Helpless, sitting on the wooden corridor outside the house, Madara held the comb but didn't know where to start, should he comb his hair first, right?Should be like this?

Holding the comb stiffly, he mechanically combed Crimson Moon's black hair from top to bottom.The ancestral fried hair like their Uchiha family is difficult to deal with, and Madara himself is too lazy to cut his hair and let them grow freely, but Feiyue...

Madara, who used to tie children's hair to the point of collapse, resigned herself to letting Feiyue wear her hair as well. Isn't it good to wear braids?However, he overestimated the intelligence of children.

For example, when eating, children don't pay attention so much. When they suddenly lower their heads, their draped hair goes into the soup.Okay, now the amount of work is even bigger, after all, washing children's hair is also a huge project!

With Feiyue like this, washing her hair three times a day is not enough!

Then the sad Madara thought, just cut the child's hair short, so that there is no need to tie the hair or worry about the hair falling into the soup, and even the workload of washing the hair is reduced.

Afraid that his poor craftsmanship would cut the child's terrible dog-eating hairstyle, Madara even took Feiyue to the barber shop in the village. With Madara's "scary" expression on his face, the barber tremblingly gave little Feiyue a haircut. I cut my hair short and refreshing, and then—the child looked at the mirror and cried "Wow".

At that time, the barber was frightened. He was afraid that Madara would tear down his barbershop and destroy him humanely if he was unhappy. He could only pray in his heart that the little ancestor would stop crying.

Of course, Madara still didn't demolish the barber shop in the end, he was busy trying to comfort the little Feiyue who was crying so hard that those who saw it were sad and those who heard about it were crying.Who would have thought that the kid curled his lips and ignored him for several days, naturally Madara couldn't be angry with a kid, right?What's more, he was the one who spoiled the grown-up child.

Madara, who doesn't quite understand children's minds, thought for a few days before she figured it out. Probably because children know about beauty, so they are very dissatisfied with short hair.

After thinking it over, Madara patiently went to coax the child, and made a promise with her that she would never let her cut her hair short again, and would never dislike helping her braid her hair.Only then did the child smile through his tears, and the two of them made an agreement just like that.

It can be said that the period when the child was waiting for the short hair to grow out was the most relaxing time for Madara in the past three years - he didn't have to think about how to braid the child's hair, and it was very convenient to wash his hair, and during that period In time, the child already has self-awareness. Sitting on the ground and playing with mud with his bare hands will not happen. If he is hungry, he will not just sit there and cry, but will tell him.

"Oh!" The child suddenly cried out in pain. It turned out that Ban combed his hair without paying attention, and combed directly to the knotted hair, and then accidentally tore these hairs off.Looking at the few strands of hair tangled up on the comb, and at the child's watery eyes and tears that were ready to burst, Madara hurriedly started her grand cause of coaxing the child.

However, even after so many years, he is still not a guy who can coax children, maybe this is due to his nature.

"It hurts, does it hurt? I, I—" Looking at the child who was about to burst into tears, Madara hurriedly said, "Uncle must pay attention next time, must pay attention!"

The child's mouth curled up, that expression, not to mention how sad it was. "It hurts—" If Madara didn't know that she only lost a few hairs, she almost thought she had suffered some serious injury.

It's really different from the children in the war-torn era, Madara sighed.However, he wants to build a village, isn't it just to protect these children who were born in the war-torn years?So, it's a good thing for Xiao Feiyue to do this?

No, no, when he first envisioned a peaceful village and happy-growing children, he never imagined that children growing up in peaceful times would be so squeamish!

What Madara didn't know was that children who grew up in peaceful times were probably only as delicate as their children.

But no matter how you say it, it was I who raised my child to have this temperament. I did my own crimes, ah no, the child I raised had to be raised even when I was kneeling...

"It hurts, it hurts——" Madara looked at the child's expression, and thought she was really dying of pain, so he was a little at a loss. After a while, he finally realized,

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll go get the wound medicine, the wound medicine from Uchiha's family is still very useful, if it doesn't work, let's go to Hashirama, Hashirama's medical ninjutsu is very good, Feiyue will be fine! "

Madara was in a hurry to find the wound medicine, while comforting Xiao Feiyue.

Unexpectedly, the child grabbed the end of Madara's hair with puffed cheeks: "Blowing." The child stared at him with wide eyes, and then jumped out two words.

"Huh?" Madara didn't react at first.

"Blow it, it won't hurt anymore." The child still stubbornly grabbed his hair and looked at him.

Now Madara finally understands, is the kid acting like a baby?behave in a spoiled manner! ?Their little monsters will act like a baby too!

