Poverty Alleviation Princess

Today's Uchiha Madara almost couldn't hold back the fist that wanted to punch his best friend.

It's not that Uchiha Madara's violent blood awakened or that he suddenly figured out that he should get rid of Senju Hashirama for Uchiha.

It's because of what he's done recently, which can be summed up in one sentence as 'too beating'.

No matter if he is suddenly pulled to clear the bandits, there is still a competition to see who catches the most people.Or suddenly went to the Uchiha tribe to learn bird calls in the middle of the night just to call him out and go to the midnight gambling house...

Or he was taken to the mountains on a rainy day just to collect the first wave of freshly grown mushrooms after the rain to make mushroom mixed rice.There are also watching the sunrise early in the morning or watching the rainbow by the waterfall, which are not worth mentioning compared with these behaviors.

Compared with the first few, these can be described as normal.

But no matter whether it is normal or abnormal, it is certain to be beaten.

Of course, he can vaguely perceive the concern hidden in it, but he believes that, rather than concern, the main reason for doing these projects is Hashirama's own interest.

...feeling more itchy hands.

After a period of adaptation, Uchiha Madara gradually became less restless.Except for Uchiha and the truce zone he took the lead in establishing, everything else is familiar to him.

Whether it's a person or something else.

Familiar tribes, familiar clansmen, familiar mountains and rivers, and familiar battles.

Both his father and Quanna were well beside him.

The young children of the clan can also take on some trivial tasks in the armistice zone.

Help find lost items, help deliver items.

As long as they are in the truce zone, they are safe.You can even take half a day to study.Learning knowledge, learning from the experience of predecessors, learning a lot... He doesn't know why he thinks he should learn.

But it's great anyway.

Maybe those pictures are really too realistic dreams.

Or maybe there is something in the dark and then use this kind of picture to warn him.I hope he, and the ninjas, can make a difference.

Uchiha Madara thought.

It's just when you look at the gurgling stream and the large rice fields blown by the wind.In the dead of night, when looking at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

I still feel in a trance as if I still have something important to do.If you don't do it, that hole in your heart will never be filled.

——That must be difficult to describe in words, perhaps something more important than one's own life.

Uchiha Madara reached out to the moon.

As if wanting to grab something, he slowly closed his hands and clenched them into fists.

However, there is nothing in the clenched fist.Neither the moon in the sky nor the scattered light could be grasped by him.

really weird.

He opened his palm again.

Mingming felt that there should be a kind of light that he could hold in the palm of his hand.

It can be touched and the warmth can be felt.

Uchiha Madara closed his eyes.

Fall asleep in the cool moonlight.

Maybe it was the magic of the moon, he got up late the next day rarely.

By the time he hurried to the training ground, Quan Nai and his father had already finished training.

"Feel sorry."

He lowered his head, and said a little nervously and embarrassingly:

"I... I went to bed late."

In Uchiha Madara's memory, this is the first time that training has been delayed due to oversleeping.

He had gritted his teeth and was ready to be reprimanded and punished.

If it was the father...

However, the result was beyond his expectation.

"...So, let's go eat first."

The head of the Uchiha clan, who had been sullen all the year round, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth were a bit colder than his side, did not reprimand him like he used to.

Huh?

Uchiha Madara raised his head in surprise, only to see his father tilt his head unnaturally.

"Let's go, Quanna and I are going to have breakfast too."

"This..." Uchiha Madara was stunned.

"Brother, let's go."

After receiving his father's gaze, Quan Na happily held his brother's hand and led them to the restaurant.

"Today's breakfast has bean curd sushi."

"Quanna, don't be in such a hurry!"

Uchiha Madara ran forward with Quanna's strength, while turning his head to look at his father behind him.

The man who always stood at the front and led the entire Uchiha was still standing on the training ground.Then I don't know if it is my illusion.

Turning the corner of the corridor, Uchiha Madara looked away.

He always felt that he just saw his father smile.

It wasn't the awe-inspiring smile he had on the battlefield.

But softer.Just a slight unskilled curling of the corners of the lips made one feel a gentle smile.

It turned out that my father would also show such a smile.

Uchiha Madara was a little lost.

Until he was called out by Senshou Zhujian again, he was still distracted.But because Senshou Bashima was also absent-minded today, it didn't look special until now.

"Madara, do you know?" After a while, Senju Hashirama, who couldn't hide his words in front of his best friend, approached mysteriously.

"What?" Uchiha Madara asked along with his meaning, not very interested.

Where is there a casino where he can win three melons and two dates when he goes in?Or are there new mushrooms somewhere?

——I just hope it won't be another poisonous one.

