Yuu Uchiha is not Itachi

After Madara left, Mikoto didn't show too much, but Fuyue suddenly became depressed.

I have to admit that the conditions offered by Madara are really good. Not only do I go out to teach, but I also have food and housing, and I don’t need to pay a penny at home. Maybe it will last for decades, not to mention that Madara is also good-looking... ok Well, I admit that's not the point of the question.The point is that the senior and senior sister who are parents and have such a sense of economics didn't ask him for a huge amount of mental damage. This is simply violent! (Xiaoyou, should I say you are too realistic or too idiotic?)

"Dad, I have a question for you."

I took a slow breath and said seriously.

"what is the problem?"

"Why did you so simply agree to let Uchiha Madara go with me?"

After I tried my best to think about Fu Yue's idea but failed, I chose to ask the person directly.

Fuyue rested his chin with one hand, his expression instantly became extremely depressed, and he even frowned slightly. "Xiao Yu, don't you think this is a coincidence? Originally, there was no such person as you in the AB plot, and Sasuke was not born. Now the ultimate boss Uchiha Madara suddenly said that he would take you away. Is there a will in it?"

I hold my forehead.Fuyue, have you been overwhelmed by that god stick tea table?

I didn’t ask Fuyue any more, I picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. Unexpectedly, the TV was covered with snowflakes, and then the screen went black with a beep. Even the remote control in my hand emitted bursts of white smoke. .

I told Meiqin a fact very calmly: "Mom, the TV you bought is a counterfeit product."

This time it was Mikoto's turn to help her forehead. "Xiaoyou, this is the sixth time you have broken the TV this month. Although we have received compensation for the previous few times, the family's finances will really be unbearable..."

Hearing the sound of the door, I hurried to the entrance, picked up Itachi's little slippers and put them in front of me, adjusted my facial expression, raised the corners of my mouth to a perfect arc, and waited for Itachi to open the door.

In fact, the reason I did this was to avoid the "punishment" of being severely poked on the forehead.Probably because Shisui said that he always waited for his brother to come home like that. Itachi, who knew little about brother love, subconsciously thought that younger brothers who respected and loved his brother should wait for his brother to come home like Shisui... and then always talked This is implied to me inside and outside, and to put it bluntly, it is asking me to be like this.Speaking of which, I was also very nervous, and I didn't take it seriously at the beginning, so that when Itachi came back, he poked at me with a paralyzed little face, and then inexplicably troubled me for the rest of the time.

This time I learned how to behave. When Itachi pushed the door and entered, my sweet voice with four plus signs sounded——

"Brother, welcome back~~~"

Itachi patted the dust off his body, put on his slippers with a satisfied smile, and poked me lightly on the forehead.

"I'm back, Xiaoyou."

"Well, it hurts..."

Rubbing my forehead, I complained in a low voice with dissatisfaction: "I did as you said today, why are you still poking me?"

"Xiaoyou, what are you talking about?"

Itachi narrowed his eyes dangerously while stroking my hair.

"I said...I said brother, you must be tired, go and rest..."

Looking at him with a guilty conscience, I complained in my heart that he would hear Mao's voice so softly.

"I am fine."

Hearing the satisfactory answer, Itachi returned to his flowery smile. "After I left, Xiaoyou, did you obediently listen to what your father and mother said?"

"Of course, brother, I'm not a child anymore."

I dare not openly tell him that in the afternoon, the ultimate boss in Hokage, the legendary figure of the Uchiha family, Mr. Madara, came, and he also achieved his obscene and obscene purpose of taking me away with the consent of my parents. , I haven't lived enough...

"Ah, Itachi, you're back."

Mikoto, exuding maternal brilliance (?), walked out with Fugaku's support, and said weakly.

"Father, what's the matter, Mother?" Itachi looked at Mikoto with some doubts.

"Both of you help mommy to rest in the bedroom, I'll make some light dinner." Fuyue frowned and handed Miqin to us worriedly, put on her apron and said worriedly: "She just vomited It's been a long time, and she's very weak now. Mikoto will trouble you to take care of her."

"Father, please rest assured, Xiaoyou and I will take good care of Mother."

