Red Dust

"I disappointed you, sorry!"

Daimaru didn't explain much, but Temari was a little surprised.

"Huh? I thought your reaction would be bigger! Find yourself some reason or something..."

"There are no outsiders here, so quibble or something, forget it!"

Daimaru replied,

"Actually, I don't know what to do, so I have to do what I do best!"

Temari is the kind of girl who doesn't seem to like much, but is actually very difficult to guess her mind, and it is very difficult to please her.

For Daimaru, who has little experience, there is no omnipotent network to provide countless information for reference, so he can only act according to his instincts.

"That's a cute and stupid idea!"

"If you're stupid, I can be a little smarter..."

"Praise me in disguise? It's too late!"

The juice in the cup was gone, the straw was sucked sizzling, and the hand was pouting, and after thinking about it, he said,

"Well, I have a request, if you can do it!"

"can!"

If you have specific requirements, it's easy to do.

"Do you know what my name Temari means?"

Daimaru nodded.

The so-called Ju is a ball for kicking and playing, Cuju is a football, and Temari generally refers to a toy ball thrown around.

Sand Shinobi's name is just so random, it's incomparable to Naruto, Sasuke, Neji, Hinata and the like.

Although they are all balls, Temari is much more elegant than Daimaru.

"Listen to what Yashamaru said, when I was born, there was a very beautiful Temari in the congratulations, and I couldn't put it down and hugged it, so my name is Temari!"

"I see!"

Like Daimaru's name, it's a very unfortunate story.

Originally, I just thought of a nickname, but when I called out, I became a big name.

There is no strict household registration, school registration, ID card, etc. in the ninja world, and there is no remarks about the name used. Once the name is spread, it is difficult to change it.

"Actually, I'm still very satisfied with the name!"

"There's nothing wrong with being dissatisfied. If you change it, no one will know who you are..."

"Shut up and wait for me to finish..."

Glancing at Daimaru fiercely, Temari continued,

"Since you think you are good at cooking, and you don't take me as an old cook with more than ten years of experience, you can use the ingredients available in the kitchen to make Temari dishes that satisfy me!"

"Uh?"

Daimaru was stunned for a moment, and then burst into a wry smile.

Temari was originally a prop for court ladies to play games, but later it became a cultural tradition, and the production became more and more exquisite.

Without a background, you really can't buy top-quality goods.

For so many years, Daimaru has only seen a Temari made of materials such as special spider silk and high-quality isinglass made by Miss Shaye, which is more valuable than an ordinary puppet.

According to a younger sister with ulterior motives, when Miss Sha Ye was unhappy, she would smash the teju to vent her anger.

It is quite easy to make Daimaru a dumpling, but a very complicated toy like Temari is very tedious to make by hand, not to mention making a Temari-shaped dish.

"Can't you do it? I see that you can even spell out a snapper, a rose, and a bunny compote, and the castle egg tart is also very good. A Temari shouldn't be a problem..."

"Let me try!"

Gritting his teeth, Daimaru still responded.

"If it doesn't work, don't give up. Although your dishes are a little off, they're not bad!"

"My uncle 'Red Sand Dust' will do what he says!"

Turning around and walking into the kitchen, the sound of bowls knocking suddenly came from inside.

Ten minutes later, Daimaru, who came again with a plate, lifted the lid, and Temari took a closer look, and couldn't help but stay for a while.

In the middle of the purple, yellow, and red lines, the appearance of Shumaru waving a fan is covered with hands that the young woman can just hold in one hand.

She was supposed to be beautiful, but during the cooking process, something went wrong. The slender and graceful girl turned into a fat aunt, and her delicate face also changed shape like Ukiyo-e.

"It seems to have failed. It's really hard to control the expansion and contraction of heat!"

Daimaru scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

Not to mention the present, even in the past life, it is quite difficult to use the change of heat and cold to make the desired fine shape.

"This is the result of your busy work for so long? The flour is fermented and expanded, and the coloring seasonings are blurred. Also, the fruit juice seeped out, and you can still see it now, but it will become even more ugly when it gets cold! "

"Time is still too tight, try a few more times, it should be much better!"

"forget it!"

Temari boldly copied his chopsticks, picked up his hands, and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls.

"The taste is so-so! I'm not a devil, and I won't be hard on others! Just answer me one more question..."

"Please say!"

