Every time I'm lazy, I'm putting on big things, and I'm very tired today

Weekend, a rare time to rest.

Uchiha Fugaku is the head of the Konoha Security Department, and he is still not at home today, while Sasuke went out to find friends to play, so now only Mikoto is knitting a scarf under the corridor, sitting side by side with his eldest son.

She inadvertently glanced at the eldest son who was frowning. His expression was solemn, and there seemed to be an indelible gloom between his brows.

"Itachi, what's on your mind lately?"

Itachi flicked through the scroll for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

"No, mother."

"That's it..." Mikoto focused on knitting, her expression still peaceful, and the two fell into a brief silence. After a long time, she changed the subject and asked, "Speaking of which, when did Itachi stop calling "Mom"?" Woolen cloth? "

"......"

Itachi was silent for a moment, then replied in a low voice: "Probably at the moment when I realized that I should take on the responsibility of the big brother."

"But, Itachi, whether it's you or Sasuke, mother's favorite child, it's okay to act like a spoiled child once in a while."

Meiqin stopped what she was doing, looked over with inclusive eyes, and her voice was as gentle as spring water.

Tender to tears.

"I'm sorry that I have neglected to care for you all these years, so that you only hide what's on your mind and don't want to tell it."

"Mother..." Itachi lowered his head to let his sideburns hide his expression, and the hand holding the edge of the scroll kept tightening.

Seeing such a dejected figure of her own eldest son, Miqin's heart also tugged. She should have talked to Itachi long ago when there was a sign that something was wrong.But her son acted too calmly and deceived her mother, and the current situation was unexpected to her.

Mikoto gently hugged Itachi's thin body, comforting him softly like when she was a child.

"Itachi, you can tell mom about anything, mom will always be your most loyal listener."

As soon as she finished speaking, her eldest son, who had always been proud, suddenly covered his face in collapse, his voice trembling slightly. In her memory, Itachi showed such a vulnerable side in front of her for the first time.

"Mother...I...what should I do."

Itachi confided all his experiences in the past few months, including his own bewilderment and bewilderment, because his mind was too messy and even a little incoherent, but Mikoto still understood what he said.

Her mood was very complicated. She never thought that her eldest son, who had almost no desires, would be troubled by love one day. The person who made him sad was still such a person. He had no position to blame the other party. How could this not make her helpless.

No, in fact, she was aware of it.

Itachi had paid too much attention to that person when she was young, and she thought it was just admiration for the elder, so she didn't take it to heart.

It's a pity that the seed called love has long been buried, and it grows wantonly in the place where no one takes care of it, and blooms beautiful flowers.

However, because no one picked the flower, it gradually dimmed and almost withered.

If it were someone else, Mikoto might have thought about it, who would actually reject her well-educated eldest son, but if it was that person...it wouldn't be very surprising.

She sighed.

"First of all, Mom is sincerely happy that you like such an excellent person, but Itachi, you have to know that it is different from the world to say that you are all men... and you are the head of the Uchiha clan Eldest son, your every move will represent the entire Uchiha, are you really ready to take on all of this?"

Meiqin stretched out her hand to caress her son's increasingly mature face, her fingertips kept groping for the two ditches in his eyes, she watched Itachi's unconcealable bitter expression, she couldn't help slowing down her voice, and spoke earnestly.

"The path you choose will be more difficult than ordinary people. Mom is very worried about you."

I am worried that you will not be able to stick to your original intention, that you will be bruised and bruised on this road, and you will not end well.

Meiqin had seen several clansmen who were depressed because of emotional trauma before, like walking corpses.Her father told himself that those Uchiha talents were not good, even though they were lucky enough to take this opportunity to obtain the power of Sharingan, but their people have been abolished, and they will never return to their fresh and lively appearance. This is the curse of the Uchiha clan.

Uchiha is a family who live for love. When she was young, she didn't understand what it meant, but as she grew older and had Sharingan herself, she understood this sentence more deeply.

Her eldest son, at this time, is struggling with the fate that Uchiha cannot escape.

"But, but I don't want to give up, but if there is any hope, I want to fight. I have already embarked on this road, so how can I easily turn back?"

