Kyojuro, the life of a Hokage since the age of one

Dinner was the tomato noodles specially made by Madara, mixed with half of the egg yolks. Although there was no seasoning, the tomato flavor was quite strong, and Anjuro was satisfied with it.

The tomatoes here are tastier than those during the Taisho period!

Don’t buy one! ! !

It would be better if you can eat by yourself.

Anjuro opened his mouth wide and took the spoon that Izuna fed to his mouth.

"Xingshourou's food tastes delicious. Benny, have your cooking skills improved again?"

Izuna couldn't resist the temptation and curiously took a bite of the crushed noodles in Anjuro's small bowl. "It tastes so bland!"

Madara finished his meal quickly, took the bowl from Izuna's hand, and motioned for him to eat quickly.

"Children have a more sensitive sense of taste, and the taste of the ingredients itself is enough for them, too."

"What?"

"Put down the sugar bowl in your hand. I already put the sugar down when cooking today."

"oh."

Quan Na pretended not to care and put down the sugar bowl that came from the kitchen.

I thought I could hide it from Benny, but it seems that my practice is still not good enough.

Keep up the good work, Izuna!

You must be able to secretly eat candy under Benny’s Sharingan!

"Madara, Izuna, I'm back."

"Welcome home, Father!"

Tajima, who finally came back from the great elder's place, first touched the head of Izuna who came over, and then looked at the child in Madara's arms.

"Hao's family has been sent over. What's your name?"

"Xingjuro, he was born on the spring equinox last year."

After Tajima washed his hands, he watched Anjuro happily finish the food in the bowl, picked up the child, and placed his palms under the child's feet.

"You're not afraid of life." He weighed Xingjulang, "He eats so deliciously, no wonder he's chubby."

Xingjulang took advantage of the situation and stepped on his palms to use force, trying to straighten his back and stand up.

"He has good strength, he is a strong young man," Tajima smiled as he felt Anjuro's powerful kicks.

A child's strength means he is healthy, and only when he is healthy can he grow up more smoothly.

"Father, did the great elder say anything?"

Madara brought over the dinner and the small table prepared for Tajima. Tajima sat down, placed Anjuro next to him, and reminded Madara,

"Just stay in the clan for me and take care of your eldest nephew. Don't think about running out every day."

"Quenana's first mission is not dangerous. It is mainly to follow the tribe's caravan to get acquainted with it. It will set off in a week. Please tell Quanna about the precautions."

"Yes! Father!"

After hearing that she was really able to perform tasks beyond her clan, Izuna hugged her father happily, but Madara, on the other hand, felt a little depressed and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Looking at his eldest son who was in the rebellious stage, Tajima didn't say much. In his opinion, those Sharingan eyes already represented Madara's determination.

Hehehe, the future is limitless!

Tajima ate the fish in front of him in a good mood. Looking at Anjuro's eager eyes, he picked a piece of fish without fish bones and fed it to him.

Anjuro was chewing the fish while thinking about the information just now.

Although I have heard from Uzumaki Tianyuan in the past that the training and missions of ninjas are very difficult, but uncle Izuna is already going on missions at such a young age.

At what age did he start training?

I should probably be like this in the future...

Chew, chew, chew, chew...

This fish is so delicious, I want to have another bite.

Anjuro tugged at the corner of Tajima's clothes. Tajima glanced in Madara's direction and confirmed that Madara was explaining the precautions to Izuna. With quick eyesight and quick hands, he stuffed another piece of fish into Anjuro's mouth.

Then, he was caught by Madara.

"Father! How can you feed Xingjulang fish!"

"I've already picked out the thorns, and Xingjulang has already grown teeth, so it doesn't matter if he eats some fish."

Tajima was tough. It’s not like he had never raised a child before. He had raised Madara by himself. Didn’t he grow up so healthy?

Everyone knows how to educate their father.

"But your taste is too strong for Xingshou Lang, so you should be careful."

"I know," Tajima rubbed Anjuro's soft hair and remembered something.

"When I was holding Xingjuro just now, I felt that he had already thought about standing up. You and Izuna should hug him less. He doesn't need to hold him up if he falls when he stands up. He is not afraid if he falls on the ground. Practice him a few times. Just learn how to hold yourself up when you fall. Children who have been beaten will have strong muscles and bones.”

"Okay dad, I remember."

Tajima looked down at the small ball of Anjuro again, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart. As if Anjuro had sensed it, he looked up at his uncle who was just thirty years old.

Before Anjuro fully learned how to speak, he always felt a little awkward when he couldn't speak clearly.

However, Izuna and Madara really liked teaching him how to pronounce words, so he followed them all day long, repeating what they said.

But in front of Tajima, he didn't know how to call this man... who should be his grandfather based on his seniority.

Is that an uncle or an uncle?

Tajima nudged the child in his arms again, but the child still remained silent.

He had some doubts about whether his cheap grandnephew was mute.

Although being mute does not affect becoming a ninja, especially in a family like Uchiha that relies on eye contact to communicate.