Temari, who took a deep breath, stared at Daimaru for a while, then asked with some apprehension and some hope:

"Have you ever regretted choosing me?"

"Ok?"

Daimaru, raised his eyebrows,

"Are you worried that I, who is so greedy, will end up in Longwangshu?

Temari shook his head:

"I used to think that as long as I was good enough, I was entitled to choose the most beautiful things for granted, but I found out later that it was not! At least, I didn't have the confidence to be a qualified girlfriend and a satisfactory wife..."

How to drive away a young girl who covets her boyfriend, Temari found that the idea that he would become more powerful and better would be invincible in the past was too naive.

Daimaru waved his hand, interrupted Temari, and said slowly:

"Who isn't? A bunch of men and women who had nothing to do with each other left the family circle and slowly approached and tied the knot. What a courageous thing! It is precisely because of expectations that we worry about gain and loss!"

Unlike those teenagers who did not forget their love at the juncture of the crisis of extinction, Daimaru and Temari had too much in their hearts, and they couldn't spend too much energy on falling in love with men and women.

"If you want to get married, go get married. If you want to be single, be single. No matter how you choose, you will regret it in the end..."

"What does this mean?"

Temari asked in confusion.

"When people's hearts are always dissatisfied, isn't it a matter of course to take a girl you liked from childhood to adulthood..."

Is this a reason?

Temari pondered that he was not a serious childhood sweetheart, nor was he related to the heavenly descent.

It doesn't matter who wins or loses between the Heavenly Falls and the childhood sweetheart, it doesn't depend on the hair color, nor does the blond loser.

"Don't you feel sorry? Miss Sha Ye, Kurama Yakumo, and Qiandu have helped you so much..."

"Their future is not with me!"

It's hard to say what will happen in the future, at least for now, Daimaru really doesn't have the idea of ​​having a group of wives and concubines, and time management is too tiring.

Paying will be rewarded, which does not exist in the love market.

"The idea is very firm, but you can't refuse to be more thorough?"

Daimaru replied leisurely:

"I have already rejected the Kurama Yakumo, Miss Sha Ye and Qian, but they have never said any words of admiration to me. Am I being sentimental to send them a good person card?"

"Uh?"

Temari didn't know how to express his position anymore. Qian was his friend for many years, and he didn't do anything special. As for Miss Sha Ye, the two of them had not been on good terms since childhood.

"If it were ordinary fox spirits, I would have made them look good long ago. Look at you, what kind of women are you provoking, all of them are weird!"

Like Yu Nao and Le Man, they seem to be more stubborn, but in fact they are easier to pass up.

"Probably we are all aliens hiding among ordinary people. We can always see another self in other people, and you are no exception!"

Chapter 0914 Majesty

In the country of wind in the late summer and early autumn, the scorching sun during the day is still hot, and the power of the wind and sand roaring past is not diminished, but there is already a little coolness in the morning and evening.

Gaara, who had been busy all day, rarely walked out of Fengying House and walked around the village.

On the side near the southeast corner, on the city wall excavated by the mountain, he is already a mature village chief's fifth generation of wind shadow, looking down, the rising smoke from the cooking, drifting along the gentle evening wind, The air smelled of charcoal fire and tar, which wasn't very pleasant.

But this is also part of the fireworks in the world. In the past, it was not easy for villages with declining industries to have such a breath of life.

After a busy day, Shayin Village has also broken away from the tense atmosphere, and has a sense of comfort. There are few lively places, and the flow of people is gradually dense.

Melodious music came from the old-fashioned radio that spread throughout the important hubs of the village, as if to remind the villagers that it was time to get off work and enjoy life.

"Is this..."Sunset in the Desert"? Really..."

Depressed people hear desolation, optimistic people see the vastness and the vastness, which seem similar, but their moods are completely different.

Of course, with Gaara's eloquence, it's really impossible to accurately extract such feelings and put them into words.

"Five generations, is it time to go back and prepare dinner?"

The close follower, Aogi, winked at his comrade Kolobi, who gave Gaara a suggestion.

Even if Gaara wanted to walk around alone, her status and status were different from before. Even if it was a private matter, as long as she appeared in public, there would be guards and assistants who would stay there.

Aoji and Keluobi's strength is not bad, but their advantage is that they are serious and reliable, and they are good at handling chores and checking for leaks.