The old man probably also felt sorry for his bad luck: "I don't have a son like you, and you came back to steal my things again! Let it go!"

After saying that, he shook his hand hard and the bag in the man's arms fell.

I heard a "click" sound, and the bag fell to the ground and scattered a corner. The things inside were exposed. A flowing silver light immediately shone in through the thin silk around the veil, illuminating my eyes.

When I looked closely, it was just as soft and buckled.

Miaoyan's voice rang in his ears: "What is this?"

Before I could speak, the old man was furious when he saw the stuff in his bag, almost throwing the person in his hand out, and said angrily: "You bastard, you actually came back to steal this! Are you going to piss me to death?"

After saying that, he shook his hand and the son was thrown away by him. He rolled a few times on the ground, covered in loess.

Although the man was thin, it seemed that the old man did not use too heavy hands. He yelled twice, stood up and patted the loess on his body, and said, "What's the matter with stealing? This is my family. I came back to get something. What's the name of stealing?"

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"Besides, I'm tight on my hands recently, and it's useless for you to keep this thing. It's better to let me take it out as a few taels of silver, and maybe I can get my money back."

"you--"

The old man was about to bend down to pack his bags, but when he heard the man say this, he was furious and waved his fist to hit him. Seeing that his father had angered, the man hurriedly turned around and left.

The old man chased him out and stood at the intersection of the street and cursed a few times.

Miaoyan and I stood in someone's shop, watching a family farce awkwardly. Several guards stood at the door, and were a little at a loss. After all, the thief was not a thief, so it seemed a bit embarrassing that they took action like this.

I walked over slowly and picked up the bag on the ground.

After picking it up, I realized that the bag was very heavy. I only carried a corner of the bag, and all the things inside fell down, making a very thin sound of Dingling clanging.

That turned out to be a pair of armor!

I was stunned for a moment.

Although most people in this place practice martial arts, armor is still different from ordinary iron tools. The people cannot afford it and dare not make it. Not to mention these, the armor in front of them is very special. Ordinary soldiers can at most have shoulder guards or wrist guards. The ordinary armor we see is made of pieces of iron armor, but iron tools are rarely used, and they focus on protecting people's chests. Most of the other places are cowhide, and this kind of armor is also used for generals.

But the armor in front of me was a whole piece, like a ring lock, very precise, and you can tell at a glance that it is different from ordinary armor.

I couldn't help but reach out to pick it up, and at this moment, the old man had already walked back. When he saw me like this, he immediately shouted: "What are you going to do!?"

After saying that, he took three steps and took two steps to pick up the armor, and looked around like a treasure to see if there was any damage.

I looked up at him and immediately said with a smile: "Old man, you're rude."

When Miaoyan saw me being yelled by someone, she immediately said unhappily: "What are your names? My mother doesn't want your things, she just wants to pick them up. Humph, if it weren't for us, your thing would have been stolen by that son just now!"

When the old man heard Miaoyan's words, he came to his senses, turned to look at the guards outside the door, and said, "Two are--"

I smiled and said, "We just came in to see what was in your old shop. I happened to see the son coming down from the upper floor. He bumped into my daughter and then threw it away."

I just described what had just happened and did not reveal my identity, but the old man was a discerning person. When he looked at the people outside the door, he knew that Miaoyan and I were not ordinary people. He thought about it, picked up the bag and wrapped the armor in again, and then said to us: "Thank you, both of you."

I smiled and said, "It's just a trivial matter, I don't have to thank you."

After saying that, I was about to leave here with Miaoyan.

But just as I was about to call her, Miaoyan suddenly said, "Oh, my clothes!"

When she looked down, she saw that her clothes had a broken hole at some point. Although it was not unpredictable, this girl loved beauty the most, and she broke it on her skirt, which could not even be blocked by the thin silk hanging down from the hood.

She said angrily: "It must be that person who hit me just now!"

When the old man saw her like this, he said, "Since it was made by a little dog, those two might as well follow me upstairs. I'll ask my old wife to help the lady make up for it."

Miaoyan was moved, but she still looked at me, as if asking me if I could. I thought about it and then smiled and said, "Then I'll bother the old man."

The old man said, "Where, I haven't thanked you for helping me-"

As he said, he paused for a moment, and did not say anything further, but raised his hand to the wooden stairs: "Please, please, please!"

