[Hokage] Danzo, come over and kneel on the clothes board

Of course, it is impossible for Feijian to ask Ah Yan and Jing to practice drawing circles with their right hand and drawing a frame with their left hand. Instead, let the two children practice seal seals first.

Simple mudra gestures without using chakra.

"Yin!"

"noon!"

"unitary!"

"...Ah Yan, you have a future, go do fifty squats."

"Ah? Yes!" Ah Yan, who was forced to make a mistake again, had no choice but to squat up with a frown—and this punishment was proposed by herself.

"son!"

"Hey!"

"The mirror is slow, ten squat up."

"Yes!"

……

"Ah Yan, ten squat up."

.........

"Ah Yan, thirty squats up."

…………

"Mirror, ten squat up."

...............

"Ayan, go, ten squat up."

"Ah?" Ah Yan had a bitter face, and pouted a little unhappy, "Why did you do it slowly again? Is it because the mirror's sealing speed is too fast?"

Wen Yan knocked on her head between the doors, raised her eyebrows and said: "It's not that the mirror's seal is fast, but your reaction is too slow."

"My reaction is slow?" How do you say that?Although she knew that Jing's reaction ability was indeed much better than hers, how could it be said that her reaction was slow in this place?How else would Jing and her react?

"Uncle Feijian should have said that you were slow before you started to seal." Jing blinked and said while recalling, "I seem to have noticed that when I put my hands together, Ah Yan, yours just touched each other. But after I finish the seal, your seal will also be completed."

"That is to say, Ah Yan's seal speed is actually faster than mine, but his start is slower than mine."

"Probably...is that so?"

Mirror is not very sure to look at the door.

Fei Jian put his arms around his chest, gave a positive nod, and then continued: "You two learn from each other, things like reaction power and seal speed can be practiced."

"Since each has its own advantages, in the process of learning from each other, we should not only make up for our own shortcomings, but also make our own advantages go further."

"Ayan uses speed to train Jing's reaction, and Jing uses reaction to train Ah Yan's speed."

"I will practice like this in the future, but before Yin can do it subconsciously, don't even think about practicing it."

"Come on, keep going! You made a mistake or reacted slowly this time, but it's not as simple as squatting!"

Ah Yan listened blankly to Tokima's short words, and then felt that Madara's teaching was simple.

What she learned from Uncle Ban this year is too straightforward, right? !Simple and rude, there is no such detailed theoretical analysis at all.

Hanging and beating, besides being hanged and beaten, still being hanged and beaten.

It's just that after Jing came, there was one more person who was hanged and beaten.

Ah Yan and Jing looked at each other, and then turned their heads in tacit understanding. Looking carefully, they could also find that the corners of their mouths were twitching slightly. Presumably, they both remembered those days when they were hanged and beaten.

After practicing for a while, the two who were drunk outside came back.

Zhujian took his younger brother to go home, and Jing also wanted to go back to his home, but Ah Yan agreed to stay and live with Madara.Just as he was leaving the gate of Madara's house, Ah Yan pulled on the sleeve of Feijian, raised his head and asked, "Uncle Feijian, will you come tomorrow?"

Jing, who was about to leave, nodded when he heard it, and looked up at Feijian, his eyes full of expectation.

"...Not tomorrow, maybe in the future." Tobuma thought for a while, and decided to let the two children persevere, "Practice hard, see you later."

"Okay..." Ah Yan puffed his mouth subconsciously, and then said goodbye obediently, "Goodbye Uncle Feijian, goodbye Lord Zhujian."

"Mirror, see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow, Ah Yan."

The three left, and Ah Yan heard Zhu Jian's small complaint:

"Why don't Ah Yan and Jing call me uncle..."

Ah Yan twitched the corners of his eyes, thinking that it was because you were the first Hokage-sama.

Madara standing behind Ah Yan looked into the distance with an unclear expression, then raised his hand and rubbed Ah Yan's head and asked, "Do you like Feijian?"

"Well... Uncle Feijian is very good. He helped me practice with Jing and even brought me some food. I like Uncle Feijian very much!" Ah Yan turned his head and generously showed the doubt in his eyes—anyway You can't see it from this angle.

In fact, she has basically no impression of these people, and it is thanks to her gay friend that Ban can remember so clearly.I can feel the strange atmosphere between Madara and Tobi, and even though Ah Yan doesn't know the story that happened to them, he can guess a thing or two.After all, before this village was established, the Senju clan and the Uchiha clan were enemies!

Is it the relative who killed Uchiha Madara in Senshoubanma?

Speaking of which, her friend seems to have said that Uchiha Madara has a younger brother...

Is it really okay for her to say that she likes Tobuma now? !

Thinking of this, Ah Yan turned around abruptly, threw himself into Madara's arms, hugged him, and said, "But I still like Uncle Ban the most!" No matter what, let's get goodwill first!

"..." Madara was silent for a while, rubbed Ah Yan's head, then hugged Ah Yan, and closed the door.

"Yeah." He responded, indicating that he knew.

Ah Yan also obediently hugged Madara's neck and lay on Madara's shoulders, her nose could smell the scent that belonged to him on Madara's body, she couldn't tell what it was, but it made her feel very at ease.

Then she closed her eyes.

Sleep in seconds.

I have to say that this is a very damaging thing, but Ah Yan is indeed very tired, after all, she does the most squatting.Madara sighed imperceptibly, freed his right hand to protect the child's head, and slowed down.

