Konoha Qiweiju

Chapter 239 Gaara

"Old man, why should you care about life and death?"

Qiansha sat there with a smile on his face, looking at Zhenxiu.

"Don't you care?"

"Why care about things that are useless?"

Zhenxiu smiled, which seemed to make sense.

"I eat your cooking every day, and I can feel that there is love for cooking in your cooking. Since you love cooking, why should you live like a dead tree for the sake of death? Those you lost will not I like you so."

"maybe."

Qiansha looked at Zhenxiu, not knowing whether he listened to what he said or not.

In the following conversation, Zhenxiu seemed to have no intention of responding.

The atmosphere returned to that silence again.

Qiansha had no choice but to leave.

Zhenxiu watched him leave without saying anything.

Qian Sha's words are very reasonable, and he understands it.

But so what.

There are many reasons in this world.

Who doesn't know.

But so what if you know.

Knowing it doesn't change anything.

In the end, you have to digest it, and you still have to rely on yourself.

"Meatball, look, there are interesting people in this village."

Rouqiu glanced at Zhenxiu, lay in his arms, and continued to nest.

Customers came one after another, Zhenxiu was busy for a while, and the shop was empty again.

Just when Zhenxiu was about to close the door, a small red head tentatively poked in.

Red hair, black eye circles, very cute.

He looked like he was only three or four years old.

"smell good."

The child said nonchalantly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but glistening saliva flowed out.

The aroma of cooking in the restaurant attracted this little glutton.

"Grandpa, can I have something to eat here?"

The child's eyes were eager, and those emerald green eyes were as bright as jewels.

It's just that there is still a trace of fear hidden in those eyes.

Fear of rejection.

That cautious movement makes people feel that this child has an extraordinary experience.

"can."

Zhenxiu smiled kindly.

"Really? Great!"

The child's eyes lit up, but he still didn't dare to walk in.

"Come in, what do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine."

"Okay, you wait."

Zhenxiu walked into the kitchen, and the child looked around curiously.

When he saw the meatball lying on the deck chair, curiosity appeared in his eyes.

I feel that this meatball has a sense of intimacy.

The child's eyes swept over, and Rouqiu also raised his eyelids.

They looked at each other, as if they saw something else.

Meatball froze for a moment and stood up.

This feeling……

Shouhe?

Gaara's eyes were blurred, as if he was about to faint.

Meatball was about to pounce on it, but Zhenxiu walked out at some point, and took Meatball into his arms.

The child's blurred eyes also came back to life.

"Don't make trouble."

Zhenxiu said in a low voice, and Rouqiu then quieted down.

Putting a bowl of fried rice in front of Gaara, Zhenxiu said, "Eat it."

"what is this?"

Looking at the golden rice grains in front of him, Gaara asked curiously.

"Golden Fried Rice."

"It's amazing, it can be made as golden as sand."

Gaara's face was full of amazement, and he was so excited that golden sand came out from his side, holding up the bowl of fried rice.

Seeing the grain of sand, Gaara was startled, and quickly controlled the sand to disappear.

Bang!

The sand was lost and the plate with the fried rice fell on the table.

After shaking it twice, it didn't break, just spilled a little.

Gaara looked at Zhenxiu in panic, but saw that there was no hatred on his face.

Not to mention any change in expression.

It's as if nothing happened just now.

Seeing Gaara looking at himself, Zhenxiu also looked at him.

"What's wrong? Look at me like that without eating."

"Grandpa, you... aren't you afraid of my sand?"

Gaara asked suspiciously.

Since he was conscious, everyone who saw his sand would be terrified.

Some would even throw rocks at themselves or something.

This is Gaara's first time seeing that people other than Yashamaru will not be afraid to see their own sand.

"Why are you afraid? Isn't this village full of sand?"

"Um... That's right. I don't know why, everyone is very afraid of my sand."

Gaara said aggrievedly.

This is something he cannot understand, and it is also something that makes him sad.

He wants to play with other children.

But everyone is afraid of him, discriminates against him, and doesn't want to play with him at all.

This made Gaara very sad.

Apart from Yashamaru, he doesn't even have a friend to talk to.

"Hehe, maybe they are boring."

"Boring? What is boring?"

Those emerald green eyes were filled with great doubts.

"Who knows."

"what?"

Gaara was even more puzzled.

Zhenxiu walked to the rocking chair, sat down, and gently stroked the meatball.

"Eat it, if you don't eat it, it will be cold."

Saying so, Zhenxiu closed his eyes.

The rocking chair swayed slightly, as if Gaara didn't exist.

Seeing this, Gaara didn't dare to bother anymore.

He picked up the spoon on the side, scooped up the golden fried rice like sand, and swallowed it mouthful.

"This taste!"

Gaara's eyes widened, the three-year-old little tongue has never experienced such a wonderful taste.

Even Yashamaru's craftsmanship is far inferior.

The hungry stomach instantly gained the most original enjoyment of human beings.

The delicious shock left a deep impression on the kid's mind.

"This rice grain that is as golden as sand is actually so delicious. It's amazing."

Wo Gaara said childishly, then turned to look at Zhenxiu.

The old man was still shaking in the rocking chair, without even lifting his eyelids.

But Gaara is still very happy.

Because Zhenxiu never left.

This is the first person other than Yashamaru who is willing to share a room with him.

Even with his eyes closed.

After eating the fried rice bite by bite, Gaara was as sweet as eating honey.

When Gaara finished eating, he quietly walked to Zhenxiu's side.

"Grandpa, I'm done eating."

He whispered, but Zhenxiu didn't answer.

It looked as if he had fallen asleep.

Seeing this, Gaara scratched his head, a little at a loss.

"Yashamaru said that you have to pay for the food, but where should you put the money?"

Gaara muttered, took out a banknote, and didn't know where to put it.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and patted himself on the forehead.

"Have it!"

As the sun went down, Zhenxiu woke up slowly.

"Slept for a long time."

Zhenxiu whispered and was about to stand up when he saw something on the floor.

(End of this chapter)