Miaoyan and I followed him upstairs.

The wooden staircase is very narrow, and people creaked and creaked when walking on it, sprinkling a lot of dust. Miaoyan had never walked into such a place, looking around curiously, while I continued to chat with the old man. Only then did I know that he grew up here since he was a child, and the iron shop was passed down to him by the old man's father, and it has been passed down for several generations. I smiled and said, "No wonder what I saw below was extremely exquisite. It turns out that your old man's craftsmanship was passed down from his ancestors."

The old man waved his hand and smiled, "Madam, complimented me for these words."

He said, and said, "The old man's surname is Hu. If the wife doesn't see me, call me Lao Hu."

I smiled and said, "Dad Hu."

He smiled himself and continued to take us up, and soon arrived at the second floor.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This place is much simpler than downstairs, with only some of the most common living vessels. And I saw an old woman lying on the bed in front of me. She was half asleep and half awake. Seeing us coming up, I hurriedly wanted to hold her up. Dad Hu immediately stepped forward and helped her: "That guy just now came back to steal things, why didn't you call me?"

The old woman said sadly: "I, I don't know either. He just said he wanted to come back to see what did he steal?"

Dad Hu said angrily: "What else can he steal in our family? Isn't that the only one?"

The old woman said in panic: "Did he steal it?"

Dad Hu said, "Fortunately, these two people helped me stop him, otherwise this thing would have been taken out by that bastard."

When the old woman heard this, she hurriedly supported herself and wanted to bow and thank me and Miaoyan. I hurriedly raised her hand: "I don't have to be polite, we just passed by and watched and helped."

Miaoyan stood beside her, and she probably didn't know much about such things. She just lifted her broken skirt and looked at us quietly.

Dad Hu then said, "I almost forgot that when the bastard went out, he broke the lady's clothes. Old woman, get up and help me make up for it."

When Aunt Hu heard this, he hurriedly sat up with his body and took the sewing bag on the bed. When he saw that although she was in poor health, she was obviously an old woman who couldn't rest and was very hardworking. I had a special affection for such a person, so I pushed her over with Miaoyan's shoulder. Miaoyan sat directly beside the bed and handed her the broken corner of her skirt to her, and Aunt Hu began to sew it up.

I stood beside me and looked quietly. At this time, I saw Dad Hu slowly walking towards the other side of the room. Only then did I see a wooden shelf standing on the other end of the room, with a crimson-red dress hanging on it. At first glance, it looked like a man in red.

I couldn't help but be surprised - what is this?

Dad Hu walked over and slowly unfolded the armor in his hand. A tiny sound came from the quiet room. He slowly stroked the silver wire on the armor like a child. After stroking it for a while, he carefully put the armor on the wooden shelf.

This time, the "man" in red clothes was like a "samurai" in armor, but the crimson clothes in the armor faintly showed a little red shadow, giving people the feeling that it was like a bloody warrior.

I felt even more confused.

Although this old man looks very agile and stronger than ordinary young people, he really doesn't look like a soldier. Moreover, this armor is not something that an ordinary soldier can possess.

I turned around, Aunt Hu was still seriously lowering her head and sewing the hole for Miaoyan. I stood up and walked two steps towards the other side. Dad Hu had already taken out a box from the lattice next to him. When he opened it, he looked like a box of paste. He hooked it a little in his hand and applied it to the armor carefully. He murmured: "This guy, if I really hurt this thing, I will pretend that I have never given birth to this son!"

He was so focused that he was almost obsessed with the devil, and had completely forgotten our existence.

I walked over and said softly: "Dad Hu."

Dad Hu turned around and looked at me, and then he felt as if he suddenly realized that there were two strangers in the room.

I tried my best to be gentle and harmless, and smiled and said, "Dad, you seem to value this thing very much."

"Of course," he said: "This is a ancestral craft."

I was slightly surprised: "You also called this?"

"Of course not. The old man's craftsmanship is not that good." He said, reaching out to touch the wire's lines carefully and saying, "This is passed down by my grandfather."

I was shocked: "That's not going to last hundreds of years."

Dad Hu raised his gray eyebrows and said with a little proud tone: "It's not been hundreds of years."
Chapter completed!