Itachi understood his mother's worry, but he didn't dare to look at Mikoto's worried eyes, feeling extremely pained and at a loss in his heart.

"I have prepared all the worst plans, and I am willing to take all the responsibilities, but I am just afraid, afraid that he will not accept me, and afraid that we will not even be friends in the future."

Hearing this, Mikoto smiled: "Then go after it boldly. It's useless to be afraid. When others take one step back, you can take ten steps forward. Even if my son chases someone, he will not lose to others. Show us Uchiha's aura. Come on. And seeing the attitude of the other party is not completely boring to you, so what do you think?"

"I..." Itachi pursed his lips, "I understand that what he said is to make me quit, and I also know that he is not as perfect as I imagined, but so what? When I realized my feelings, I already wanted him, and I almost held this heart in front of him and begged him to accept it."

Speaking of this, he laughed at himself: "I thought, mother, you would persuade me to give up. After all, not all parents can accept that their son will fall in love with a man."

Miqin smiled even more happily, her eyes glistened faintly.

"You child are really embarrassed to say, will you give up if I stop you? If I randomly find a girl for you to spend the rest of your life like other parents, it will be an innocent disaster for both parties , is very irresponsible.”

"For example, I am the daughter of an elder in the clan. I was married to your father from the pulp of my fingertips. Fortunately, we are in love. When I was young, I was confused when I heard this, and even Reluctant, but what your father did really made me dumbfounded."

Hearing that his mother began to mercilessly expose his father's background, Itachi didn't care about being sad, instead he burst into tears and laughed, and couldn't help asking: "How did father do it?"

"Fuyue, he—" Meiqin put it off, her smile was full of sweetness, "He didn't come to see me immediately after he heard the news, but asked someone to send me some of his own for several days. Carved gadgets, just because I heard that I like them. Although the carvings are not very good, but it is a heart, I want to meet this fiancé who has almost never met, but every time your father sees me Just run, like running from a scourge."

"It was only later that I found out that he didn't avoid me on purpose, but stayed up all night to carve out dark circles under his eyes, which was not good-looking. He also said that he liked me a long time ago just because he was so happy that he blushed so hard that he couldn't speak when he saw me. With those dark circles under his eyes, he is even more afraid to see me. Don’t you think he’s cute? He’s so cute!”

Meiqin giggled, the flowers trembling from her laughter, she wiped the tears of joy from the corners of her eyes, and continued: "But what made me completely accept this engagement is because of what he said—"If you still If you can’t accept my words, I will propose to the elders to cancel the engagement, and I will bear all the consequences alone, and you will not be involved.” At that time, Fuyue was also your age, and I was only ten years old. Although I was young, I could still feel it. to the sincerity of his words. "

"I thought about it at the time. Although I don't know what this man likes me, but he is so cute. A cute man will never be boring, right? Thinking about it this way, marrying this man who is five years older than me It doesn't seem so unacceptable to be a man. In this way, I married your father when I became an adult, and I had you soon."

While talking, Miqin changed the subject, and laughed like a lively atmosphere: "If I didn't already have Fuyue, let's talk about Xiaoyi's demeanor, who wouldn't be tempted? If I were 15 years younger, I would go after him too. Is it your turn again?"

Itachi also laughed, "Thank you, mother, for your generosity, but I won't give him up to you. Besides, if you say that, father will cry if he finds out."

"Cry as long as you cry, I'm not allowed to see a handsome man?"

Miqin pretended to be indifferent, which made Itachi laugh again and again, and the gloom in her heart dissipated a lot.

The mother and son smiled at each other for a long time before barely stopping.

Miqin slowly took Itachi's hand and leaned against his shoulders, leaning against his head, just like how she and her son snuggled up to each other under the corridor in countless memories.

Thinking of how the little dumpling in her arms had grown to such an extent that she was so proud, Miqin's tears finally overflowed her eyes after holding back for a long time. She kissed Itachi's forehead, her voice choked up uncontrollably.

"I'm very happy now... so I hope my children can also get the happiness they deserve."

"Baby, no matter what choice you make, mom will always love you."

The author has something to say:

I like this chapter of family drama very much. At that time, I cried and cried after empathizing with each other.Others will only accuse you of taking the wrong path, but your family will care whether you are tired or not.