818 My Little Friends Who Suddenly Became Big Bosses

"What are those kids talking about?" Mieko Uchiha covered her reddened cheeks, not sure if it was hot or dry, "My hand skills are not bad, if you really want to say how good it is, it depends on my master." Yes, she is really lifelike when she embroiders suddenly."

Asahina looked at the mirror in the corner and turned around on the spot. Mieko shortened the hem and sleeves of the overly long dress, so she was wearing it just right.

Hearing her words, the girl in the mirror suddenly showed a dissatisfied expression, "I don't care, I haven't seen your master's, so you are the most powerful in my heart!"

Even if she knew it was a compliment, Mieko Uchiha couldn't stop the smile on her face, let alone control her growing joy.

"Sure enough, it would be nice to have a daughter." Mieko Uchiha sighed, "Those three in my family would never say these things to me, and they think it's a waste of time for me to embroider them."

Asahina tilted her head and guessed: "Men and women have different aesthetics. They probably want clothes to be easy to wear, and come as convenient as possible."

"That's right." Uchiha Mieko said in a complaining tone, "You don't have to fight every day, why do you dress so rigorously? What's so good about wearing black?"

But she was just talking like this, how to do it or how to do it, after all, this is already a family tradition, and it can't be changed by a word from a woman like her.

In some things, those people are really as stubborn as cows, such as blood, and such as this dress.

Even these women who lived in the compound all the year round were not allowed to wear too flamboyant clothes, nor could they wear too many headgears, unless it was at a large banquet held by the clan or when they needed to go out to socialize.

Of course, the last one is her job as the wife of the patriarch, and it is also the reason why she has the set of twelve orders.

That year happened to be the tenth anniversary of the couple's marriage. Mieko didn't bother to remember this, but one day her husband suddenly pulled her, who was forced to be blindfolded, to a place mysteriously. I saw twelve single clothes placed in the center of the room.

"Like it?"

She still remembers her husband whispering in her ear, and her own trembling and disbelieving voice.

Mieko walked forward hesitantly, stopped when she was about to step on the hem of her clothes, then turned her head to her smiling husband and asked in surprise, "Is this...for me?"

After getting an affirmative answer, her vision was immediately blurred.

"Why are you crying?" Uchiha Tajima stepped forward in panic, carefully trying to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but it was of no use, his beloved wife cried even harder.

Recalling what happened in the past, Uchiha Mieko couldn't help laughing and shaking her head.

"I must have looked stupid at that time. Fortunately, there was no one else in the room, otherwise I would be really ashamed."

"It's totally unexpected that uncle would do such a romantic thing?" Asahina exclaimed in a low voice, "I thought he was as unreasonable as Brother Ban said."

Uchiha Mieko restrained her smile, sighed and said: "The relationship between the father and son is indeed not very good. If you want me to say, it's all because Tajima was too strict with Madara before. How can a four-year-old child take care of Madara? How about going to the battlefield?"

Asahina guessed hesitantly: "You mean... Brother Ban?"

Mieko nodded feebly, "No matter how good Madara's talent is, he was still just a child at that time, and I could bear with the training day and night, and actually took Madara to the battlefield without saying a word, and let Madara Killed someone with his own hands, just like him, can my son get close to him?"

The shock on Asahinaka's face didn't fade away, "I haven't heard Brother Ban mention this matter."

In fact, she didn't even know why the relationship between the father and son was not good. She asked about it once, and Uchiha Madara just replied lightly that they had different ideas.

This is something that happens in every family, so Asahi Naka didn't think much about it, and even after a few words of comfort, she didn't mention the scars of the other party anymore, so she didn't know until now that there was a different idea behind that sentence. What a heavy past.

"Don't think about it too much. The three of them, father and son, are all of this virtue. I will pretend not to know if I report good news or not bad news." Uchiha Mieko showed a comforting smile to the girl with a remorseful expression, "Speaking of which, at the beginning When I saw Madara coming back covered in blood, I almost went crazy with fright. I thought it was his blood, and I almost fainted. That guy Tajima dared to lie to me that it was the blood of a beast, and then showed me The result of their hunting in the mountains."

"Didn't they tell you the truth?" Seeing her shaking her head, Asahina asked again, "Then how do you know?"

"I really believed it at that time, but if they don't say it, they can't shut up other people's mouths, right?" Uchiha Mieko showed a helpless smile, "The father and son went to the backyard to deal with the prey. As an extra meal, I saw that the salt at home was not enough, so I wanted to go out and buy some, but I didn’t tell them, but before I reached the salt shop, several people came to congratulate me, saying that it was Madara’s today. The performance is very good, and the face does not change when surrounded by several enemies."

"...you must be very angry."

"Of course!" Uchiha Mieko slapped her thigh fiercely, "If I hadn't remembered to maintain my image and not let them see what's wrong, I'm afraid I wouldn't even buy salt, just buy it directly. ran home."

"What do you think these two people think? Do you really think you can hide it from me for the rest of your life? When I got home, I scolded them together!"

As she spoke, she laughed.

"You didn't see their expressions. The father and son look like they were carved out of the same mold, and the guilty look is exactly the same."

"Keep your head down and dare not speak or move?" Asahina guessed.

