v2 Chapter 27： Weekend banquet

Since the birth of the hand, Masahiko has been wandering around the streets of Muye Village, mixing into the ranks of grocery-buying aunts and inquire about which newborns were born.

In his memory, the big snake pill and the self seems to be smaller than the hand, but they were born in the same year.

The big snake pill was easily found by Masahiko. Unexpectedly, the parents of Dashemaru were the first-time civilian ninjas of the Ninja School. When they were young, Masahiko had seen them, but they did not expect them to be the parents of Dashenwan.

"The wooden leaf school that was established in advance... let the parents of Dashen Pill become their classmates in the future, I don't know what will happen..." Zheng Yan muttered that he always felt that he had established a wooden leaf school in advance. event.

Masahiko did not alarm them, and looked away from the baby snake version of the big snake pill, and continued to embark on a journey to find the self.

In fact, there is no way to disturb the parents of the big snake pill. I can’t say, “I’ll take a look at the future great scientist, Uncle Snake.”

This will be treated as mentally ill...

He didn't know that the couple who had suffered from the temperament class in the life of the school had long regarded him as a mental illness.

The journey to find a baby is very unsatisfactory, until the 11th mid-year tour of Konoha, Ihymiko did not hear that there is a child called a native.

"My immortal, I won't let me go..." Zheng Yan sighed.

"Remember that you are also an orphan... Is it an alien orphan?" Finally, Masahiko can only find this explanation.

"Is it true that Muye should build an orphanage?"

However, a few days later, Masahiko left this idea behind. He got the news that the Qianshou family would hold a banquet for the first time.

"There are such things in the ninja world?" Masahiko had a black line and had never heard of it.

Later, I asked about it. The banquet is usually held by the big aristocrats of the country of fire. As for the role... is to collect money.

"Isn't Xianghe the biggest aristocrat in the country of fire? It is not surprising to say this."

"But the column and the day also agreed to hold this banquet. Isn't this a gift to other ninjas? The singer of Konosha also learned to be corrupt..." Masahiko was so sad.

It’s not too much trouble for Masahiko to give the gift to the syllabus, just take this opportunity to send the 蛞蝓 蛞蝓 灵 灵. The necklace should be sent between the columns, during the day...

What will be sent during the day, Zheng Yan still can't guess.

Sure enough, on the day of August 2nd, the Qianggang’s hand-to-year banquet, the major kungs were sent to send their gifts. but……

"Monkey, what do you mean by sending a stick, do you want my family to become a monkey?" The column between the columns tightly stretched the neck of his apprentice, and slammed open.

The sundial can only make a bitter smile...

Zheng Yan’s mouth twitched, but in the distance, there was a cries of the hand.

Walking a few steps, Masahiko reluctantly grabbed his forehead. "Oil girl, are you really sending a special bug?"

However, it is no different when I was a child, and I was afraid of bugs!

Zheng Yan glanced around and saw a helpless and fragrant aroma, almost laughed.

"Weekly banquet..." Masahiko shook his head. "Hexiang, you have to turn the thousand hands into weapons."

What gifts can the ninjas send, it is impossible to send some gold and silver jewelry to the nobles of the country of fire. So, looking at a pile of all kinds of weapons on the table, suffering, swords, swords, swords... and even a box of detonation, was hurriedly collected by the constitution.

A nice gift is the special peasant grain pill of the autumn road family, and a pair of beautiful antlers in the Nara family.

"My gift is really the best..." Masahiko nodded proudly and handed the 蛞蝓 灵 灵 reel to He Xiang.

Hexiang looked at it casually and put it on the table, so that Zheng Yan’s face was black.

"The mistake is made. Hexiang is not a ninja, he does not know the goods... It should be given to the constitution."

On the other side, the column has already let go of the flying sun, to comfort the crying hand.

However, the props he used to comfort the hand made Zheng Yan's face darker. Isn't that the time between the columns?

The director actually stopped crying, and took both hands and shook it twice, revealing a smile, and let Zheng Yan shook his head.

"Natural gamblers..."

"Thank you grandfather!" The crisp boy voice came, and Zheng Yan was slightly lost.

"Yes, the one-year-old hand should be called, how can I forget this?"

Masahiko quickly stepped forward and wanted to hear him call him a grandfather.

He squeezed the column and said: "Xiaogang, do you know what should be called me?"

Xiaogang’s hand was silent, whispered: “The ancestors.”

"What the hell?" Zheng Yan muttered, correcting, "It should be a grandfather!"

"Too grandfather, should she call you a grandfather? Grandpa's grandfather, I really don't know what to call her... I can only call you an ancestor." On the side, the constitution does not know when it came to the side. .

Zheng Yan just wanted to laugh at him and he didn't learn nothing but he was slightly silent. "In the chaotic Warring States, there have never been five generations of the same family..."

The column clearly thought of these, but it showed a smile. "A Gang, remember later, Grandpa's grandfather will call Gao Grandfather, this name will be more and more!"

Xiaogang knows nodding, but Yan Yan is upset.

"If there is a sixth generation in the future, what should I call me? Is it really necessary to call my ancestors..." Zheng Yan did not really understand this, even if he was a past life, there was basically no way to have a six-day family.

"What is Naruto supposed to call me?"

Zheng Yan is still thinking, and someone pushes him gently. It turns out that it is finally here.

"Hey, Huo Ying adults are really busy, the second grandfather who is the master of the hand finally arrives, gift?" Zheng Yan smiled and spoke.

I couldn't help but sigh, and I didn't explain it. I made a special stroke in my hand.

Masahiko nodded slightly, this gift is not bad. Just want to say something, on the other side, the column has already announced that the banquet has begun.

Every family came in, and Yan Yan shook his head and said nothing, or eating.

The sumptuous dishes were placed on the table, which was almost comparable to the one that Zheng Yan had eaten in the Daming Mansion. For the banquet of the master's birthday, thousands of hands were considered a big capital.

This time, Masahiko did not immediately eat, but smiled and looked at the table where the gifts were placed. The sword in his hand did not pile up a thick layer. The sporadic and special gifts were not too expensive. The ninjas really don’t give gifts...

"Feeling... Without my psychic scroll, the thousand hands are losing money this time."

"I really is a generous person..."

Masahiko nodded and opened it!