Sword Food House

Big purchases are always a joy. Saori carried the pile of things and put her head in order for several hours. She didn't realize until she was called out from the kitchen to eat - she didn't rub any of the red bean cakes at night. .

I scratched my head with a headache, feeling reluctant to work overtime.

Uchiha's kitchen was renamed Asano within a few days, and this place is already her territory. From the stove to all the cooking materials and cooking tools that have been sorted out, they are all placed according to her ideas.

The mother-in-law's work place was changed to a smaller room next to her, and she was responsible for cooking for everyone when she was not free or didn't want to move.

The place where the red bean cakes are rubbed is in another room, which was specially vacated. It used to be Uchiha Makoto's arsenal, but now it is directly requisitioned as a cake making room.There are also hooks for hanging weapons on the wall, and there is a sharp cold light flashing under the light, and then steamed by the warm and sweet fragrance, the sense of deterrence that was finally propped up is gone immediately.

Saori opened the door and found that Uchiha Qimi and her mother-in-law were inside, and there was a long row of small round cakes on the table, which were basically completed and only needed to input spiritual power in the last step.

"Are you done?" Chimi Uchiha, who tidied herself very neatly, waved her over and pointed to her, "We have already finished the red bean cakes we are going to make today, but considering that you still need to add changes to them , so they were not sent directly to bake, and you can pinch them at the end.”

"Will this affect you? If it's not suitable, you can round it up and knead it again. Anyway, it won't have any effect on the dough itself."

...In fact, if the dough is left for too long, it will be over-fermented, which will cause the taste of the dough to be sour and hard. Anyway, it will not be too delicious in the end.

But this is not important.

Saori looked in surprise at the lumps of dough they had made for her, and cheered happily.

"Great! This way you don't have to work overtime and keep busy!"

"It's good if you can help me. I will divide the work like this in the future, otherwise it would be too tiring for you to do so much work by yourself." Uchiha Chimi wiped her hands and stood up. It didn't help much, most of the cakes were made by Grandma Shucao."

"I can't be so busy tomorrow, I need to find a few clansmen to help."

Saori: "Will it bother everyone too much?"

"No, it's just a trivial job, it's not troublesome." The person who answered the conversation was Granny Shucao, who seemed very taciturn from the very beginning, and seemed not easy to get in touch with. He bowed deeply to Saori.

"Thank you for saving my Haruki. If it wasn't for the dumplings you gave, he wouldn't be able to come back."

Dumplings?

Saori froze for a moment, then slowly remembered what was going on.

Destruction is always much easier than healing. Years of battles have caused many ninjas in the Uchiha clan to be unable to go to the battlefield after being injured.After retreating from the front line, they have taken on a lot of logistical tasks within the clan, such as planting and shopping, helping the left-behind women in the clan with chores, and teaching children with their own experience.

This kind of people who can be laid off and re-employed is actually quite good. After all, they leave the battlefield and live a peaceful life. It is probably the dream of many people to live a peaceful retirement life.

But there are others who are so injured that they cannot do heavy work at all, or suffer from serious psychological problems...

There are not many of this class, for their numbers will gradually increase, but also decrease very quickly.In this world where deaths are endless, there are really not many people who die silently in the corner.

The clan is also very sorry for this kind of people, but they really have no way to do anything more, so they have been like this all the time.But now they have new hope, the experimental results have come out, long-term use of red bean cakes can have a very good therapeutic effect, and can regenerate a large part of the injured ninjas and convert them into new vitality.

Before the war started, this force was undoubtedly very important, so the red bean cakes that were sent to Saori were basically red bean cakes.

For glutinous rice dumplings, it will not be produced in large quantities for the time being.

Unless they can research ways to keep these foods fresh for a long time.

Digression, in fact, compared to red bean cakes, glutinous rice dumplings that can increase spiritual power are still very cherished in the clan.And the box that Saori casually gave to her mother-in-law two days ago seemed to have saved her grandson and allowed him to return to the clan alive.

