Red sand dust

In the history of Sunagakure Village, Daimaru is the sixth village chief to hold the power of the Kazekage. Regardless of their character and ability, the previous ones were at least quite responsible and very diligent.

A semi-military settlement the size of a town, surrounded by endless desert, there weren't actually that many major things that had to be dealt with every day.

In general, no matter how hard you try, most of your time is wasted on trivial matters.

Because there is no mature civil service system, Fengying and his cadres have dual tasks of policy and execution. This is clearly different from the separation of politics and administration in the secular management system.

The management model of Sunagakure Village is grasped by everyone from top to bottom. It sounds like it is efficient and responsible. In fact, it means that the Caotai team has been in power for a long time, barely gained some experience, and tinkered to become what it is now.

But then again, Ninja Village is not a normal country after all. Theoretically, the only core area managed is the headquarters, which is a small town of about 100,000 people. At this scale, there is no need to worry about overly professional governance. For the ninja's mobility, it is enough to select a few suitable cadres to take charge of each one.

As for the disorder of the top and bottom, Tai'a's inversion generally does not happen. The village chief of the five great ninja villages, also known as the "shadow", is basically the strongest person in the village, at most adding "one" after it.

Strong strength belongs to an individual, and it is undoubtedly much more difficult to "conquer the superior". The current Daimaru is to use his strong strength to subdue all dissidents and naturally take the position of acting Kazekage.

Even though Daimaru broke the tradition of hard work and dedication of the "Kazekage" of the past generations, and did not go to work at the Kazekage's house until the third day of the morning, no one really did anything to him.

It's too long ago not to mention it. Compared with Gaara who started working as soon as the sky was dark and often came home under the stars and the moon at night, Daimaru was undoubtedly a very lazy leader.

After arranging a few urgent matters and fully delegating power to the responsible persons, Daimaru did not need to do everything personally. If there were really important matters that required the Kazekage to make decisions, people would naturally come to him directly.

Daiwan, who had rarely been at home in the past two years, rarely had breakfast cooked by his mother Wu Ye.

Before dawn, there was a light rain, which brought a refreshing atmosphere to the long-drought village. The sunshine from the southeast made the surface temperature rise, and gentle breezes blew slowly, but they did not stir up the heat. Sand haze.

In the days of late summer and early autumn, it is quite rare to have such comfortable weather.

The tabletop, made of an unnamed stone, is quite old and bears traces of Daimaru's childhood mischief.

Speaking of which, most of the belongings in this home that holds many memories were saved by Daimaru's father.

The furnishings in the house are not too shabby, but the light is a bit dim.

Because it is a laundry, there is always the smell of detergent inside and outside. After a long time, after getting used to it, I still feel a little nostalgic.

Although Daimaru's current net worth is still negative, that's because the stall is too big and he earns a lot of money, but he invests more.

If money were really tight, I might be able to save the money to buy this two-story building in a few days.

Once upon a time, Daimaru also considered hiring one or two housekeepers to help take care of the house, and take care of his grandfather who was getting worse and worse in taking care of himself. His mother, Wu Ye, was fine no matter what, but his stubborn grandfather was unwilling to spend this unjust money, and then he let it go. .

Cut a palm-sized fried dough-like mass into strips and slowly pop it into your mouth.

This thing is a bit like fried noodles or scallion pancakes, except that the fat extracted from sea fish always has a salty smell that lingers even after processing.

Although the taste is a bit strange, the residents of Sunagakure Village don't care about it. A large portion is enough to satisfy them. Most of the compatriots have not yet considered whether it tastes good or not.

Basically, every once in a while, Daimaru would personally send a lot of food back to improve the food at home. If he sent money, his mother Wu Ye would be reluctant to spend money lavishly, and would still eat those unprocessed whole grains, which are expensive Ingredients, I only bother to buy some during the Chinese New Year.

After a while, Dawan, who had filled his stomach, wiped his mouth.

"Grandpa hasn't gotten up yet?"

"I was worried for a long time yesterday and fell asleep before you came back. It will probably take a while before I wake up today..."

Mother Wu Ye put away the dishes and answered with a smile.

Most people have a misunderstanding. They always think that the elderly should go to bed early and get up early. In fact, this is not true. Work and rest habits vary from person to person. Daimaru's grandfather is the kind of person who doesn't go to bed very late, but sleeps very lightly and doesn't wake up early in the morning. People, especially when they are tired, need time to regain their energy.

"It seems that my grandfather can't see how majestic I look in my Kazekage outfit..."

Daimaru tidied up his clothes and said with a proud smile,

"Let's see if he dares to call me stupid in the future..."

"Even though your grandfather speaks poorly, he is actually very proud of himself! He used to always mention your father, but now he always talks about you to the neighbors..."

"That's right! If you praise him in person, it won't damage his majesty as an old man!"

"Got to go?"

Helping Daimaru smooth out the wrinkles on his face, his mother Wu Ye said,

"Go and do your work, Kazekage-sama, but for everyone, we can't just stay at our house!"

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In the special care unit of Sunagakure Village Hospital, Gaara had woken up. In addition to being able to blink his eyes and move his fingers, he could also mumble a few words, which was quite laborious.

When Daimaru came to visit, Kankuro and Temari were not there, only Hiroji and several members of the Shadow Guard were guarding the door.

After waving his hand to tell the people on guard to stay back, Daimaru asked the two medical ninjas who were massaging Gaara's hands and feet to promote blood circulation:

"How's your recovery going?"

"The blood pressure is low, there are local blood clots, and the vitality is obviously low, but it is gradually recovering and improving! Also, the Godaime has become much more alert and can have some simple communication!"

"What did he say?"

"Itchy all over!"

"It's normal! Okay, you guys should take a break, and I'll have a few words with him alone!"

After sending the others away, Daimaru reached out and pressed Gaara's chest and abdomen, and then checked the chakra and meridian system in his body.

Not noticing anything unusual, Daimaru smiled and stretched out his hand to press Gaara's forehead. A gentle life force poured into his body, adding a trace of blood to Gaara's pale face.

"You came!"

"Everything seems to be normal. I can arrange for you to eat some liquid food later today!"

On the whole, Gaara still relies on the infusion of energy and nutrients to stay alive.