Chapter 36

Uchiha Hong and Mieko, mother and daughter, couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle as they watched the father and son fighting.

Uchiha Mirai was fine, after all, he was just a child, and some children had normal minds.

But Uchiha Dazhuang, a big and strong guy, usually smiled at Mieko, but he didn't expect that he would have such a face towards his son, which really opened their eyes.

Uchiha Hong coughed twice, "Ahem... Okay, don't fight!"

As soon as she opened her mouth, the two people who ranked last in the family immediately shut up willingly.

"Mirai, the blood drink knife is indeed not suitable for taking out now, but sister has another good knife, you can use it first!"

As she said, she took out the good knife she won in the lottery in the morning from her boudoir.

Looking at this knife, Mirai was stunned!

"Sis, when did you buy another knife?"

Does that mean that my sister is going to learn knife skills like me?

Da Zhuang also came over curiously to look at it. The style of the knife is basically the same. The difference is that the material of this knife is only of medium to high level, not even as good as his Qingshui, but it is a level higher than the good knives on the market.

Weilai hurriedly took the knife and looked at Da Zhuang with a vigilant face, "This is my sister for me, don't think of taking it!"

Looking at his son's eyes guarding him like a thief, Uchiha Da Zhuang was speechless.

"Boy, do you really think I care about your things!" He sat back in his original position with his arms around his chest and hummed.

Uchiha Weilai: (.-＿-.)

Weilai didn't say anything, but gave him a look, letting him experience it himself.

Seeing this scene, Uchiha Dazhuang was immediately furious. He rolled up his sleeves and looked around, "Hey, you little bastard, you are so bold that you dare to look at your father like this!"

In the past, this kid was respectful to himself and rarely contradicted him.

Did he take the wrong medicine today?

No, it seems that since the past two days, this kid's mood has changed a little, as if something big happened that he didn't know about.

Meihuizi on the side hurriedly grabbed him and comforted him: "Don't make trouble, you know your son's character!"

As long as it doesn't involve Honghong, Weilai is very easy to talk to.

"He's just a child!" As she said, she turned her head to look at Weilai and said, "You too, Dad doesn't really want your things, don't worry!"

Weilai held the new sword, and after hearing this, he pouted and said nothing more.

In short, as long as he didn't want his sword, he was too lazy to argue with others.

Uchiha Dazhuang felt the hand that kept smoothing his chest, and the anger in his heart disappeared.

Looking at the precious look of the future, he felt angry and funny.

What made him angry was that he, as a father, was not as important as his daughter in this boy's heart.

What was funny was that he was too obsessed with his daughter.

Thinking of this, Uchiha Dazhuang suddenly felt a bit of bad taste in his heart.

He glanced at the future and teased Honghong: "Honghong, you are so old now, do you have a boy you like?"

Let you know first that your sister will get married in the future. When she gets married, I want to see how you will cry!

Then I will ridicule him.

Hehe...

Uchiha Hong was instantly embarrassed and blushed.

She scolded, "Father, what nonsense are you talking about!"

They were talking about swords, but she was the one who got herself into trouble.

But when it comes to her boyfriend, she can't help but think of a silly boy.

Although he's not very smart, he's kind-hearted and always has a sunny smile on his face.

After opening the [Sharingan], she was depressed for a long time and didn't understand why the ninja world is like this.

It's terrible!

Since people are wrapped in chains of hatred when they live, what's the point of living?

This made her want to commit suicide.

It was that boy who brought her out of the abyss and made her experience the sunshine and happiness she had never noticed.

It turns out that in this world, in addition to hatred and intrigue, there are also precious truth, goodness and beauty.

It's just that she never noticed it.

She didn't know if she was attracted to him or influenced by the [Sharingan]. Anyway, she felt like she fell in love with that boy.

And she didn't reject this feeling.

It's just that the identities of the two people...

It can't be said that the white, rich and beautiful girl and the poor boy are a good match, but both of their families are powerful families, and they regarded each other as mortal enemies during the Warring States Period.She had kept it in her heart and hadn't revealed it.

As she thought about it, her face became more and more rosy, so red that even her delicate neck and earlobes seemed to be stained with a layer of red.

Her eyes were full of shame.

She didn't even dare to look directly at everyone.

Uchiha Dazhuang: "???"

Wait, this doesn't seem right!

He was confused. He just wanted to use Honghong's future marriage to tease this stinky boy, to see his joke, and to test whether this stinky boy had any thoughts that he shouldn't have.

But looking at Honghong, it seems that she really has someone she likes! ?

That look couldn't deceive him at all, because it was exactly the same as the look Mieko gave him at the beginning.

It's just that Mieko is hiding it more deeply now!

Suddenly, he was angry!

"Which bastard is that? I'll skin him alive!"

I worked so hard to raise my little girl, but she was snatched away by an unknown stinky boy before she could even warm up...

How could he be so...

That man is simply not a human being. Honghong is only eleven years old!

Beast!

Pervert!

Mieko was also a little curious, but she was not angry, but happy that her daughter also had someone she liked.

She walked over and sat next to Honghong, hugged her body and asked curiously: "Honghong, can you tell me who that person is?"

She had to check carefully to see which boy from the Uchiha family was liked by Honghong.

It can't be a scumbag, a low-level man, a grovelling man, or the like!

After all, her daughter is still young and can be easily deceived.

Uchiha Hong lowered her head even lower, almost buried in the little mountain.

A muffled and shy voice came out, "Oh, I don't have a boyfriend, you think too much! Really!"

In short, the identity of that person cannot be revealed, otherwise, Uchiha will definitely turn the world upside down.

We must wait until she has enough influence.

Uchiha Mieko: ʅ(‾◡◝)ʃ

She showed a smile like an old mother, silly daughter, you think you can convince us by saying this, you are so naive!

"Okay, okay! Mom won't ask him!"

Hearing this, Honghong dared to raise her head and looked at her mother, "Are you really not going to ask?"

"No, no!" Uchiha Mieko nodded.

Hearing this, Honghong breathed a sigh of relief and felt that her cheeks were not so hot.

Mieko asked again with a smile: "What's his personality like? Is he good to you? How many people are there in his family?"

Uchiha Hong: (ŎдŎ；)

"Mom, don't be like this. Didn't you say you wouldn't ask anymore?" She was a little anxious, and felt her cheeks, which had just cooled down, gradually warming up again.

Mieko looked innocent, blinking her big eyes, and retorted: "Yes, Mom didn't ask his name again!"

Just asking about the person's personality can be regarded as a small part of the level.

After all, it was said by my daughter, so it is inevitable that it will be slightly beautified.

It depends on yourself to distinguish the truth from the false.

Uchiha Hong: ...

This is not considered asking?

Then what is considered asking!

Ever since he noticed that there was a bad boy who wanted to wear his beloved little cotton-padded jacket, Uchiha Dazhuang has been angry.

But Mieko kept talking, so he couldn't say anything else.

He couldn't bear it anymore!

He immediately asked, "Honghong, tell me which brat you like. Don't worry, we won't stop you. After all, we advocate free love now!"

He said so, but his teeth creaked every time he uttered a word.