"You don't have to."

Shazhi frantically helped Granny Shucao up: "I just gave a little help, the one who really made him come back is on his own, you don't need to be so polite."

"No, this is etiquette, you can't just fool around with it."

No matter how Saori shirks, this old man with a serious personality still puts her in the position of a savior, and is particularly motivated to clean the kitchen, saying that since this method is possible, she will not be tired anymore .

Saori and Uchiha Chimi were directly invited out of the kitchen, and they were asked to drink tea and read a book if they didn't want to sleep, to cultivate their sentiments. If it doesn't work, the flower pots will be moved to the door for you, so you can cut them yourself Cut and practice your flower arrangement skills.

Facing the pot of small yellow flowers that were not very lush, Saori was a little helpless.

"This is really... I would feel ashamed to ask my mother-in-law who is so old to help me."

"There is no need to feel guilty for your kindness." Uchiha Chimi, who is often invited out, is quite calm, and has already taken out two stacks of pastries from the side cabinet very skillfully, and made a pot of tea by the way, " Sit down and try it? Although it’s definitely not as good as yours, the taste is pretty good, after all, Granny Shucao’s home used to be a very famous pastry shop.”

"Huh?" Saori was a little surprised, "I thought you brought your mother-in-law."

After all, she is not a member of the Uchiha clan, she is very polite to others, and she is not willing to get close to her, but she respects Uchiha Chimi very, very much. She has a wife, from basic necessities of life to the care of the entire Uchiha family, she is in good order .

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that they will not get so much trust from the hostess.

"It was indeed brought by me, but I'm afraid it's not the same as you imagined." Uchiha Chimi poured a cup of tea for Saori, and asked her with a smile: "Where do you think I should have grown up?"

The tea leaves that have been simply roasted fluctuate in the cup. It can be seen that the quality is not very good, but there is no need to be so picky in this world.Saori holds the teacup and looks at the person in front of her.

She has a sick face but is still clean and tidy, her appearance is beautiful, her every move is full of charm, and she has an elegant temperament cultivated since she was a child.At first glance, she looks like a well-trained young lady in a big family, gentle and virtuous but actually very capable.

This guess also coincides with the identity of the Uchiha patriarch.

Saori just said it.

Unexpectedly, Uchiha Chimi laughed after listening to it, and she waved her hand to signal that she guessed wrong.

"No, I'm actually just a very unfavored daughter of a noble family. My mother was a kabuki. Because of her good looks, my father took her into the mansion. She gave birth to me not long after, and died of illness not long after. .”

"I was brought up by servants. I didn't even meet my father until I was ten years old. I was mixed with the servants every day. No one could tell that I could barely be regarded as a young lady."

"Later, the elder sister who had planned to marry Chengjian died. The other elder sisters either had a marriage contract or were afraid of the life of a ninja, and they were unwilling to marry. They turned me over and over again."

"What you're seeing now is something I've been training for over a year or two."

She didn't mention how to train, but Saori can figure out how difficult it is to be trained into this kind of temperament that seems to have been cultivated since childhood in a few years. She must have suffered a lot.

"Then do you hate them?"

"Hate? Why should I hate?" Uchiha Qimei asked back: "If I hadn't been remembered, I would probably be married to a corrupt aristocratic boy in a few years, or even worse, even the identity of the wife If you can’t get it, you will continue to live in darkness for the rest of your life.”

"I am very happy to marry Cheng Jian."

"He has accompanied me to many places. Although they are not very far away, I have also seen many people or things that I have never seen before. During a certain trip, I saved trees and grass."

"The war destroyed the small town, destroyed her home, her parents died, her only brother left home to find food and never came back."

"She was very afraid of her relatives leaving. Every time her family members went on a mission, she would be very worried. The first time my son went to the battlefield, he cried to me for several days, and then he slowly got better. So you just let her go, if you always If you reject her, she will be even more uneasy."

battlefield.