Itachi replied seriously, and took Mikoto to the bedroom with me, and put a towel wet with cold water on her forehead rather thoughtfully.

"Mother, is there any other discomfort?"

"I feel better. Itachi-kun is such a sensible boy."

Pulling away a faint smile, Mikoto felt her eyes moist.

"Xiaoyou, I think we should send my mother to the hospital."

Itachi looked at me with worried eyes.

"Mom, don't you have a stomach flu or gastritis?"

I remember throwing up when I had gastritis.

"I don't know. I suddenly smelled a vegetable smell, and then I felt sick..."

"Smell the smell of vegetables and make you want to vomit? Damn, you can't be..."

I stared at Mikoto with wide eyes in surprise, if it was true, the Uchiha family could be considered complete now.

"Ah, Xiaoyou, where are you thinking, how is it possible?"

Miqin's face suddenly flushed red, and her watery eyes glowed with an ambiguous light.

I'm embarrassed... Meiqin, even if you deny me, why are you blushing?This young master didn't say anything unclear at all, okay?

"Mom, are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital for an examination?"

Squinting my eyes, why do I not believe Mikoto's words so much?

"Ah, there's really no need. I made you worry, Xiaoyou."

Mikoto rubbed her temples, her whole body was filled with the radiance of motherhood...

Alright, Mikoto, I believe it.

And so it was until dinner time.

"My wife, are you feeling better?"

Fu Yue pushed open the door and came to Miqin's bedside, worry was all written on his face.

"My child's father, I may die soon..."

With crystal tears in Mikoto's eyes, she gently held Fuyue's hand.

Fu Yue, who was originally worried, immediately felt grief and indignation when he heard these words, tears welled up immediately, he grabbed Mikoto's hand, he couldn't even speak clearly, and gave full play to his first-class acting skills.

"No, it won't... My wife, don't think about it, you will be fine..."

"Don't cry, the child's father, if I go, you must raise the children well."

A crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of Mikoto's eye, she reluctantly looked around at her favorite relatives(?) beside her, and then fixed her eyes on Itachi.

"Itachi, my mother is gone in the future, you have to take good care of yourself, don't work so hard, your body is important. And Xiaoyou, please, he is still young, so I need you to worry about it. And you have to help your mother look after him Your dad, don't make him too sad..."

When Mikoto said these words, Itachi had tears in her eyes.

"Honey, don't say that, you will be fine, trust me..."

Fuyue burst into tears like rain, and big tears hit the quilt.

"Wife..."

"husband……"

The two held hands and looked at their tearful eyes, so the Uchiha family staged a live Qiong Yao drama.

"It's okay, it's not a serious illness at first glance."

Rolling my eyes that were not gorgeous, I looked at the two people who were very involved in the show with a look of contempt.

Itachi looked at me with a slight reproach in his eyes, and with such a swiftness as to steal his ears (...), he raised his hand and pointed at my smooth little forehead and poked it.

I rubbed my forehead and flattened my mouth without making a sound.

Well, if Miqin is seriously ill, how can Fuyue be in the mood to act in a Qiong Yao drama, and have you ever seen a critically ill patient with a red face so energetic?

"Come on, wife, don't cry, let's go eat."

Wiping away the tears on his face, Fuyue picked up Mikoto and walked to the kitchen. Itachi took my little hand and followed behind, as if seeing my flushed forehead feeling guilty, he gently rubbed it for me.

"Honey, look, I learned how to make these from you, and I specially made a lot of salmon sushi that you like."

Fuyue served more than a dozen dishes back and forth, and he graciously put a piece of salmon sushi for Miqin and put it in the bowl.

Itachi and I ate quietly.I thought about how I should repay Itachi rubbing my forehead just now, and put a big seaweed rice ball for him, and a big, sweet smile as a gift.Itachi's face suddenly turned red, and tears filled his big moved eyes (...).Itachi, it's just a rice ball, it can't be like this.

Miqin ate a piece of salmon sushi, her complexion changed immediately, she covered her mouth and rushed into the bathroom.Good guy, that speed was as fast as using a teleportation technique, and there was no one in front of me in a blink of an eye.

