Naruto: The villain template of me is regarded as the savior.

“My home is right there!”

Xiaoshi pointed at the village in front and looked excitedly at the people behind him.

However, after entering this mountainous area, the scene before him made Hu Ping's face change slightly.

Eighty percent of the farmhouses scattered among the hillsides are dilapidated, with weeds growing on the eaves and no one cleaning them. All that is seen is a desolate scene.

"small stone."

Ye stood behind Xiaoshi, letting the others disperse and hide. He looked at the abandoned fields and frowned, "What's wrong with those farmhouses? How come there are so many of them with no one taking care of them?"

"Well, maybe everyone in the family left or died." Xiao Shi scratched his head. "It has been raining heavily for years, and they have to pay a lot of grain. They either fled to the capital or to the north. After the farmhouse was abandoned, few people would like to see it."

Hu Ping's eyes flickered, and he said to himself, "I didn't expect that after not coming back for so long, it would turn out like this..."

He was also a child born in this village, but there were at least a few hundred people living here at that time.

Today, after experiencing war, plague, famine and looting, some have died, some have escaped, and there are probably less than a hundred people left.

Compared with the north where everything is in ruins, this place is really dilapidated.

"I should have come earlier." Hu Ping said with some self-blame, "I haven't been back all these years... If I had noticed it earlier, I wouldn't have starved to death so many people."

The houses on the shore were empty, and his heart was empty too.

A dilapidated farmhouse means the death of an entire family.

"Grandpa! I'm back!"

"Wang Wang! Wang!"

Before they knew it, they had arrived at Xiaoshi's home.

In front of the dilapidated house was an old man with a hunched back. After hearing the sound, he subconsciously looked up, and saw Xiaoshi running towards him. A smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

Xiao Shi whispered something in the old man's ear for a while, and the old man looked at Ye and others with surprise.

"Old man." Hu Ping also walked over with a playful smile, "It seems that you are in good health."

"You are... Skinny Monkey? How dare you come back?"

The old man smiled and squeezed his arm, saying with emotion, "Not bad, not bad, you've become much stronger. You're the only one who was able to come back alive after going out, you must have suffered a lot."

As if thinking of some bad experience, the smile on Hu Ping's face faded a lot, but he soon explained with a smile: "In fact, there are still a few people alive, but they didn't go with me this time. You should be able to see them coming back after a while."

"Okay, okay, I'm glad you're back." The old man smiled and nodded, looking up at Ye who was approaching.

The originally burly Ye had returned to his normal size. He walked up to the old man, clasped his fists and said in a serious tone, "Sorry for bothering you."

"It's okay, it's okay. Little Stone told me everything."

The old man smiled and waved his hand, then patted Hu Ping on the head and said, "I also want to thank you for taking care of Shou Hou. This kid has no parents and he relied on the help from the village to survive. I have watched him grow up, so I am half his grandfather."

"Grandpa, I'm not Skinny Monkey anymore." Hu Ping rubbed his head and muttered, "I have a name now. My name is Hu Ping."

"Hu Ping, what a good name, better than Shou Hou." The old man laughed, looked at Ye Xiao and said, "It's almost dawn, and the weather is good during this period. I have to hurry to the fields, so let Xiao Shitou greet you first."

"Naturally, we can't delay farm work. Please don't mind us. We are just taking a break and will leave in the evening." Ye Yu said politely, "I have nothing to do. If you don't mind, I will go and help."

"help?"

The old man's cloudy eyes swept over Ye, and seeing the neat black robe, he shook his head and said, "You should be a samurai or a ninja. There is no need to force yourself to do such a menial thing."

"How can farming be considered a menial task?"

Ye subconsciously retorted, then slowed down his tone and explained: "Please don't get me wrong, we are not ninjas or samurai. We were once civilians, and now we are just trying to make a living."

The old man put away his smile and asked in surprise: "Not samurai and ninja? Then you..."

Although he didn't have much knowledge, he knew about and had seen samurai and ninjas. In his eyes, samurai, ninjas and civilians were completely in a different class.

Samurai were the personal guards of the nobles, and ninjas were a group of people who did not engage in production.

The old man really didn't like these two kinds of people. He just didn't want to offend them. After all, he knew at a glance that they were not easy to deal with. But he didn't expect that they were not samurai and ninjas...

Hu Ping couldn't help but say, "Old man, Ye...Uncle Ye was once a refugee. I saw refugees exchanging their children for food and almost starved to death. How could you think farming is a cheap job?"

"...For refugees to be able to achieve this, it seems something extraordinary has happened in the north."

The old man was silent for a long time, then he sighed deeply and his smile became more sincere: "Even so, there is no reason to let guests work."

A few words made Ye reluctantly give up the idea of ​​helping. The old man called Xiao Shi aside and whispered: "I hid a sweet potato under the table. When you cook porridge for them later, don't just put sweet potato leaves in it, put the sweet potato in it."

Xiao Shi licked his lips subconsciously and nodded repeatedly, "I understand, Grandpa."

The old man turned to look at Ye and Hu Ping and said with a smile, "Then you guys chat, I'll leave first."

Ye watched the old man turn and leave, his eyes gradually becoming deep.

With his good hearing, he naturally heard what the old man secretly said to Xiao Shi, and he couldn't help feeling touched and uncomfortable.

At this moment, the corner of Ye's clothes was tugged. He looked down subconsciously and saw Xiao Shi holding a black square carefully.

"What is this?" Ye was stunned.

"Oh." Hu Ping recognized the black mass and said nostalgically, "It's black bread. I haven't seen it for a long time."

After that, under Xiaoshi's eager gaze, he picked up the piece of black bread, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it with a crunching sound, gave Xiaoshi in front of him a thumbs up, and said vaguely: "Familiar taste."

"Pooh!"

He spat out two stones, touched his stomach and said, "Bread made from wheat flour mixed with bran, mixed with sawdust and small gravel, is the garbage that the nobles gave to their servants as a reward, or used for disaster relief."

"At that time, I couldn't even eat it if I wanted to. It was only when I left the village that an old lady gave me a piece."

"It tasted really good at first, but now I think about it, it's not that I like to eat it, I just had no choice because I was hungry, very hungry, and it can be preserved for a long time, so other people won't look down on it and it won't be snatched away."

Hu Ping knew very well that with a piece of black bread like this, he only needed to swallow it one piece and then gulp down a few mouthfuls of water to sustain himself for two days. He had experience in this regard.

"Xiao Hei, what's wrong?"

Xiao Shi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously followed his line of sight. With squinted eyes, he saw more than a dozen figures wearing green vests constantly approaching from three directions at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

Xiao Shi recognized the identities of those people instantly, and the candy wrapper in his hand fell to the ground in a daze.

That is, Konoha Ninja?