Konoha Meat Bullet Ninja Technique

Two months passed, and Choci's father Akimichi Choza and a group of Konoha ninjas returned to their hometown. One-year-old Choji can already walk back and forth on the ground like a little old man.

Akimichi Kageri did not go to the village entrance to greet him, but waited at home with Choji. Akimichi Dingza hurried home to meet the mother and daughter, and then went to Konoha's cemetery.

There is no war without death. As powerful as Konoha, it still suffered heavy losses in the war.

The names on the memorial tablet looked even more desolate under the gloomy sky.

The Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, was wearing a Hokage robe, straightened his bamboo hat, and stood beside the commemorative memorial tablet, gently touching the familiar name on it, his fingertips trembling slightly.

After being Hokage for so many years, even though Yuan Fei Hiruzen has the reputation of being a "hero of endurance", he has become increasingly unable to do what he wants.

Not only the chakra in the body is reduced, but also because of the heavy pressure on the heart.

The war that lasted for two years made Yuan Fei dare not relax even for a moment. Overwork accelerated the aging of this "Hokage", and the accumulated haze in his heart made the former "Ninja" become increasingly depressed.

Yuan Fei Rizhan really wanted to stand as tall and straight as when he was young, but unfortunately time is not forgiving.

Behind Yuan Fei Hiruzen were countless Konoha people dressed in black casual clothes.

Some of them are ninjas, some are not. They stood silently on the human wall, following their "Hokage" and looking at the huge memorial monument. Behind them, tombstones were lined up in a square array, lying there neatly.

"The deceased is gone." When Yuan Fei Rizhan spoke, he realized that his voice had become so old.

Yuan Fei and Rizhan saw several children in the human wall. Considering their age, some of them didn't even understand what was happening. The only thing Yuan Fei Rizhan could leave them was a village isolated from the flames of war and the will of fire.

"Next, I will step down from the position of Hokage and hand Konoha into the hands of more capable young people." When Yuan Fei Hiruzen said these words, the fists hidden in the Hokage robe were tightly squeezed. of. He is not greedy for the position of Hokage. He hopes to leave more things to future generations while he still has energy.

He firmly believes that where the leaves are flying, the fire will continue to grow.

Akimichi Dingza was among the crowd, and he could feel the sadness of the Hokage. But he didn't expect that Lord Hokage would say such words at this time.

Akimichi Dingzao's eyes widened and he stared blankly at the old man in front of him. This scene shocked Akimichi Choza no less than the disappearance of Senju Mori.

Another pillar holding up the village is old.

Akimichi Choji, who was waiting at home, looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and the long-lost sense of urgency inexplicably came to his mind again. It seemed like he had forgotten something bad.

"Have you put on your clothes, Choji? Dad will be back soon." The voice of his mother Akimichi Kageri came from far away, soothing Choji's tense nerves.

"Okay, I'm here." Choci stepped on his short legs and rushed towards the entrance.

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Akimichi Tingza's mountain-like figure appeared at the door at the right time.

Choji took his mother's hand, and together with his mother Akimichi Kageri, bowed to his father Akimichi Choci: "Thank you for your hard work."

Akimichi Dingzao, who was still a little absent-minded at first, was stunned. Two years of fierce fighting made him ignore many things. The news that the Third Hokage was about to retire made him forget that there was still someone waiting for him.

But his wife and children never said anything to him.

No matter when I come back, I leave in a hurry. The next time I come back, I will still be greeted by such a reassuring scene.

Akimichi Dingzao solemnly straightened his back and bowed in return, grinning with a bright smile: "I'm back."

Akimichi Kageri squeezed Choji's hand to signal Choci, and Choci obediently ran up to protect Akimichi Choza's thigh.

Akimichi Dingza picked up Dingji like a little chicken and put it on his broad shoulders. He gave his wife Akimichi Kageri a big hug. Akimichi Kageri, who had a round body, actually looked a little petite in the arms of Akimichi Tingza.

"Choji wore his own socks today." Akimichi Kageri didn't forget to praise his son at this time.

"Really, our Choji is awesome?" Choji Akimichi stopped his wife and carried her son into the house. The tempting aroma of the vegetables had already wafted over. When he saw the steaming hot pot on the table, Akimichi Tingzao smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows.

At the dinner table, Akimichi Choji struggled to scoop up the liquid food in the bowl with a spoon, while his eyes were fixed on the bold movements of his father, Akimichi Choji.

In the past, I always heard people say that someone's food tasted particularly delicious, but he didn't feel anything at that time. Now I feel it. Watching my father Akimichi Dingzao eating, the floss in my bowl is very fragrant.

The top-quality snowflake meat, as thin as cicada wings, is rolled three times in a soup made from miso, soy sauce, and sweet corn. It is served with a special dipping sauce based on okra. It is placed on lettuce without rolling it. Put it directly into your mouth and it will be a big mouthful

Amidst the crisp "click" sound of lettuce, you exhale a breath of hot breath

Dingji swallowed his saliva.

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It's a pity that he only has eight teeth and can't enjoy such delicious food, otherwise he might pounce on it now.

The tradition of the Akimichi family is: the dining table is the battlefield, and on the battlefield, there are no fathers and sons.

Hey wait a minute

How does he know this?

Oh, by the way, Choji is actually a soul-traveling traveler, and he still remembers some of Naruto's plots.

After dinner, while his mother Akimichi Kage was washing the dishes and his father Akimichi Choji went to the stall where the clan meeting was held, Akimichi Choji hurriedly ran to the room and took out a pen and paper, preparing to write down one plot after another that had not yet happened.

The plot about time travel and Naruto was still very clear when he was born, but just like all children who don't remember much about their early childhood, in just one year, the memory of this part has become somewhat blurry.

Dingci feels that he must record these memories as much as possible while they are still there. They are full of treasures, and they will also be his guide in life.

He still couldn't read all the Japanese, so for convenience, Choji wrote hard in a small notebook with a crooked hand.

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Fortunately, Aunt Yoshino of the Nara family didn't see this scene, otherwise Koshikamaru would have had to go through another kindergarten education that would make him confused.

For a child over one year old, using his brain is obviously a very physically demanding job.

Dingji felt that he had been fighting for a long time, but in fact he only wrote two lines, and Dingji fell asleep on the ground.

Akimichi Kageri came over and picked up his son and returned to the room. Choji's bed was already made.

Akimichi Jingri put Choji into bed and carefully covered the corners of the quilt.