Senshou Zhuma, relying on his good health, would even use his strong physique to resist the toxins of poisonous mushrooms that would not kill him for the sake of delicious mushrooms.

Anyway, it was these strange things that would make him care so much and tell him.

"Did you know that today, my lord father rubbed my head and wasn't angry with me!"

The boy with the mushroom head said in an exaggerated voice.

"I can't believe it's real."

It's not that he doesn't respect and love his father, it's just that the relationship between them has not been harmonious for various reasons.It is commonplace to say a word and disagree with each other twice.

On the contrary, like today, it is too rare for him to mess around with his father just rubbing his head and scolding 'brat'.

too weird.

"It turns out that my lord father also has such a side."

His emotion is exactly what Uchiha Madara also wanted to say.

He never thought that his father would have such a side, or in other words, he never thought that he would be able to see such a side of his father.

"Actually... I thought about it later."

Senshou Zhujian leaned back and simply lay down on the thick grass.

"Father, did you lose many brothers and sisters before, and many people you didn't want to lose?" He looked at the blue sky in a daze.I imagined long, long ago, when there was no him, whether my once young father would have been lying somewhere like this, sad, thinking...

Just like myself today.

"He... and uncles and aunts, did they ever think about peace?"

Senju Zhuma recalled the tragic ending of his young brother after being sent to the battlefield by his father.In the past, he could not understand or forgive such a father.

He even thought that he was just obstinately obeying those illusory ninja rules, and refused to leave the slightest tenderness to his relatives.

Now, for some reason, it seems that I understand something a little bit.

He couldn't say it, but he just felt sad.

Sudden sadness is constantly rising water, surrounding the whole heart.

"……may be."

Uchiha Madara also sat down, holding his knees and looking at the sky.

Thinking back to the father I saw this morning, and thinking of his firm body that was always tense and stood at the forefront of the Uchiha clan with his back to them.

For some reason, I feel that today's father makes people... feel sad for him.

Compared with not knowing sorrow, born to fight and kill.

Obviously, it is even more painful to close your eyes and choose when you know what is sad and what is painful.

He doesn't regret being born in Uchiha, nor does he regret being born as a ninja, but he doesn't agree with the way ninjas are now.

They can obviously do more and have more choices.

Uchiha Madara was stunned again.

Obviously it can... what?

Now that there is an armistice zone, what makes him take it for granted that even if he leaves the war, ninjas can rely on other jobs and other tasks to survive well?

Why can he be so sure?

"what happened?"

Noticing Uchiha Madara's momentary gaffe, Senju Hashima hurriedly turned over and sat up.

"Where is it uncomfortable? Ah... If what I just said made you feel uncomfortable, then I won't say it in the future." He looked at Uchiha Madara like this, his face was a little flustered.

Could it be that he stimulated his little friend and caused him to relapse?

"No...no." Uchiha Madara covered his face. "It's me... no, it's not."

He was incoherent, and then suddenly raised his head to look at his partner.

"If I say that I know that ninjas have other ways of survival besides the current mission, do you think I'm crazy?"

"……what?"

As the weather turned colder, A Yuan and Elena also started to pack their luggage, preparing to attend the 'parliament' attended by several forces and leaders from the two countries.

It was at this time that Cain realized that he had come here since he left London.It's been such a long time.

So long that even the seasons have rotated several times.

I really didn't notice it at all.

At the same time, he also realized one thing.

Such a long time has passed.

No 'misfortune' happened to me.

Of course, it doesn't mean that there are no bad things happening around. On the contrary, in fact, many things happened in this war-prone place.

He also experienced a lot.

But there's no such thing as 'him' misfortune.

No life was lost, no one went astray.

Even he himself has not thought about the past or that person for a long time.

It's as if they really have completely become the past, sealed up in the mind and stretched out, and can no longer affect the present life.

really weird.

Cain stared at his reflection in the teacup and was stunned.

Obviously once surrounded him like a shadow.Mingming once thought that he would not be able to let go of it in this life, and obviously thought that just like that person's curse, misfortune would keep befalling him around until he died.

But now, he didn't even have a moment's time to think about it.As soon as I open my eyes every day, I have to start planning today's work content. During the day, I go back and forth between the school, my tutor and my cousin's office.

Until I go to bed at night, my mind is filled with all kinds of work, for fear that I will accidentally miss some important work items that have not been completed.So much so that it was humiliating the next day.

Even the little hobby of poisoning has been squeezed into a corner.Only a little bit of time and energy was allocated...

Could it be that if you really devote yourself to work as your cousin said, you can really change your life against the sky and reach the pinnacle of life?