These two words that Saori had been avoiding to think about were placed in front of her, she was silent for a while, and suddenly asked softly: "Why is there a war?"

War kills people.

Many, many people will die.

Every war will kill a lot of people, and there will be civilians, ninjas, Uchiha clansmen, and children fighting for a rice ball among the corpses and bones that stain the plains with blood.

Saori knew she couldn't change it, but she just couldn't help feeling sad.

Grief for a life lost.

At the same time, there is also a question that is too obvious to be ignored-if she chooses to help Uchiha, those clansmen who ate her red bean cakes and set foot on the battlefield again, will they also have her share of the blood stained on their hands? ?

Is she helping the evildoers?

I'm afraid no one can answer her this question. For the common people, ninjas are superior, and they mix with the nobles, and they can end their lives at will.

They are afraid of them, dare not approach them, and even want to run away.

This was already evident when Uchiha Madara was shopping with her that day, no matter how obvious the dark sight was, no one dared to jump out.

For the nobles, ninjas are the war dogs they hired, and they are tools for them to fight for power.

For ninjas themselves, war is something that is deeply engraved in their bones. From the time they are sensible, they have to learn how to fight, how to kill, and how to win this war.

The more she understands this place, the more helpless Saori becomes. She feels like a person out of place, thinking about things that no one else would think about.

Even delusional to use her meager strength to save others.

But in the end... Whether this is saving or harming, she can't figure it out now.

"War..."

Mentioning this word, Uchiha Chimi couldn't help but sigh.

"I don't know why there must be this thing, but obviously, we can't escape."

The shoulder was patted gently, and Saori raised her head, and found that Uchiha Chimi had already sat down, sitting beside her like a really intimate mother and daughter, and hugged her into her arms.

"A long time ago, my child also asked me this question, but I couldn't answer him."

"My original family benefited from the war, my current family has to survive from the war, at the time... I also had two children who died in the war, so I can't answer this question, I hate it from the bottom of my heart Watching all this, hoping that the war would stop. But it has continued until now, maybe as long as I die, the war is still going on."

"You are an amazing girl. I can see that you are different from us. Many people are suspicious and want to guess something, or infer something from your behavior, but I am too lazy to think about it .”

"I'm about to die, so there's no need to worry about it. If you can, don't blame them. They have been trained to be like this by those turbulent voices on the battlefield. It is very difficult for them not to be suspicious. "

"We just have to do our own thing."

Warm hands brushed her neck, helped her comb her messy hair, and then carefully coiled it bit by bit.

"One day in the future, war will surely disappear, won't it?"

"Ah."

Leaning in Uchiha Chimi's arms, Saori quietly made up her mind to ask when she woke up tomorrow.The answer this time determines what she will do in the future, so don't let me down, Ban-kun.

And there is...

The girl leaned against her shoulder and said resolutely: "Aunt Qimei, you won't die, don't say such words, it's very unlucky. Hurry up and spit it out, you can't even say a word Stay, you can't think about it anymore, you know?"

"Oh, I just mentioned it casually. Okay, okay, I'll just say it."

"Bah, bah, bah, go away from bad things, okay?"

Sparse moonlight leaked from the sky, and a small crescent crescent hung on it. There were not even a few stars, which looked extremely perfunctory.But it didn't affect Saori's good mood tonight. She drank the fragrance of tea and fell asleep peacefully.

Early the next morning, the peace of the Uchiha clan was broken by a scream.

It was too late when Saori found out and rushed to the scene.

There were bloodstains all over the place.

The wife who was still hugging her tenderly last night was standing by the wall, a short knife was deeply inserted into her belly, connecting her and the wall as one, even if she died, she couldn't lie down peacefully.

"how so……"

Saori staggered forward, and what she reached out to touch was only Uchiha Chimi's cold palm and the sticky blood dripping down, almost dried up.