Konoha Qiweiju

Looking at the whirlpool that no longer had the glory of the past on the hospital bed, Zhen Xiu felt mixed emotions in his heart.

It’s not like I haven’t thought about such a scenario.

But I never thought that this day would come so quickly and suddenly.

He had forgotten that the strong Uzumaki was already an eighty-year-old man.

In this world, few people can live beyond the age of eighty.

Zhenxiu's eyes suddenly became blurry, and tears welled up in his eyes, but they never came down.

Faced with Uzumaki's inquiry, he didn't know what to say.

Come back to see you?

Miss you?

Are you sick?

None of them are suitable.

Moreover, it does not fit the pattern of getting along between their father and son.

What's more important is that Zhen Xiu's mind is completely blank now and he doesn't know anything.

At this time, Mito spoke.

"Dad, how are you feeling?"

Mito leaned in front of the bed, looking at the dying Uzumaki, and he didn't feel much better than Shinshu.

She was also very uncomfortable.

After growing up and getting married, the total time she spent with Uzumaki would not exceed fifty hours.

The relationship between father and daughter has not weakened because of this distance.

The friendship between adults no longer depends on time.

But memories.

Recall the good times, the person from the beginning, and the things from the beginning.

No matter which direction she looks from, in Mito's heart, Uzumaki Uzushio is the most important person to her.

In troubled times, it is not easy to raise your children.

"I'm fine. What can happen to me? I'm in good health. It's just that an old injury relapsed. I'll be fine after a few days of rest. Ahem..."

Uzumaki said, coughing twice.

Obviously, his health is not as good as he said.

"Still so stubborn."

Zhen Xiu calmed down and said coldly.

"If you are not feeling well, take a good rest. Why are you so brave? Why are you pretending in front of us?"

Zhen Xiu shouted lowly, with a bit of complaint and distress in his tone.

In my impression, this father is always like this.

No matter how hard it is, you can always carry it alone.

He never shows his vulnerable side.

Shinshu still remembers that when he was seven years old, Uzumaki Uzushio was seriously injured and had a big hole in his stomach.

But he still held on without saying a word.

In the end, if he hadn't received prompt treatment, he might have died long ago.

"You brat! How are you talking! My body is just in good shape!"

Uzumaki said with a pinched neck, unwilling to admit defeat even a little bit.

"Okay, Dad, don't be like this. You are the same, Xiaozhen. Don't be quarrelsome with Dad at this time."

Mito was helpless.

The two father and son are still the same as before.

The father and son looked at each other, and then each snorted coldly.

"I'm going for a walk."

Zhenxiu turned around and left the room directly.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to control his emotions.

Mito watched Zhenxiu leave, feeling a little worried.

"Uncle Fu, please go and see Xiao Zhen."

"Okay, miss."

Uzumaki Fuku left, leaving only Mito and Uzushio in the room.

"Dad, don't be angry. Xiaozhen is also worried about you. You see you are like this now, and you are still trying to be brave. If Uncle Fu hadn't sent a letter to tell us, Xiaozhen and I would still not know that something happened to you.

Already."

Uzumaki sighed.

"Mito, dad doesn't want you to worry. Besides, dad is fine. These are just minor problems."

"Dad, you are like this, but it is still a small problem. Look at your hair, it has completely turned white. Can it still be a small problem?"

Mito said, choked up.

The vitality of the Uzumaki clan is reflected in their hair.

Once the red hair fades and turns into white hair, it means that their life is coming to an end.

In the past, many Uzumaki clan members whose vitality was overdrawn suddenly turned gray and died.

This is the consensus of the Uzumaki clan.

When gray hair comes, the end is approaching.

Uzumaki fell silent.

As the leader of the clan, how could he not know.

It's just that he didn't want to show pain in front of his children.

This is probably the stubbornness of all fathers.

In the eyes of Uzumaki, the father is a shielding arm from the wind and rain, not an old man struggling to his death.

When Uzumaki Uzushio reunited with Mito and his daughter, they naturally had endless things to talk about.

On the other side, Zhen Xiu secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his eyes full of sighs.

Unknowingly, he has already established many bonds in this world.

Although the stern Uzumaki was hated by him for a while, in the end, blood is thicker than water. After understanding Uzumaki's painstaking efforts, Shinshu became grateful to him.

"Young patriarch."

At this moment, Uzumaki Fu came over.

"It's Uncle Fu, long time no see."

Zhen Xiu adjusted his mood and whispered.

Uzumaki Fu nodded and showed a kind smile.

"I haven't seen you for more than four years. The young patriarch has grown up completely. I think you were as tall as me at the beginning, but now you are a head taller than me. Seeing that the young patriarch has grown up healthily, I feel relieved.

Already."

"Uncle Fu, I'm really sorry for not coming back to see you all these years. I still remember that when I was a child, my father punished me not to eat, and you secretly brought me meals."

"Haha. It's hard for the young patriarch to remember these little things. It's just that those meals were actually given to you by the patriarch. How could he bear to let you starve? It's just that you, young patriarch, were obsessed with cooking at that time.

The patriarch hates the fact that iron cannot become steel."

Zhen Xiu was shocked. Looking back on the past, there were indeed many unreasonable things.

It's just that I was so angry at the time that I didn't think about many things in detail.

Now that I think about it, if it hadn't been for his father's instructions, how could Uncle Fu, who had always been so loyal, dare to disobey his father's orders.

"Alas... Young Patriarch. The Patriarch's time is really running out this time. You should stay with him."

"Uncle Fu, dad's body..."

"It's only a month at most."

The real cultivator was silent.

One month...

"It's too late...I came back too late..."

Fu Bo shook his head.

"Young Patriarch, it won't be too late. This period of time is enough for the Patriarch. Just now, the Patriarch also said that he wants to eat the food you cooked, Young Patriarch. Now that you are back, his wish will come true.

.Young Patriarch, the Patriarch originally did not agree with you cooking, but now, he has completely understood your thoughts. As a father, he has done a good job."

Zhenxiu's heart moved and he bowed to Uncle Fu.

"Uncle Fu, I understand. No matter how late it is, I will let dad spend his last days without regrets."

Fu Bo smiled happily.

The kid he watched grow up finally matured a little.

No longer as willful as before.