The tragic World War II has ended for a year and a half, and the villagers have completely escaped from the dark clouds of the war. Although nightfall has fallen, the east alley of Konoha Village is still very lively.

Hundreds of lights shone brightly, the crowds were bustling, and laughter came one after another.

In the streets, there are people who set up stalls and hawk, some gathered to play chess, and even some juggling.

A non-ninja bearded young man in his twenties held a thin bamboo pole in his hands, and kept turning against two porcelain plates. Occasionally, he could throw them high and exchange them in one go.

Onlookers: "Okay!"

The mustache grinned...sp!sp!sp!

The two plates fell to pieces.

The onlookers were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. Someone who knew the beard would tease him a few words. The beard had no choice but to point in a certain direction, allowing everyone to look over.

"That's...the child of the blacksmith's family?"

"How come you get hurt like this?"

"The one on his back is..."

In the eyes of everyone, Jing Dai walked over with difficulty with Hinata Hideki on her back.

At this time, I was wearing it, my clothes were torn, and there was dust on it, there was a bruise in the middle of my forehead, and the wrists and ankles exposed outside were all covered with scars, and even blood stains appeared. How could it be so miserable?

And Hideki Hinata who was unconscious on his back couldn't see anything, but her expression was a little twisted.

If this combination is not for two children, it would be a scene where the wounded returned to the village during the war - a wounded man with serious injuries on the outside but actually had no major problems, carrying a serious internal injury back to the village to recuperate.

An uncle stood up and said, "The little devil from the Blacksmith's family, who hurt you so much?"

Just as he paused, he smiled and said in a silly way: "We classmates are just having fun, it's okay, this is a minor injury for the ninja!"

"A child with a bigger fart can graduate and call himself a ninja." Someone laughed and scolded, "You have the one on your back, right? Did you knock him out by your kid? Is he seriously injured?"

"It's nothing." Zheng Dai shook his head: "He was not injured, he was just tired and sleepy, so he asked me to carry him home. OK, thank you uncles and aunts for your worries. I'll go to the Hinata clan first."

The person who asked the question was stunned, looked at each other with the others, and a hint of dissatisfaction quietly climbed up on his face. This is the same principle as not worrying about being weak but not being equal. The man was covered in scars, but Hideki Hinata fell asleep just tired and asked the injured man to carry him home, which sounded too much.

Especially one side is the children of their civilian families, and the other side is the children of the Hinata family, one of the leading families of Konoha, which adds fuel to the fire.

However, even though he felt unsatisfied, no one in the end said that he would help Zheng Dai ask for an explanation. The status of the clan was deeply rooted, but a few people mentioned that they would help Zheng Dai carry Xiushu back, but Zheng Dai refused.

In this way, he followed the bustling east alley of Konoha Village and walked to the Hinata tribe.

The Hinata tribe is very large and very grand.

As one of the oldest families, the Hyuga tribe's rules are relatively unconventional, and few clan members go out to stroll at night, so at around 7 o'clock, the gates of the Hyuga tribe are closed.

However, there was no use to knock on the door, and someone appeared in front of Zheng Dai.

The person who came was about 30 years old, had cataracts and had a lower forehead protection position, and his face was six points similar to Hideki Hinata. Before Masada could speak, he opened his eyes and glanced at Masada and Hideki Hinata for a moment, and soon breathed a sigh of relief.

‘The pervert, you actually look at me in person!

Is this Hyuga Hideki's father? If it doesn't work well, bullying the younger one, it's a replacement for him. There is a high probability that the Chunin, the small probability that the Chunin, and I can't beat the one that remains unchanged. Stay steady and look at me through my affairs.’

After chanting a few words in my heart, Zheng Dai greeted him: "Hello Uncle, you are from Xiushu..."

"Father." The man replied.

Zheng Dai almost subconsciously agreed.

Fortunately, he held back, mom got the trap!

"What's going on with you?"

Zheng Dai forced a smile and took out the speech he had prepared long ago: "Don't worry, uncle. Xiushu and I made an appointment at school to conduct practical training. Xiushu was tired of practicing and fell asleep. I'll hand him over to you."

Hyuga Hideki's father frowned slightly, feeling that Zheng Dai's words seemed to be incomplete. Under his eyes, Hideki's body had no scars except for a little scar on her chest, but there were only a slight damage to her arms, which was exactly the same as the strain after the intensity of her practice.

Looking back at the right time, there were a lot of injuries on the body. There were no fists and feet, and most of them were bumps and abrasions, unlike Hinata Hideki.

"Where are you talking about it?"

"The woods over there."

That's right. Hideaki's father nodded slightly, but his face quickly sank. The scene of him wearing it and constantly rolling against the tree under Hideaki's attack took shape in his mind.

Practical practice? Hinaga's children use finding someone to practice physical skills? I have never even heard of the child opposite, and I am not a genius when I see this tragic situation.

Is this the right practice? This is bullying!

The house is unfortunate.

He stepped forward and took Hyuga Hideki and threw it on his shoulder, with simple and rough movements.

Then he looked at Zheng Dai and stumbled for a few seconds before saying, "Thank you for your hard work, what's your name?"

"Pretty wear."

"Zhengdai, yong... from the blacksmith's family?"

Uncle Jiang is quite famous. He nodded.

Hideaki's father's face became even heavier. Hideaki didn't know it, but he knew it in his heart that although a craftsman, a craftsman, was not a member of Hidea, but was just a civilian, his weight on Hidea's side was not necessarily much lower than him.

He was struggling for a moment and actually took out a silver note from his pocket and handed it to Zheng Dai.

"Thanks a lot."

The second time I worked hard, I was actually an apology. Zheng Dai was stunned for a moment and hesitated to take the silver note: "It's okay, thank you uncle, then am I going home?"

"...Well." Hideaki Hideki's father hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he waved his hand and disappeared with Hideaki.

"I went back to my family and overwhelmed the wall." I murmured in my heart, looking at the silver notes in my hand, the amount was 1,000 taels, "Oh, it's quite generous. Such a sensible parent really makes me feel a little ashamed."

The currency in Naruto is about ten yen and more than six cents, which means that the purchasing power of this silver note is equivalent to more than six hundred yuan.

It won't be so much to bandage it.

But thinking about it, one thousand taels are probably nothing to the other party. Ninjas belong to a high-income group. One D-level mission and one team share the income equally, and each person can get nearly a thousand taels.

In more than ten years, the number of his classmate Asma is worth 30 million taels.

Suddenly I felt like I was guarding the vault...
Chapter completed!