation before, he wouldn't let him come back.

In the day that followed, the villagers also sent their children one after another to give New Year's gifts to their "respected" old village chief Jack.

In fact, it is limited to the family status of the villagers, and the things given away by each household are actually different.

Some poor villagers brought some simple food just like Huzi's family.

The wealthier farmers brought some meat to Old Jack, and even more, some famous hunters in the village gave Old Jack a gray animal skin coat.

Old Jack tried it on and found that it fit surprisingly well.

Could it be that some old widow in the village told them his size?

Although this big coat is not the fur of a soul beast, in fact, for these ordinary people, it is already considered a top-notch good thing.

Even if placed in Notting City, they believe this is a relatively rare object.

Old Jack didn't refuse any of these gifts, he just accepted them all silently.

As for why they were so nice to Old Jack, I can only say that they all understood.

A soul master can become a noble lord with a fiefdom.

And as the last ray of sunshine disappeared from the horizon, the lively day in Holy Soul Village came to an end.

The Chinese New Year in Douluo Continent is generally divided into three days: before the year, the beginning of the year, and the end of the year.

At night, the sound of horse hooves trampling sounded in the Holy Soul Village from far to near.

It was as if someone suddenly appeared in this rural village.

At the end, the voice seemed to slowly stop at the door of the village elder Jack's house.

……

Nothing in the night

……

The next day, an unexpected figure appeared in front of Old Jack.