After realizing that the child was acting coquettishly, Madara became a little awkward again. To be honest, he is a tsundere, and he is really not very good at dealing with children who act coquettishly...

In the end, Madara sat down under the child's pitiful eyes, picked up the child, and blew on her head a few times.

Feeling the cool breeze above the head, the child squinted his eyes comfortably: "Last time someone fell at the door, and her mother gave her a blow, and said that blowing it would not hurt." The child came suddenly said such a sentence.

But Madara was a little stunned when he heard the child's words. He remembered that last time he took the child out, the child stared at the fallen child for a long time, watched the child's mother help her up, and looked at the child. She blew on the wound on her hand and comforted the child.

At that time, he had dragged Xiao Feiyue for a distance, but she still looked back at the mother and daughter in a daze.Madara also wondered what the child was looking at at the time, so she turned her head and saw that it was a mother and daughter, but she didn't pay much attention.

Thinking about it now, the children probably remembered the scene at that time.

Speaking of it, although he has been trying his best to take care of the children, most of them are related to life, and the care is not very good.Sure enough, he cared too little for the children. Thinking of this, Madara felt a little guilty.

Little Feiyue lost her parents since she was a child, it seems that next time he will pay more attention to the child's psychology.

In fact, Madara does not need to blame himself at all. In all fairness, his care and care for Xiao Feiyue is enough, but... even if he can replace the role of "father", he cannot replace the role of "mother" after all, right? .

So, one big and one small just sat in the corridor like this, little Feiyue fell asleep on Madara's lap, Madara picked up the blanket that had been prepared by the side to cover the children, and then picked up a book casually Started to look up.

Therefore, taking care of children is not an easy task.Originally, this time spot was supposed to be cultivating, but now, because the child had to take a nap, the plan of cultivating was shelved.

It was already two hours later when Xiao Feiyue woke up from a nap.The child yawned, rubbed his eyes and sat up. Since he had just woken up, his eyes were still a little dazed.

Madara put the book in her hand aside, and folded the blanket beside it.He didn't move much for two hours, but his legs were actually a little numb.

"Are you hungry?" Madara asked looking at the sleepy-eyed child.

"Yeah." The child nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Madara walked towards the kitchen, and the child hurriedly followed behind him, rubbing her eyes and stepping on her short legs. She seemed to be very dependent on Madara, and almost followed wherever Madara went. Sometimes Madarade village had to leave her at Hashirama for a few days as a last resort.

Although Hashirama won't show it to the child, and even though the child stays at Hashirama with an unhappy look, at least he won't cry... If he stays at the fire core, wait for him to perform the task When he came back, Huohe probably had to cry with the child.

Madara made a bottle of milk powder for Xiao Feiyue, and Xiao Feiyue took the bottle and gurgled it by herself.As a three-year-old child, it’s quite normal to wake up hungry after a nap, but...almost three years old, the staple food is still milk powder...

It can only be said that it is a miracle that Xiao Feiyue is not malnourished or starved to death.However, Madara apparently didn't realize that it was time for Little Feiyue to change her staple food, and milk powder was no longer suitable for children of her age.

With the baby bottle in her mouth, Xiao Feiyue sat on the corridor and watched Madara practice in the yard. Although she didn't understand it very well, she just knew that uncle must be very powerful.Look at this flowing boxing technique, look at this vigorous scythe, look at this——

Xiao Feiyue stared straight at the Uchiha Uchiha fan in Madara's hand, and felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart, although as a child she didn't understand what it was like, and these inexplicable emotions were overwhelmed by her after a while. Forget it.

Seeing the child looking at his practice with a serious expression, Madara suddenly thought that the child was almost three years old, and although he could not practice ninjutsu for the time being, he could already start practicing taijutsu and shuriken.

Although there is no war anymore, although he hopes that the child will live a happier and more relaxed life, practice and study are still necessary. At least she must have the ability to protect herself. After all, he cannot always protect her.And... who knows when the war will break out again?After all, war can never stop.

"Come here." Thinking of this, Madara beckoned to Feiyue who was sitting on the corridor dangling her short legs and watching.The little guy put down the empty feeding bottle, jumped down from the corridor, and ran over.Simply because the corridor is not high, even with short legs like Xiao Feiyue, it is still no problem to jump down.

"Do you want to be a ninja?" Madara knelt down and looked at the child.

"What is a ninja?" The child tilted his head curiously.

"Uh..." Madara thought for a while, and definitely couldn't talk about some high-level definitions, otherwise children would definitely not be able to understand.

Then——when he spoke again, even Madara himself was surprised, and he said: "It's the kind of person who is very powerful, can jump up and down on the roof, and can also breathe fire and water."

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