The Heavens' Road to Strengthening from Hokage

"Go away! Go away, don't run away!"

After Qiye was quietly observed by someone for more than ten days, he spoke for the first time on this morning, while Orochimaru was cooking in the kitchen.

But just such a sentence made Tang San stand dumb next door.

Because the word Gun Gun was yelled in the words he used to call the world.

'boom! '

Ignoring the bowl that fell on the ground, Tang San, who was only a little over two years old, hurried out the door, looking at the Qiye who was already hugging the black and white dumpling and laughing at the door of the next door, a bit of trance and reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

"Go away..."

Qiye hugged Roll, who was only half as big as him, and he hugged Roll vigorously, walking towards the yard with his short legs.

As for Tang San, who was standing more than ten meters away, watching eagerly...

Seven nights with a heart full of billowing should definitely not be seen.

"My precious son, I told you not to run around. Next time if something happens, just call daddy to help you..."

Orochimaru came out of the kitchen, still holding a shovel in his hand, and the gesture of hugging Qiye anxiously made some people feel sour.

But until watching them go home, Tang San stood where he suddenly realized something.

Of the father and son over there, it seems that only the father is talking, and the little child has never called 'Daddy'.

Could it be, can't speak the language of this world?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, Tang San returned home, and put the bowl that was dropped on the ground and the edge was slightly damaged.

When he ran out just now, the sound of the bowl falling on the ground should have been quite loud, but Dad was not woken up at all in the room.

Sure enough, you can't compare with others. The difference is not just 01:30...

But different from Tang San's guess, Qiye's current state is not a kind father and son filial piety at all.

There is only Qiye who has been staring, and Orochimaru who is about to laugh and smoke.

"Is being a father very enjoyable?"

Qiye has already cast a blank stare at Orochimaru countless times to express her disgust.

Is this guy really addicted?

As long as there is an opportunity, the word "father" must be said.

"It's a rare opportunity, I don't want to miss it, because I won't be able to beat you in the future."

Orochimaru said bluntly that he did it on purpose.

"I'll let you have another two years of embarrassment, and I'll talk when I feel the same!"

Although it was very disgusting, Qiye didn't say anything more, let alone forbid the self-comfort of Dashewan.

In the following days, Qiye began to live at home again.

Orochimaru cooks all kinds of delicious food every day, thousands of years and tens of thousands of soul beasts are slaughtered and made into delicacies and delivered to him, and sometimes they chase them to trees to feed them.

And the father and son next door gradually became a pattern where the son cooks and the father drinks and sleeps.

More than a year passed by, and Dashemaru, who hadn't left since he moved in, suddenly went out in a hurry, and temporarily entrusted Qiye and Gungun to old Jack to help take care of them.

"Little San, is your father still drunk and sleeping?"

Old Jack came over with some fruits, but when he walked to the door of the blacksmith shop, seeing Tang San who was cooking, he couldn't help but walked over to care.

"Grandpa Jack, my father hasn't gotten up yet, are you going to make farm tools?"

Tang San has gotten used to it in the past few years, getting up early every day to cook for them and his father.

But this is not a problem, he himself started to go to the mountain to start practicing every morning before his father got up.

Because of the practice, the entanglements I had been struggling with before were much less, but every day when I went home, I would always slow down habitually when I passed by the gate of the courtyard not far away.

But from the age of three to now, almost a whole year has passed. He passed by the next door every day, but he never met that child before going out.

"No, it's Xiao Qiye next door. His father has something urgent to leave today. Before leaving, please ask me to go over and help take care of him for a day..."

Speaking of this, old Jack suddenly realized that he shouldn't be here chatting now.

After accepting someone's gift, there are some things that have to be done well.

"Xiao Qiye?"

Tang San knew the name of the child next door for the first time.

For a long time, no matter whether the father next door was happy or angry, or even sometimes furious because the child climbed to the treetop and almost fell, he would always only call him his precious son.

"Yes, Qiye is a child adopted by Mr. Orochimaru. It is said that when he picked up this child, he was wrapped in patches of blue silver grass. It was also pitiful..."

Old Jack was a man who couldn't hide his words. When someone heard him say it, he naturally talked about the helplessness and emotion he had just heard from Orochimaru this morning.

Just this one sentence, the child wrapped in blue silver grass, woke up Tang Hao who was eavesdropping in the room in an instant.

He still remembers the child who appeared on the Blue Silver Grass back then.

He didn't know what caused the sudden disappearance at that time, but the more he thought about it later, the more he felt entangled, if it was really left by Ah Yin, would it disappear because of his furious palm at that time.

But after all, there are some things that cannot be made up after the past. He is unwilling to find out the truth, but he has no way to make any changes.

but now...

Could the kid next door really have such a coincidence to appear in front of him again?

Regardless of whether this is the case or not, Tang Hao decided to find a chance to take a look and confirm the identity of the child.

But right now he couldn't do anything, but Tang San couldn't help wanting to go next door.

The father is not at home. If he goes over to take a look now, he might be able to find out whether the child is like him...

"Oops, we can't talk any more. It's almost time for their children to eat. I have to wake him up and help him heat up the food on the stove..."

After talking for a while, old Jack finally realized what he should do.

"Goodbye, Grandpa Jack!"

Tang San sent Old Jack out with a smile on his face. Seeing that figure walk into the door of the neighbor's house not far away, he turned around and poured out the clear soup and porridge in the pot, and then went to call Tang Hao for dinner.

Everything is still as usual, father and son have their own ideas, but at the moment they are not showing it.

When they saw Old Jack leave, Tang Hao told Tang San that he had to go out for something and asked him to stay at home.

When only he was left at home, Tang San packed up the dishes and wanted to go to the next door, but was stopped at home by the old Jack who came over again.

"Grandpa Jack, what are you..."

Tang San looked at the bag of fruit in Old Jack's hand, did he go to the next door again?

"You kid has a hard life, with such a father. I haven't been here much in the past few years, and I don't know your situation. Hey..."

Old Jack put down the fruit in his hand, and looked at Tang San with emotion on his face.

After he finished speaking, Tang San finally understood the purpose of Old Jack's visit.

This is to see the treatment of the children next door, and feel that his life is too bitter, so I come here to deliver fruit to him.

With the sudden concern, Tang San felt that his eyes were a little moist.