After more than ten minutes, Meiqin appeared on the dinner table again with a weak face, looking at the food on the table helplessly, but she had no appetite.

"Mom, do you want something to eat?"

"Hey, I just want to eat something sour."

Without saying a word, Fu Yue entered the kitchen with his apron in hand.After another ten minutes, a large bowl of fragrant and sour plum soup appeared in front of Meiqin, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, Meiqin drank it without saying a word...

Well, Miqin, are you sure you're not really pregnant?

After a few days like this, a particularly bloody incident happened at Uchiha's house.

It was a sunny day and the weather was wonderful.At home, Meiqin put the washed clothes to dry on the clothesline outside, the gentle breeze blew her long hair, the curtains in the room flapped, and even the clothes that were hung up to dry were blown.It is said that there is a large artificial pond in Uchiha's old house, which was specially built by Mikoto.It is now summer, and the lotus in the pond is blooming very beautifully. There are smooth pebbles paved on the bottom of the pond, and there are small fish swimming in the pond.Then there was another gust of wind, and the ferret and my little socks were blown one by one into the pond behind the clothesline.

At this time, the reader should say, don't put the socks in the water.But our Miqin is such a person who knows how to live, so she can say no to socks?So she lifted her skirt and went down to pick up socks.It just so happened that Fugaku, Itachi, and I were not at home that day.Meiqin was so alone, she entered the pond recklessly, the water wasn't too high, it just didn't touch her shoulders.Picking up the first sock went smoothly, but when Mikoto was going to pick up the second sock, something happened.

The cobblestones under her feet were too smooth, and with the small fish swimming back and forth, Mikoto slipped on it without noticing.It wouldn't have been too bad to slip, but seriously, Mikoto couldn't swim and choked on the water.

After several ups and downs, Meiqin fell into a coma.

When I came home, I found Mikoto floating in the pond, and my legs were shaking.While shouting for people, he called Fu Yue and Itachi, and then a group of neighbors hurriedly picked up Miqin and sent her to the hospital, where she went directly to the emergency room.

When Itachi arrived, he saw me with an anxious face and Fuyue who was asking the nurse nervously.The nurse glared at Fuyue and said in a high voice, "Master Mikoto is already three months pregnant, how could she be allowed to enter the water" and so on.

Then I saw Meiqin lying on a trolley with a hanging bottle being sent from the emergency room to the general ward.Itachi and I breathed a sigh of relief after being pleasantly surprised.

Fu Yue was so surprised that he didn't know what to say anymore. Miqin was already pregnant for more than three months, and they only wore it for a little over a month. This reality made him a little hard to accept.But Meiqin seemed very calm, she touched her still flat belly, her whole body was full of maternal brilliance.

"Hey, Itachi, Xiaoyou, tell me, what's your brother's name?"

Compared to Itachi who was thinking seriously, I just opened my mouth without even thinking about it.

"Sasuke, his name is Sasuke Uchiha."

In the Uchiha family, how can there be Itachi (Yu) without Zuo?

The days passed day by day, and our long-awaited little friend Sasuke was finally born.

Speaking of that day, Miqin was rushed to the hospital because of abdominal pain. Two hours later, our little friend Sasuke was born.So when Mikoto was pushed out of the operating room with little Sasuke in her arms, our mood changed from anxiety to joy to fright, no, we were frightened.Because when Sasuke was born just now, he looked really ugly... I have to sigh, I have never seen a newborn, I was really shocked by Sasuke's appearance, so that I didn't dare to move forward.

I didn't dare to take a closer look until Sasuke could open his eyes and be placed in the cradle.However, Itachi was obviously full of curiosity about this little guy, regardless of whether he could understand or not, he gently held his little hand and talked to him: "Sasuke, I am your brother Itachi, and I will protect you from now on. No matter what happens, I will stay by your side."

"It's okay, brother." I put my hand on Itachi's, and the corners of my mouth slightly raised. "You do what you want to do. I will guard you, Sasuke."

"Don't worry, I will become strong enough to protect the three of us in the future. So, don't worry, do what you want, I will always guard you."