The distance from the gate to the room was not too long for Madara, plus he slowed down, the time should be longer than usual, but this time Madara felt that the time was abnormally short.

Before he even had time to think about the inscription, he went indoors.

Gently placing the child on the tatami, he sat down cross-legged, resting his elbows on his knees and resting his chin in his hands, quietly looking at the sleeping face of the child.

Although he can't be with him all the time, but now he can feel happy.

Just like when no relatives left him, even though there was a war and it seemed full of misfortune, seeing Quan Na's smile and his father's serious face made him really happy.

There is no war now, and there are still people with him... It's just that the time for this person who is with him is really too little for him, more time would be great.

Madara thought unconsciously.

Just a little more, just like the beginning, and the beginning... no, more than the beginning!Need more and more time.

When Madara came back to her senses, she found that her fingers were on the child's face.

He clicked his tongue, retracted his hand to caress his forehead, and then reached into the hair, pulling it back and grasping it tightly.

How could such an idea of ​​the weak be what he Uchiha Madara would have!It is absolutely impossible for him to become weak because of these things in front of him. Even if he was alone, he would not have survived those years?

Just one year.

But one year.

Madara closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she was no longer confused.

Perhaps, he could hear about the plans of that strange black thing.

A plan that will free all people from suffering, only peace and happiness.

Relatives died again and again in the dream, this kind of pain, he didn't want everyone to have it.

The sunshine in the early spring morning could not bring some warmth into the room, and in the dim room, Ah Yan pouted, smacked his lips twice, and opened his eyes.

She was stunned.

"Uncle Ban?" At this time, Madara should be standing in the courtyard and ready to start beating her, why is he sitting here?

Madara looked at Ah Yan and said, "Do you feel cold?"

"Ah?" Ah Yan shook his head in confusion, what kind of wind was Uncle Ban today, "It's not cold, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just snowing." Madara turned to look out the window.

Ah Yan followed suit, and it was indeed snow-white outside, but it wasn't snowing now.

"Should we still train today?" It should have snowed a little yesterday, and the sun should disappear in a while.

"No training, I will tell Jing." After a pause, Madara glanced at Yan, "That kid got up much earlier than you, you are too lazy."

Still lazy?Ah Yan wrinkled into a steamed bun face. In that world, if she had nothing to do, she would sleep until 06:30 noon, even if she was going to work, she would only wake up at [-]:[-]. When she came here, she would wake up at [-]:[-] every day, okay? !

"Not to mention how the mirror is, you woke up much later than usual today," Madara saw Ah Yan's expression, and suddenly thought of something, "Speaking of which, you always compare when it's raining and snowing Does the weather condition affect your sleep in normal nights?"

"Yes, is it?" Ah Yan scratched her head, she never paid attention to it, Uncle Ban must be too careful, "I don't know very well, I never noticed."

"Then what are we going to do if we don't practice today?" It seems that most of the time we get along with Uncle Ban is training.

Madara was silent for a while, then spoke.

"Come and chat with me."

"Um, okay, what are we talking about?"

"……do not know."

Ah Yan spread his hands helplessly, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Uncle Ban, you brought up the matter of chatting, how could you not know? Forget it, let me ask—"

"Uncle Madara, you and Hashirama-sama, what are you doing every time you go out together?"

"……chat."

"What are you talking about?" Ah Yan sat up cross-legged, with his palms supporting his ankles and asked with his head tilted.

"ideal."

Madara replied.

"ideal?"

"Well, does Ah Yan have any ideals?" Madara reached out and rubbed Ah Yan's head.

Ah Yan rubbed his hands subconsciously, and blurted out without much thought: "Everyone around me can be safe, happy and healthy."

This is what she has been talking about in that world.

I don't know when it started, but the focus of her New Year's greetings or birthday greetings to everyone is on these three.

Peace, happiness and health.

Some things will never be taken seriously until they happen to her. For example, in that world, her friend’s parents had a car accident, and she, who was already in junior high school, would have nightmares about car accidents for several days. .

When crossing the road, you must wait for the green light. Even if there are no cars, you dare not cross it, because when you step out, you always think of the scene of your friend’s parents’ blood splattered on the ground in the dream.

When I go to a friend's house as a guest, the friend's mother will talk to her in a cute tone like an underage girl. Although the friend's father is silent, he will always give her the dishes she likes.

I can't forget their faces, and I can't forget the blood in the dream.

"Hmm... Maybe this shouldn't be called an ideal?" Ah Yan regained his composure, and found that his answer didn't seem to be very consistent.

"It's good that you know." Madara's tone seemed to be a little speechless, but he still said: "If you really regard this as an ideal, it's not bad."

This is a great ideal.

The author has something to say:

Madara (displeased): The baby I raised for a year was kidnapped in one afternoon, tsk.

Ah Yan's father: Is it more reasonable for me to say this? (╯‵*′)╯︵┻━┻

Danzo (unhappy): You guys are enough, I’m still worrying about the appearance, okay? (╯‵*′)╯︵┻━┻

hhhhhhhhh this is the huge charm of the door ＿(:＿」∠)＿

This chapter adds the role of Mr. Madara, okay Mr. Madara, you can go offline

spot:……

And then, I’m really sorry, I’m on summer vacation and I don’t have time to go to school QAQ

I will try my best to update more when I have time in August!

Thank you Xuanyuan Pavilion.The mine of the little angel of the Temple of the Moon God (??｀)?