[Naruto] The political value of the founding group is full!

The sky is bright, and the birds are busy looking for hard-won food in the ice and snow, contrary to the noise of spring.There was silence inside and outside the room.

Zheng-chun overslept for the first time in six years.

It's the dream with its ups and downs, she thought.

First, Zashiki Zhan, who vomited blood while pulling Zheng Chun, cried and shouted to name her moves, such as "Tathagata God Palm" and "Eighteen Falls on Clothes", each one was more unreliable than the other;

Then the TV began to broadcast the report that the Chang'e-N met the real jade rabbits in Otsutsuki Yu Village on the moon inexplicably, and the national defense bosses went to Hinata's house to drink tea;

The last one is the most nonsensical. Zheng Chun saw her head carved somewhere that looked like Mount Rushmore.

Patting his face vigorously with clear water to cheer himself up, Zheng Chun got up to start another day of social life.

With a little apprehension about being late for work, Zheng-chun found that Shunzi was genuinely happy when she was lying in bed.

"I'll eat here." Shunzi hugged the soft pillow and sank into the soft brocade pile, no one dared to lift her quilt.

Zheng-chun is not envious at all. Zheng-she has the kind of heater that is pure dog hair and expensive.The Zheng-chun eyes of Ah Fu lying on his body were already dead.

"Ah, Hinata, Mother told you to find her." When Sunja saw Masaru, the expression on her face froze for a while.

"Madam has a lot of work to do every day, I hope you can tell me when I can bother you?"

"Just go and find it." Oh, that's what you said.

"Hinata, come in."

"Yes." Zheng Chun followed the stern-looking elderly maid step by step, and entered the power center of the back house.

Since arriving in Naruto World, Zhengchun has met many women, and Mrs. Daimyo is the one who most resembles modern femininity among them.If she wears a suit instead of a kimono, and wears her hair in a bun instead of a bun, then she will be as high as 90.00% similar to the head teacher of Zhengchun High School.

The brush in Madam's hand kept on, she looked up at the older waitress, and then started to work again, very much like the person who invigilated the exam while grading papers.Zheng-chun saw the stacks of paperwork on the table, all of which were written by various localities.

After processing another official document, she put down her pen and looked at Zheng Chun: "I have enough guards here. Now that you have become Shunzi's guardian ninja, some restrictions on being a stand-in before can be lifted."

Her expression softened for a moment: "Go back and visit your parents during the Spring Festival."

"Mrs. Xie."

"Go." She picked up the pen again.

The short conversation ended, and Zheng-she took his leave.

"...Do not reveal the map of the Daming Mansion, and do not mention Your Highness to anyone..." It was still the blond girl Shinobi who read out the order, and Zhengchun and a member of the Hyuga tribe knelt and listened.

"...Must arrive on March [-]st at the latest. Finished." It was another familiar operation as soon as the voice fell.

"Uncle Da Ya, aren't you going back for the holidays?" The fair girl raised her head and asked the dark man.

"There are still some things that haven't been dealt with." Big Winter didn't know where he found a straw stick and held it in his mouth.

"Oh, by the way, happy holidays." Da Ya took out a small gift box.

"You too, happy Chinese New Year. When you go back, you must seize the opportunity to find a girl from the clan, and work hard to get out of the singles in the new year." Zheng Chun doggedly gave two bracelets, couple models.

"Go quickly, you don't need to worry about it." In front of other Hyuga clansmen, Tatsuya could only use words to drive them away.

"I'm waiting for your good news!"

Not everyone is so interesting, for example, the one who came out of the Daming Mansion with Zhengchun, Zhengchun can feel his scrutiny, and can guess that this person must be the type who often snitches on his father .

After bathing in father's spitting stars for almost seven years, Zheng-chun is still afraid of this?

All she was afraid of was boredom.

This second uncle of political pure blood is really boring, and the team he is in charge of also matches his boring temperament, and finally forms a boring magnetic field, which drives the false high-cold and truth-talking political pure almost crazy up.

"We... what's the difference between this and a quick march?" I haven't found a chance to speak for a whole day, and my voice is hoarse when I speak.

"There is no difference." The ultra-cold reply was as cold as Erbo's forehead with thinning hair.

Aren't we returning home during the Spring Festival travel?Shouldn't returning home be a joyous journey back with songs and dances?I didn't ask you to really sing, but at least allow us to chat for a while when we stop to rest, right?

... Forget it, there is no one to talk to under the eyes of the second uncle.

People like Erbo are the majority in Hinata. In fact, if you think about it carefully, the patriarch who doesn't really strictly restrain his children is also a different kind.Fortunately, Dad knows how to be flexible, otherwise, where will this smelly and hard group character lead Hinata in the end?

In the comics, the "strong ninja family" who stayed away from the center of power because he joined the gang too late, and turned around by recruiting a good son-in-law in the later stage, has already given the answer to Zhengchun.

Talking about "Hyuga's future" is like building a tower. Masaru knows that she wants a traditional Chinese wooden tower with a pure wooden structure, no nails or rivets, but she can at most give an amateur sketch, where can I find the wood? , how to build diagonal braces, beams, and squares, and how to paint murals, they don't know anything.She just judged from memory that Hinata must join the alliance led by Senju as soon as possible.

——Why do you still rely on Qianshou to take the lead?Because only Senshou can control Uchiha, we ordinary ninjas can't fight against those who drive Gundam, life-saving is the most important thing, life-saving is the most important thing.

There are thousands of thoughts in his mind, but when he opened the door, Zheng-she put them all behind him.The world in the white eyes actually became hazy, and some warm liquid swirled in the eye sockets.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Gold silver nest nest as their own kennel.Although he was busy from home until the dark day, he was happier than the idle days in Daming Mansion.After the family gathering on New Year's Eve ended, the group returned home from the shrine, talking and laughing.

Mom gave the maids a holiday, and now there are only seven members of the family in the huge house.

The younger brother has grown taller again. Zheng Chun miscalculated his growth rate. The haori that was custom-made in the capital is a bit small, but the little boy is very happy to wear it.

Mom is also very face-saving: "Our Zhengqing is so handsome!"

The boy who was already as tall as his father stared at the small wooden sculpture in his hand: "...I don't like eating crabs."

Zhengchun quietly told the second brother who was more and more like Ningci: "Zhengqing's haori is too expensive, I spent all the money I saved on it, so I had to carve a small object for you, I'm sorry."

Warm hands wrapped around her shoulders, Zheng Chun looked up, Zheng Ze's smile was like a jade mountain snow disappearing: "This crab can't be eaten, so I like it."

This year is a special year, New Year's Eve meets Setsubun, and tomorrow will be the Beginning of Spring.The family sits in two rows and silently eats a Huifang roll facing the northwest direction to bless the blessings of the new year.

"Go to sleep." Mom put her hands together and bowed her head in prayer, and Dad waited for her to put down her hands and said.

"Auspicious new year, my lord father, my lord mother." The five children saluted together.

"Auspicious Chinese New Year."

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In the shrine, Masaru looked at the hairlines of the Hyuga tribe and sighed hard.

Hinata's father: ... itchy hands

Mother Hinata: Scratch it when it itches (laughs)