At night, Konoha Village is a little less noisy than during the day, but it is still lively, and under the pale moonlight, every house in this busy and prosperous Konoha is lit up.

In the kitchen, there is the constant sound of chopping vegetables, shovels hitting iron pots, and pressure cookers bubbling up.

The smell of food wafted down the kitchen to the living room, and then down the windows of the living room, to the thousands of households outside.

Mikoto Uchiha holds the handle of the wok in one hand and a shovel in the other hand to stir-fry the vegetables in the pan.

A moment later.

She brought out a little dish with a shovel and tasted it.

"Well, it's a little light.

Itachi's throat hasn't been feeling comfortable lately, though, so be it. ”

Syllable!

After turning off the fire, she turned around and walked to the pressure cooker, smelling the smell of meat in the air, and Mai Tamin looked at the cradle in the living room again, a happy smile between her eyebrows.

Today is the third day of Sasuke's birth, and although the ninja's physique recovers faster than ordinary people, he still can't get rid of the limits of human beings.

It's just that

Thinking of her painless, scarless birth to Sasuke, Mikoto praised from the bottom of her heart.

"It's really an amazing medical ninjutsu."

After praising it, her face suddenly darkened, and she said angrily.

"It's just that people who use ninjutsu aren't very good."

Multiply! Multiply! Multiply!

The pressure cooker seemed to understand Mai Tamin very well at the moment, and the anger inside it kept its nose steaming with white heat.

She hurriedly turned off the fire, put the bird behind her, and continued to fiddle with the next dish.

Her body is recovering faster than she could have imagined, and Mai Trin decided to celebrate today, celebrating the arrival of a new baby in the family for three days.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

As the sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen continued, the clock hand hanging on the wall slowly turned forward, and the empty table gradually filled with food.

She was even afraid that the food would be cold and affect the taste, so she used a small basin to buckle the plate.

Clang!

As the clock on the wall approached half-past seven, Mai Trito wiped the sweat from her forehead and unbuttoned her apron and hung it on the door.

"Whew!"

After a sigh of relief, she looked at the full basin on the table and nodded in satisfaction.

Now it's time for Itachi and Fugaku to come back from training.

"Little Sasuke!"

Then, I saw Mikoto rubbing her face and walking towards Sasuke who was lying in the cradle with a smile on her face.

It's small, it's chubby, it's so cute.

Ten minutes later.

After she finished teasing Sasuke, Mikoto stood up and rubbed her somewhat wooden thighs, turning to look at the empty table.

Empty table.

Empty table.

Uchiha Mikoto was a little incredulous, she rubbed her eyes and looked at the empty table, the one that was cleaner than Sasuke's face, and her eyes changed from confusion to anger.

Her fingers clenched into fists, her body trembling slightly, and she felt that the anger and dissatisfaction in her heart at the moment were almost impossible to let go.

"What the hell is it."

When Uchiha Itachi returned, he took off his sweat-soaked clothes and threw them in the basin, then ran briskly to the living room, shouting.

"Mother."

"Hmm!"

Hearing his mother's cold voice, Itachi's body stiffened, and he began to wonder if he had done something to dissatisfy his mother.

Probably not.

Glancing cautiously at his mother's dark cheeks, Itachi lowered his head again.

"Whew!"

At this time, Mai Trin also realized that there might be something wrong with her attitude.

Rubbing her cheeks, and with a smile on her face, she reached out and pointed to the food on the table, and said as if nothing had happened.

"Itachi, come and eat, you have a bad throat lately, eat something light."

"Oh~"

Looking at the far-fetched smile on his mother's face, Uchiha Itachi stepped over to the table, picked up the white porridge in the bowl and gulped it down.

It's really light enough, and there is not a single dish.

The joys and sorrows are not the same between people, and the joys and sorrows of each family are not the same from one family to another.

At this time.

Asuka's house is very lively.

After sending Tsunade back to Shizune's house, he made an appointment with the two old men across the street for dinner, and then went home and crushed the system's reward scroll [Mom's Meal].

In the blink of an eye, the empty table top was filled with all kinds of plates, and there was not a single gap.

Asuka took a pair of chopsticks and tasted it, and his face showed a look of satisfaction.

Well, although this dish is a little light, but the old man eats it just right, and he can't eat anything too salty when he is older.

And

I can't say anything about the taste of this dish, great chef.

The system even thoughtfully sent a few small pots and covered them on top of the dish, as if it was to prevent the taste of the freshly cooked meal from being affected by the long waiting time.

