"Third generation, you stinky old man. What exactly is it that you want me to look for you today? You even caused me to bump into someone and be blackmailed. If you don't explain it clearly today, I won't let you off.”Naruto Uzumaki cursed as he kicked open the door.
"Naruto, can you not kick the door every time? Do you know that this is the sixth time you've broken the door? I'm going bankrupt.”"Alright, stop talking nonsense. If you have anything to say, say it. I'm still hungry.”"You... You're not a good person. Forget it. You're already six years old this year. It's time for you to go to school.”"Go to school? I'm fine like this. Why do I still have to go to school? It's so boring.”"Naruto, I can't protect you forever, and I can't protect you all the time. Only when you have the ability to protect yourself can you protect the people you want to protect when you grow up.”Listening to the heavy and helpless words of the third generation Naruto, Uzumaki Naruto knew that the old man in front of him remembered the disgusted expressions of the villagers every time he walked on the road. The adults in the shopping street kept shouting at him when they saw him. Many mothers hurriedly took their children into the house or left, not forgetting to warn him,"Remember! Don't go near him or talk to him." The young children had no idea why the adults would treat children who were almost the same age as them like this. Some naughty children picked up stones and threw them at them because of the adults 'reaction. The adults did not have any intention of stopping them when they saw this. They just stood aside and watched coldly, their eyes filled with deep disdain. He was covered in scars almost every day. After seeing and hearing too much, he slowly became numb. Because he didn't want the old man in front of him to be sad and blame himself, he always said that the adults in the village were slowly treating him better. He learned to come to the old man to ask for living expenses when there was no one around.
"I know. I will go to school, but I can't guarantee that I will stay in school.。。。。。”
"You... I will teach you all the ninjutsu I know, but you must never let anyone know. Also, don't perform too well in school. I'm afraid that the people below will do something bad to you. I will give you special training at night.。。。。。”
"I know. Old man, don't frown. You're already old enough. If you continue to frown, you might die young. I'll go back first.”Naruto Uzumaki said as he ran out.
The third generation looked at the departing figure, his sad expression was filled with relief." Naruto is a good child. I can only do this for him."”
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At this moment, in another corner of the village, a voice sounded from a deep courtyard.
"Brother, welcome back."
"Eritone, you're back, you look very happy today, what happened?"”
"Nothing, I just haven't seen Sasuke for a long time and I'm happy to be back today.”
"Big brother."
"You child, come in quickly. It's time to eat.”
Cheers and laughter echoed in the deep courtyard, becoming a rare sight.
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Night fell.
As winter approached, the temperature difference between morning and evening changed greatly. The slightly hot weather during the day had been replaced by a little coolness at night.
The breeze blew, and the slight coolness did not wake up Naruto, who was lying on the bed.
As the saying goes, the night was dark and the wind was high. The night quietly covered the darkness and filth of the world.
In a hidden place, a small child was practicing ninjutsu desperately beside a white-haired old man. "Naruto, let's practice shurikens tonight. You have to aim your shurikens at the center.”The third generation said to Naruto kindly.
" Yes." Naruto looked at the center of the distance and threw his shuriken over. He could not hit the target, but Naruto did not give up.
After a long time, the third generation said to Naruto,"Naruto, let's stop practicing today and practice again tomorrow." It's very late now. You should go back and rest first.”"Then goodbye, old man." Naruto smiled and waved at the third-generation successor before leaving.
The third generation stood quietly and looked at Naruto as he left, recalling what had happened in the past few years. Naruto was clearly the hero who saved everyone. He sacrificed himself for the village to become the pillar of strength, but why did the villagers still treat him like this? Didn't everyone see that he was just a very pitiful child? He wasn't some Nine-Tails. The third generation knew that the children in the village ostracized Naruto and even bullied him, but he never cried or complained to himself, who occasionally came to see him. He never said anything and only smiled brightly, as if there was no sadness or trouble.
However, he did not know that only in his dreams at night, that child had endless sorrow and endless tears.
In Naruto's dream, someone kept crying." Brother, where are you? Brother, where are you? Come back quickly. I've been looking for you for a long time. I'm so tired. Come back quickly, brother." That sorrowful cry, along with a helpless cry, tore at his heart. He wanted to comfort her, but he could not reach out his hand. He could only watch helplessly, forgetting whether it was tears or his heart that was constantly dripping red blood. The scene kept changing, but the only thing that remained unchanged was crying and sadness. Stop crying, stop crying, stop crying
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