The next day.

Festival of the British.

It was not only the ninjas who had sacrificed their families who came, but also all the Konoha ninjas, and even some villagers who were qualified to do so, all appeared on this most solemn occasion.

There is no special arrangement, under the Hokage Rock, a small square platform is all.

The third generation of apes flying to the sun, was standing on the stage at this time, he did not deliberately make a sad expression, but when his solemn gaze scanned the audience, no matter who it was, there was a feeling of "he saw me", and he couldn't help but straighten his back, feeling this popular leader of Konoha and using his strength to warm himself who lost his family.

It's been 2 months since the end of the war, but the interests between the various villages are still going on, and the distribution of benefits within the Konoha Village after the war is not easy, but Sarufei is in the prime of life, and he dealt with all night of business last night, and he doesn't feel so tired today, because he cares about the affairs of this British Festival, and he is the first person to arrive at the venue today.

Before he stepped onto the platform, when the sun was slowly rising, he stood on the Hokage Rock, smoking a cigarette while watching the entire square be illuminated by the morning light little by little, and seeing the emptiness slowly filled with Konoha ninjas who gathered from all directions, a deep emotion shook his heart.

This is the mood of the first generation to watch Konoha Village grow from nothing little by little.

This is the feeling of the second generation when he watches Konoha's school, garrison, army, and other systems take shape little by little.

Just like his mood at this moment when he saw young and energetic faces appearing in all corners of the venue.

The look on their faces told Sarufei that unlike the first generation that relied on their own charm to attract from the ninja world and jointly build Konoha Village, the ninjas who now account for more than half of them are the generation that was born and grew up in Konoha.

Just as the transplanted giant tree finally grew new roots, the leaves of the wood have finally been consolidated and strengthened in this generation of new generations, and they have firmly grasped the ground under their feet.

Although decades have passed, the stubborn notions of the older generation are not so easy to change, for them, the family is the family, the village is the village, and although the two are interdependent, they are not inseparable.

Only the new generation who was born and grew up in Sri Lanka will truly regard Konoha as their home and will have an unbreakable bond with the village.

So, the real hope, the true seed of Konoha is only now beginning to slowly grow.

And his mission is to guard them, cultivate them, and wait for them to grow into a strong barrier covering the entire Konoha leaves.

The generation that regards Konoha as "home", so that the will of fire can be truly passed on, right?

Not immersed in the emotions of nostalgia for long, the three generations of Hokage gently withdrew his gaze from the unknowable and looked back at the people in front of him.

Silent.

Cheng adjusted his position slightly.

The three generations stood on the front of the square platform.

Several of his assistants, including two advisors, stood on the sidelines, facing the crowd of black and oppressive people like him.

Not far away, facing the three generations, are the three shinobi Orochimaru, the Senju Tsunade, the white fang flag Shigeru Mu, who became famous in the late war, and the patriarchs of the Uchiha and Hyuga clans.

Tall and skinny Orochimaru...... Tsunade with a serious face...... I'm not there, are you teaching Nagato them in the Land of Rain?

Further on, there were more patriarchs of small families.

…… Nara...... Autumn Road ...... Is that fat man the current patriarch of the Autumn Dao clan?

In the end, there were the ninjas who were divided into three phalanxes.

Even in the seemingly indistinguishable phalanx position, according to the different hidden forces, the ninjas are still divided into small groups without a trace but distinctly.

The Uchiha and Hinata, for example, are the two largest ninja groups - of course, for some reason, they are arranged far away.

Makoto glanced at the middle-aged man next to him, and a 5 or 6-year-old ghost next to him was looking at him with curiosity.

Uchiha Totoyo, Makoto's father, Uchiha Rei, Makoto's younger brother.

After Uchiha Totoyo left Makoto's mother, he was stationed in the cat ninja village far away from Konoha all the year round, and the ninja trade center that was close to Uchiha seemed to be very good as one of the management leaders.

By the way, Dufeng is a direct line, and Li is an external line.

In order to continue the bloodline and expand the family, all Uchiha lineages must unite with another person of the opposite sex who is also in the direct line and give birth to at least one direct heir.

There is no restriction on secondary marriages in the clan, and from the standpoint of the family, the more complex the possibility of bloodline, the better, and the more children and grandchildren who inherit the bloodline of the Uchiha family, the better.

It is precisely because he is dissatisfied with the family's arrangement of his marriage that Du Feng will abandon his wife, who had just given birth to his eldest son, go away, and re-establish a family in Maonin Village.

Counting this time, the meeting with Makoto is only three times.

So, little ghost, you're annoying.

Makoto made a grim expression to Xiao Zhengtai, Zhengtai shrank in fright, Du Feng noticed it, and glared at Makoto fiercely.

Hikari squeezed Kaicheng's shoulders, drilled from the back row to the middle of Makoto and Totoyo, and then glared back with a fierce expression.

Although the bare body is slender, the 12-year-old Makoto is only up to her shoulders, but it is still a little shorter than the Uchiha who is an adult man, but she is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and she is used to protecting Makoto.

The two Uchiha clansmen, one tall and one short, were mixed in the black crowd, glaring at each other, and Kosho Tai Uchiha was lying on his father's lap, sticking out his head and looking around, not understanding what was going on.

Before Makoto could pull his sleeves to stop this meaningless eye war, both of them had already withdrawn their gazes and looked at the stage.

The speeches of the three generations began.

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