Uchiha Mieko showed curiosity, "How do you know?"

"That's what Quan Nai looked like today when Brother Ban found out he was lying." Asahinaka replied honestly, "I almost thought he was going to cry because of his wronged appearance."

"Yes, that's it." Imagining that scene, Mieko couldn't help laughing, "But when I found out that she was lying, Madara really cried."

Asahina Hana's eyes widened in shock, "Is he crying?"

"Yeah, I cried so sadly, I kept saying 'Mom don't hate me', it made me want to cry."

Uchiha Mieko has no intention of covering her son's shame at all, but keeps exposing the dark history that she wants to forget.

Uchiha Quanna, who was hiding next door and eavesdropping, was already petrified by what she heard.

Brother actually has such a time!

Fortunately, he dared to say that he looked like a girl!He didn't cry!

Just when Uchiha Izuna covered his stomach with one hand and covered his mouth with the other and laughed wildly silently, a hand suddenly appeared and put it on his shoulder, and then a hell-like Shura-like voice rang in his ears.

"It's fun to hear, isn't it?"

Uchiha Izumi: My life will die.

Asahina covered her mouth in time to prevent herself from laughing too impolitely, "Brother Ban?"

Uchiha Mieko nodded, "Although I really want to see Tajima cry like that, but it's a pity that he doesn't have one."

"Even when he admitted his mistake, Tajima still had a serious face, and he couldn't tell that he was worried at all. I'm sure I won't do anything to them."

On the contrary, it was her eldest son who lied to his mother for the first time, and he was persuaded by his father to say so. He must have been very scared at the time, otherwise he wouldn't have cried like that.

Speaking of which, Madara will become what he is now, and he really has the true inheritance of his father, but Quanna has not become a bad adult like his father because of his elder brother's protection.

"From what you said, their relationship should have been pretty good before. How did it become like this?" Asahina asked puzzled.

This is what she can't figure out the most. Even her temperament has become exactly the same. No matter how you look at it, this is something that happens only after getting along day and night. If the relationship is not good, how can they still be so close?

Asahina Hana spoke out her thoughts, and all she got was Uchiha Mieko's gratified eyes and helpless smile.

"Because they are father and son, they both have the same blood in their bones, so they are so similar."

She rubbed the girl who was still innocent, and Asahina bowed her head obediently, let the other party mess up and then straightened her long hair.

"Maybe...it's because the position of patriarch is too difficult to sit in."

After a while, Uchiha Mieko murmured this sentence, Asahina Hana heard it, and Uchiha Madara, who was standing by the wall instead of her younger brother, also heard it.

She chuckled, "I don't know when it started. They never told me what happened outside, whether it was good or bad. Although I was angry, there was nothing I could do. I could only try my best. Thinking of a better place, if it wasn't for Quan Nai's company, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to make it through."

She still remembers the day when she gave birth to Quanna, which happened to be within the expected delivery period, but her husband and son failed to come back within the planned time, which made Mieko Uchiha who had been waiting for them all night couldn't help wondering if something was wrong. What was the accident? Was there any danger to their lives? They didn't close their eyes all night, and they passed out with deep worry and exhaustion just before dawn, and they didn't even realize that their amniotic fluid had broken.

If it weren't for the patrolling people who came in to take a look at the light still on so early, no one would have known when the mother and son would have died.

Because the baby has already entered the birth canal, caesarean section cannot be performed, and none of the doctors present are willing to take this risk, but they can only use a special method to forcibly wake Uchiha Mieko from a coma.

However, this didn't solve everything. The woman who had been up all night obviously didn't have the strength to exert herself. Seeing that she was about to pass out from the severe pain, there was a sudden noise outside.

"mom!"

"Mieko!"

In a daze, Mieko Uchiha heard two familiar voices, which reminded her of something she had temporarily forgotten.

Calling over and over again to get the woman out of the semi-conscious state, and then she heard someone shouting in her ear to use force, and Mieko followed suit.

Maybe she yelled, maybe she didn't, and the next thing she could remember was the sonorous crying.

The month after that was the happiest day she had spent in these years. In order for her body to recover and not leave any sequelae, the father and son turned down the last task. Fortunately, nothing happened during this period. The big thing, it made her go into confinement safely, and the depression that had some faint symptoms did not know where it went.

"Their duties are dangerous enough, I can't be that burden and make them worry about me every day."

With this belief, coupled with the cute smile of the youngest son in her arms, Uchiha Mieko insisted on coming through.

Then I never asked any of their experiences outside.

She didn't know what to do other than trust that her family would come back safely.

"Brother?" Izumi Uchiha looked helplessly at his elder brother who also looked blankly, "Did something like this happen when my mother gave birth to me?"

It's not that he doesn't believe his mother, it's just that the facts are too heavy and his subconscious mind refuses to accept them.

Uchiha Madara moved his Adam's apple, his throat was so dry that it was extremely difficult for him to swallow, and he could even taste the rust in his mouth.

"En." He made a sound with all his strength, and then he couldn't say a word, but Quanna's words were still echoing in his head.

Did such a thing happen?

He actually doesn't know anything.

How can he know nothing?

The author has something to say: I don’t know why the writing is getting longer and longer, and I even forgot the last bird...