Konoha Qiweiju

Chapter 159 Tofu
The war, which lasted for three years, gradually closed.

All battlefields also tended to be calm.

But on this day, a bad news happened.

Rope tree is dead.

The 12-year-old rope tree died.

Just the day after his birthday.

On that ruthless battlefield, excessive impulsiveness is the end.

The battlefield is not playing house, let alone playing games.

If you are not careful, you will die.

As strong as the second generation of Hokage Tokaima, he couldn't escape the end of being surrounded and beaten to death.

Back then, the rebellion launched by Jinjiao Yinjiao directly killed the second generation of Raikage, which shows its strength.

And Feijian was also a key target of attack, and he was able to escape Yunyin Village with a six-person elite team, which shows that his strength is already good.

If it weren't for the fact that his Flying Thunder God hadn't been practiced to the extreme at that time, and transferring the six of them outside Yunyin Village was the limit, he wouldn't have died.

The leader of the Kage class, Tomona, would die even if he was ambushed, not to mention Nawaki, who is no more powerful than the Chunin.

That day, it was raining.

Tsunade returns to Konoha with Nawaki's body.

Tsunade, who has always been heartless, cried very sadly this time.

Tsunade, who came back from the rain, hugged Zhenxiu.

"Grandpa, I... have no younger brother."

Suppressing her sadness, she came back all the way, and after saying this, she cried in despair.

That was the first time Shinshu saw Tsunade like this.

He was a little distressed.

He patted Tsunade on the back, but didn't speak.

The current Tsunade doesn't need consolation.

Because along the way, there have been too many words of comfort.

She also listens more.

All she needs now is a quiet embrace, and a good cry is enough.

When you are tired of crying, you will stop.

With Qiwei in the middle, Tsunade leaned on Zhenxiu's shoulder and fell asleep.

What was once a little girl is now a young girl.

With their own responsibilities, they also have their own ideas.

As for rope trees, Tsunade has always been very fond of them.

That was her only brother.

Especially after the death of his parents, Tsunade regards his younger brother as his most important person.

Although Zhenxiu has a good relationship with Tsunade, they are elders after all.

Tsunade can respect him, worship him, and rely on him, but he still won't pamper him.

That would be weird.

But rope trees are different.

After the death of his parents, Tsunade felt his responsibility to Nawaki.

That kind of responsibility is similar to that of parents.

But for now, that responsibility has been discontinued.

It's like holding back a lot of energy, and suddenly don't know where to use it.

It was a sense of emptiness and powerlessness.

Putting the sleeping Tsunade on the chair, Shino sighed.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, he has seen through.

But Tsunade hasn't.

How could she easily accept such a reality when she was still young.

"poor child."

Zhenxiu sighed again and walked into his kitchen.

This small kitchen is his world, where he can display all his strength.

Unable to comfort him with words, Zhenxiu can only choose the cuisine he is best at.

This dish is the most suitable way to stimulate the tired body and the stomach that has no appetite after sadness.

The white tofu is just done, take it out.

Soy is the next key.

Soybeans are boiled in broth, crushed, seasoned with sauce, cooked to produce the aroma of meat, and then shaped into the shape of the meat, which is quickly fried in an oil pan to set the shape.

Soybean ground meat is formed.

There is no tenderness of meat, and some only have a crispy taste.

This texture will be the key to unlocking the taste buds.

Mapo tofu, a home-cooked side dish.

But in the hands of Zhenxiu, an incredible smell erupted.

A piece of crimson, slightly whitish tofu, and the ground meat that could have been faked for a long time.

When the cooking is finished, a red light flickers in the center of Qiwei.

But the strong aroma swept over like sea waves.

The aroma is like a hook that can arouse everyone's appetite.

Even if it's a sleeping person.

Tsunade's nose moved, and then slowly opened his eyes, revealing those amber eyes.

"This smell...it smells so good."

Tsunade sat up straight, and saw a mapo tofu placed in front of her.

Looking up, Zhenzhen smiled and looked at her.

"Eat a little. I know you haven't eaten much in days."

Zhenxiu said softly, with love in those golden eyes.

Tsunade's stomach could not help but growl when he smelled the aroma.

Tsunade's face turned reddish, a little embarrassed.

She is really hungry.

And for the first time in days, she felt hungry.

Since Nakoki's death, Tsunade has been like a person without feelings.

Except for the crying at the beginning, the whole person was numb.

Only here, in front of Zhenxiu, can Tsunade restore some of his original appearance.

Hearing Tsunade's stomach growl, Zhenxiu smiled and handed over a pair of chopsticks.

"Eat it quickly. The mapo tofu made by my uncle is delicious only when it's hot. It's not enough."

"Ok!"

Tsunade nodded, responded, and took the chopsticks.

Picking up a piece of red-dyed white tofu, Tsunade put it in his mouth.

The entrance is hot, followed by spicy, and the aftertaste is numb.

The three flavors are so seamlessly connected.

It sounds very subtle.

In addition to smelling the fragrance and seeing the color, the five senses are conveyed vividly.

When the ground meat is picked up, the last crispness bursts out.

That feeling is constantly impacting the future, and you can't help swallowing mouthful after mouthful.

A large plate of mapo tofu was eaten without Tsunade noticing.

When Tsunade's hand was empty, she was stunned for a moment.

"Finished?"

Feeling the warmth in his stomach, the spicy and numbing taste in his mouth, Tsunade realized that he had already eaten so much.

It's like magic.

A warm feeling swept over the whole body.

It seems that the sadness has also eased a lot.

That feeling is very strange.

"Tsunade, let him pass what has been there. Naruto is dead and can't come back. But he will always live in your heart. Your life is not over yet, and you need to live more warmly."

Zhenxiu said softly, the voice is not loud, and it is not a big reason.

Just saying it at this time, Tsunade suddenly felt that he wanted to get away.

I don't know if it's the effect of tofu, or if it's true cultivation, Tsunade really understands this truth.

Touching his flat belly, Tsunade pushed the plate in front of Zhenxiu.

Just when Zhenxiu was puzzled, Tsunade said, "Uncle, I want more."

Zhenxiu smiled lightly.

"it is good."

Cooking is like this sometimes, it can fill you when people are empty.

Perhaps it is only the stomach that is filled, but the soul seems to be redeemed.

How many people have been sad at night, but feel happy because of a supper.

Sometimes, maybe that dish fills up more than your stomach.

(End of this chapter)