Naruto: The peaceful life of the Hinata family

In the past few days, with Hinata Ming taking her to help the neighbors around her from time to time, she and the surrounding neighbors have become acquainted.

Those grandmothers were also particularly affectionate to her, and dragged her to her house for dinner.

Their husbands all died on the battlefield during the Second Shinobi War, some without sons, and some sons died in some small local wars that were constantly rubbing later.

In the end, they were left alone in this empty room.

And for the lively little girl of Uzumaki Xiangphos, they are a little in love with it, and they are also called from time to time to get homely things in the back.

For this matter, Hinata Ming also looked at it, and for the vortex incense that gradually merged, he knew that this was the best way.

Also went to see Naruto Uzumaki from time to time.

Hinata sat in this huge room, and Kaguya Otsuki went out again, coming out every few days.

The teapot at hand gradually came out of steam, and before long, the water inside rolled slightly, turned off the fire, straightened the teacup, and poured tea after a while.

Hinata looked at the gentle ripples of the water in the teacup in front of him, and gradually calmed down.

A leaf came from nowhere, gently falling in the air, Hinata gently stretched out his hand and led it over, some signs of yellowing on it.

Hinata took the teacup and walked out of the room, looking at the hot sun and fierceness that I didn't know when it was gone.

The wind blew with a hint of coolness, and Hinata gently loosened the leaves in his hand and floated them under the tree.

Hinata also found a place to sit down alone, looking at the almost cool breath, and the faint sunlight in the sky, did not bring much warmth.

Taking a sip of tea lightly, feeling the temperature of the piping hot tea, Hinata couldn't help but mutter.

"Is it autumn again?"

He patted the torso of the big tree behind him, and sighed with some emotion.

"It's really fast."

With a smile in his words, he looked at the still very lush tree.

It didn't take long to drink the tea in the cup and enter the house again, but without meaning to fill it up again, he put the teacup on the table.

He took a stove and kept it in the corner for a long time, but he still wiped the shiny little blue and white porcelain cup, wine warmer and some other things out.

He placed the small stove on the stone table, took a vessel, and went to the entrance of a cave, opened it, and inside there were large jars of several altars, and another cylinder apparently showed signs of opening.

A faint aroma of wine permeates this not much dungeon, and there is a mellow washing that belongs to time.

Hinata also walked forward and took some liquor out of it, covered it again, and returned to the tree.

Picked up the utensil and slowly poured the wine into the warm wine jug, the transparent wine appeared dazzling under the sunlight, and the faint wine aroma was a little entangled with the autumn spirit that had just been raised.

Placing the wine jug on the small stove and turning on the fire, the not very large flame burned underneath, and Hinata did not have the slightest impatience.

Some went to the kitchen, and after a while, they put several plates of side dishes on the table, and the faint white mist that began to emerge from the warm wine jug, and the faint aroma of wine filled the air, but it brought that warm feeling.

Hinata took the warm wine jug down, filled a cup in front of him, picked it up, and drank it gently, some spicy feeling filled his mouth.

When he picked up the chopsticks in his hand and was about to pick up the dishes, he suddenly paused, a smile suddenly rose between the corners of his mouth, and he put the chopsticks on the side of the bowl.

Some took out a wine glass, put it in front of themselves, picked up the wine jug again, and slowly filled it.

"I wonder if you are interested in having a drink."

The gentle voice echoed in this courtyard where he was alone.

In between the words, a bowl and a pair of chopsticks flew out of the house and landed on the table opposite Hinata.

But after Hinata's words were spoken, no one responded for a while, only a gentle breeze.

Hinata Ming pushed the wine glass in front of him to the opposite position, and said with some slight regret.

"If you don't drink it, the wine will be cold."

As soon as the words fell, I heard a heroic laugh on the roof.

"Hahaha, since someone invited me to the Toad Immortal, Master Zilaiye! Then naturally I will not push back.

Immediately, a black shadow descended from the sky and landed in front of him in a strange gesture.

I saw a middle-aged man with white hair with a confused and confident temperament, looking at Hinata Ming with an eyecloth in front of him with a strange look in his eyes.

Hinata also stretched out in front of him and invited.

"I thought who it was, but the three Shinobi of Konoha have met them all once, Jiraiya-sama, please."

Knowing that this person in front of him was Jiraiya of the three Shinobi, he couldn't help but think of the Tsunade and Orochimaru he had met before, and it was really fate.

But hearing his words, Ji Laiye, who had originally planned to joke with this little devil in front of him, suddenly looked at him with some solemnity.

"Hey, little ghost, have you seen Tsunade and Orochimaru?"

Hinata nodded gently, but did not continue to answer, but spoke gently.

"The visitor is a guest, sit down and drink while talking."

I feel that this person in front of me is obviously eleven or twelve years old (it's looking at Ha, not his age. opposite), but there is no trace of the childishness of his peers, but it is the gentleness that makes people a little unguarded.

Sitting down opposite Hinata, he also picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip, and the warm liquid entered his mouth, making his face show a comfortable feeling.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Good wine!"

I couldn't help but drink all the wine glass, and my face was even more happy.

Hinata also smiled and helped him fill the wine again, and he also picked up the wine glass in front of him and raised it.

Jiraiya naturally raised his glass and gently clinked glasses with Hinata Ming after drinking the wine, he suddenly remembered something, and looked at Hinata Ming in front of him with a strange face.

"Little ghost, you're underage, aren't you?"

Hinata also froze for a moment, but still drank the wine in his hand.

"I'm not them."

The words were full of helplessness.

......

Why?

Forget it, I'm not very interested in what to share, let the tomatoes do it themselves.