Konoha Qiweiju

Chapter 278 The Little Fox at Night
Night falls.

Konoha ushered in a new life.

Makoto did not participate in the conversation between Tomona and Sakumo.

Because it is not necessary.

They are brothers in this life, and their relationship is very good, so union is inevitable.

And after a busy day, Zhenxiu was a little tired.

In the early morning, Konoha was empty, and there was no pedestrian.

Only Anbu, who hides in the dark, patrols around.

Of course, ordinary people can't find it.

It's just that in the perception of true cultivation, they are like fireflies in the dark night.

"Konoha, you will usher in a new life."

Zhenxiu murmured, and the orange-purple-patterned fleshy ball climbed onto the top of Zhenxiu's head.

"Why are you climbing up again, do you know how much you weigh? If you press me down like this, I won't grow taller."

Zhenxiu complained.

"A person who is almost 80 years old, how tall is he?"

Rouqiu made some complaints, found a comfortable position and straightened his body.

Really helpless.

"Can't you go by yourself?"

"No, it's time, I have to sleep. You walk well."

Well, I have become a means of transportation.

Facing the meat ball, Zhenxiu didn't bother to care about it.

One person and one cat walked in the night like this.

After a while, Zhenxiu saw his own room.

"what?"

Before he got there, Zhenxiu saw the yellow figure.

Vortex Naruto.

At this moment, he was curled up, trembling at the door of the room.

In the early morning of September, it was also somewhat cool.

Naruto's thin clothes seemed a bit inadequate.

Although a bit cold, Naruto didn't intend to leave at all.

"Why haven't you come back yet? The position that the hand-slapped uncle said is not wrong here."

Naruto muttered, but he couldn't help feeling sleepy.

How much energy can an eight-year-old child have to support it?

What's more, Naruto is a rambunctious one.

I don't know how much physical exertion during the day.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Seeing Naruto's trembling appearance, Zhenxiu stepped forward and said softly.

Naruto raised his head instantly upon hearing this.

"You're finally back! The red-haired weirdo!"

Zhenxiu frowned slightly, why did he become a red-haired weirdo.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I heard from the hand-slapping uncle that your last name is Whirlpool?"

"good."

"Then...then do you know my life experience?"

Naruto hesitated for a moment, but still mustered up the courage to ask.

At that moment, Naruto's expression was a bit complicated.

There are some expectations and some fears.

Expect the truth, fear disappointment.

Looking at the expression of an eight-year-old boy, Zhenxiu was slightly taken aback.

The eyes that have experienced the suffering in the world really make people feel distressed.

"You want to know your own parentage."

"Ok!"

"What kind of answer did you expect?"

Zhenxiu didn't say it directly, but asked rhetorically.

"I……"

Naruto was at a loss for words for a while.

What kind of answer?
He didn't think about it.

He just wanted to know why everyone else had parents, but he didn't.

"I just want to know where my parents are and who they are."

Naruto thought for a while and gave his own answer.

"Just like that?"

Zhenxiu murmured, not knowing whether to tell Naruto or himself.

"So can you tell me, the red-haired weirdo?"

Zhenxiu smiled and stroked Naruto's golden hair.

"can."

"That's great!"

Naruto was very excited, and then the cold wind hit, Naruto sneezed directly.

"Ah!"

"Tonight is very long, we can talk slowly, come in, this is not the place to talk."

Zhenxiu gently pushed open the door and walked in.

Naruto followed immediately.

The truth, the truth he expected.

eight years.

The lights came on, brightening the dark room.

"Naruto, sit down first."

The room is small, but has a warm feeling.

This is unmatched by Naruto's kennel.

Naruto sat down on the chair carefully.

Zhenxiu walked into the kitchen, and after a while, brought out a bowl of ginger soup.

"Drink it, the wind blows outside all night, be careful of catching a cold."

Naruto took the soup bowl, felt the warmth of his palm, and felt a slight warmth in his heart.

It's the feeling of being cared for.

Since childhood, Naruto has experienced this feeling very few times.

Perhaps it has only been experienced in the body of the day and the hand.

Now, there is one more.

"Thank you."

Naruto took a sip, but was choked immediately.

"Cough cough cough..."

Naruto coughed lightly, Zhenxiu smiled and said, "Drink slowly."

Naruto blushed, quite embarrassed.

"Looking at you like this reminds me of your mother. The same recklessness."

Zhenxiu said with a smile.

Hearing Zhenxiu talk about his mother, Naruto quickly put down the soup bowl in his hand, and asked: "Red-haired weirdo, what kind of person is my mother?"

"First of all, you can call me Brother Zhenxiu, or Uncle Zhenxiu, or Master Zhenxiu. The red-haired weirdo is really ugly. Do you understand?"

Naruto scratched his head and said, "Then I'd better call you Brother Zhenxiu."

"It's okay, that's what your mother called me back then. Your mother, named Uzumaki Kushina, is a very beautiful girl. It probably looks like this."

As Zhenxiu said, his hands were slightly sealed.

Transformation!
With a bang, a puff of white smoke drifted past, and Zhenxiu instantly turned into a red-haired girl.

That's exactly what Uzumaki Kushina looks like.

"This is... my mother?"

Naruto was shocked by the girl in front of him.

A beautiful girl, even prettier than Sakura, who he thought was the prettiest.

Such a woman is his mother.

It turned out that he had a mother, and she was prettier than all the women he had ever seen.

That inexplicable feeling made Naruto believe that the woman in front of him was his mother, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"mom!"

Naruto trotted for a while, and directly hugged Zhenxiu who performed the transformation technique.

Tears flowed from those blue eyes.

The grievances seemed to pour out at this moment.

How many eight-year-old children don't hug their mother and cry when they encounter grievances?

It's just that Naruto never had such an opportunity.

And now, that seems like an opportunity.

Zhenxiu was taken aback, but he didn't push Naruto away.

Even at this moment, he is just a substitute who cast the transformation technique.

"Naruto……"

Gently stroking the golden hair, the hut that has been unoccupied for a long time suddenly has a breath of life.

Rouqiu slightly raised his eyelids, looking at Naruto who was crying and sad, originally wanted to complain about something, but finally suppressed it.

With a jump, the meat ball left the living room and returned to its own nest.

"Human beings are really troublesome. That child of Kushina really loves to cry. I'm afraid it will be difficult tonight."

(End of this chapter)