Good system.

When Ryoichi dragged Madara Uchiha to Asuka's house, he looked at the table full of food, and his eyes instantly showed a look of vigilance, and said.

"You made it yourself? Or did you buy it? Or do you ask someone else to do it? ”

Asuka didn't even think about it and said directly.

"It must have been made with your own hands."

Hearing this, Liang's eyes were even more vigilant.

"There's no puffer fish in there, is there?"

"Nope."

After receiving an affirmative reply from the other party, Ryoichi opened a basin and found that it was not a puffer fish inside, and it was not a poisonous mushroom, so he carefully took a sip and tasted it.

After chewing a few bites, Ryoichi's eyes slowly narrowed.

It tastes surprisingly good.

Some of them don't quite look like what this guy who eats instant noodles every day can make.

He glanced at Asuka in surprise and gave a thumbs up.

"It's no worse than Uchiha Mikoto, this is the biggest compliment that the old man can give you."

As he spoke, he pulled out a chair and pressed the cold face of Madara on it, and then saw Ryoichi sit down in the lower left hand position and lift the basins one by one.

sumptuous

It's really hard for this kid

When Asuka was seated, the atmosphere at the dinner table instantly became harmonious.

Madara Uchiha's stiff face slowly softened, and Uchiha Liang chatted about the gossip of so-and-so while eating, and stood up and toasted Madara when he said that he was happy.

And Madara naturally raised his glass and gestured in the air.

on the streets.

A few Uchiha people happened to pass by in front of the Asuka House, and they couldn't help but glance inside when they heard the laughter coming from the house.

Now.

The tables were filled with carefully prepared food, and the aroma of the food wafted through the half-open door onto the street outside.

An old man sat on the main seat, Elder Ryoichi sat on the deputy seat, and Asuka Shangnin sat opposite Ryoichi, the atmosphere between the three of them was extremely harmonious, and the laughter was constant, and occasionally it was mixed with the sighs of the elders for the juniors who were not married at this time

The scene of this family dinner, although seemingly ordinary, is full of deep family affection and warmth.

After looking at it for a while, several clansmen on the street shrugged their shoulders and continued to walk forward.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Elder Ryoichi laugh so presumptuously."

"There's no way, his sons will only accompany him for a meal during the New Year's holidays, which is like Asuka Shangnin. Every day you can see each other when you wake up."

"By the way, where are we going to catch the thief?"

"I don't know, the rampant thieves actually ran to the Uchiha clan's land, or slipped into the patriarch's house, and they didn't take us seriously."

"Isn't it, I heard that I stole it in front of Mikoto-sama, and she didn't have any plates left, which is simply bullying Mikoto-sama."

"I heard that even the small basin covering the dishes has disappeared, it's too rampant."

"Murder and heart, murder and heart!"

Meal.

Madara Uchiha leaned back in his chair, the kind smile on his face fading as the reward effect wore off.

What a comfortable meal, how many years.

How many years.

He looked at the old key hanging on the wall by the bird, and a flash of lightning flashed through his mind.

Madara suddenly remembered what the key was for.

"Asuka."

Asuka, who was resting with his belly, suddenly heard Madara calling himself, and he looked at the other party in surprise and wondered.

"Diet tablets?"

"It's not."

Madara Uchiha asked, shaking his head, pointing to the key on the wall.

"Where did you find it?"

Hearing this, he followed Madara's finger to look at the key hanging on the wall, and his face showed a sudden look.

That's the reward given by the system when he gets Kakashi's approval.

Anyway, from the time he got this key to now, he didn't find a mysterious box full of [Uchiha's secrets] as the system said, so he simply hung this thing on the wall.

The key is from the system, which is certainly not to be said.

Thinking of this, Asuka put his hands on his stomach and said as if he was broken.

"It was left by my grandfather, and it is said that he can open a mysterious box full of [Uchiha secrets], and there is a forbidden technique to improve strength in the box, but I haven't found where the box is."

"Is it in the hands of Feihe?"

After muttering to himself, he stood up and walked over to the key, his old fingers rubbing the rust on the key, and his voice was old.

"The old man in the box will help you find it, and if there is a forbidden spell in it, it will be all for you."

"Please, I can't find the box."

Asuka leaned back in his chair, indifferent.

He suspected that this box might be in the hands of the system, but it had not been sent out as a reward for the time being.

I guess Madara can't find this either.

(End of chapter)