But it’s always inconvenient if you can’t speak.

Tajima couldn't help but confide his doubts to his son who was clearing the plates beside him.

"Why doesn't Xingjuro speak? Did you hear him speak?"

Madara first put the plate in his hand into the sink and looked at his father who was not yet old, slightly speechless.

What was clear in his eyes was concern that his father was losing his mind so early.

Seeing the look in his son's eyes, Tajima also realized that he was worrying too much, but he still defended himself firmly,

"I'm also concerned about Xingjulang. He has never called me uncle or grandpa."

Thinking of his cousin who passed away two years ago, the guy didn't hear his grandson calling him grandpa before he died, so he should listen for him.

"Father, please face the fact that the name "Uncle Tajima" is too difficult for a child who can only pronounce a single syllable. Xing Jurou can still only call Izumi Nana Nana Nana."

Tajima said harshly, "Children must talk more and practice more before they can learn to speak. Anjuro must not have practiced much with Koichi, so he can only pronounce single sounds."

There was a strange expression on Madara's face, "...Not entirely, Anjuro said something very skillfully."

"What words?"

Madara simply stood up, went to the cabinet to get something, and then stuffed a small Jinpei candy into Anjuro's mouth in front of Tajima.

"Five ants!" (Yummy)

All right.

From then on, Tajima no longer worried that his grand-nephew was a little mute, but began to worry that his grand-nephew was too greedy and what if he was abducted by others with delicious food.

"Father, don't worry, Xingjulang is still young."

After hearing Madara call his father again, Anjuro finally decided what he wanted to call the man in front of him.

Uncle Grandpa's pronunciation is too complicated. Xingjuro has no expectations for his current language ability.

Just call me grandpa!

But the man in front of me is only about thirty-five years old, and he is already a grandfather.

Is this a big family?

"zhi...zhi..."

"Zhizhi? What do you mean?"

Madara poked Anjuro's bulging cheek flesh, "I guess he wants to call Grandpa (jiji)"

"That's right~ Anjuro knows that I am a grandfather~" Tajima rubbed his forehead affectionately against Anjuro's little hand.

"Anjuro is so smart, he will definitely be a powerful ninja in the future~"

Tajima's clipping sound, which he deliberately made to tease the children, made Madara speechless.

Father, please pay attention to your image. This really looks like a strange uncle who abducts children!

…

Xing Jurou accepted it well. In the past, when they faced Toki Toru, they would naturally soften their tone.

Well, except Tomioka.

I don’t know if Tomioka apologized to Shinobu. When he set out to kill the ghost, he felt that Shinobu was still angry.

Ever since Kanae's death, Tomioka was the only one who could make Shinobu's smile twist...

…

After the father and son finished their conversation, when they lowered their heads to look at Anjuro, they found that he was actually asleep.

The small ball leaned against Tajima, sleeping soundly.

Tajima secretly felt funny, but was afraid of waking him up, so he could only wave Madara over quietly and take Anjuro back to Senna's house to sleep.

Izuna asked, "Father, will Anjuro always live with me from now on?"

Tajima thought for a while and said, "Xingjuro is too young. I will sleep with you for the time being. When you go on a mission, you will be with Madara. Just wait until he is five years old."

"Oh," Izuna pouted somewhat unhappily, and Tajima was happy.

"Why, it's only been a few hours and you're already so close?"

Izuna didn't know how to describe his feelings, but he felt that Anjuro was warm, well-behaved and smart.

"Anjuro is very cute!"

There should be no parent who wouldn't like a harmonious relationship between their children.

Anyway, Tajima couldn't do it, so he hugged his youngest son and asked him to go out to train with Madara who just came out.

He himself summoned the ninja cat who signed the contract.

With a bang, a calico cat wearing a kimono and a short sword appeared in the living room.

"Tajima, what's going on, nya?"

Tajima took out a small dried fish from his sleeve and handed it over, "Xiaofu, there is an extra cub at home and I need you to take care of it."

The cat known as Xiaofuku accepted Tajima's offering, squinted his eyes and thought about the new cubs of the Uchiha clan in the past two years, and flicked his tail.

"Okay meow~"

The calico cat, whose full name is Fukumaru and whose nickname is Xiaofuku, fooled Tajima with his usual cold demeanor. After watching him go to work with peace of mind, he immediately spread his four paws and quickly jumped to Anjuro's bedside.

Hum hum hum, the treasure that that guy Mei has hidden for so long has not yet been brought to Xiao Fu.

It wanted to see if this cub was as good as Mei said.

Xiaofu carefully circled around Xingshou Lang who was sleeping soundly on the bed twice, lowered his head and sniffed a few times.

"It's nothing special, just smells like milk."

Xiaofu's beard moved and he sat next to Anjuro. After looking at it for a while, he lay down again, his body next to Anjuro's quilt.

It's warm, as if I'm basking in the sun.

The snoring in his ears made Anjuro fall into a deeper sleep.