The land of fire is the wood leaf.
Qimu Family House!
Two small figures are wielding short knives in the courtyard.
One person's face is covered with black cloth and looks a little cold.
One person has a clear face and beautiful eyes, which is somewhat elegant.
Although their temperaments are different, both of them are tired at this time.
The small knife looks very heavy.
"Brother, I have wielded a knife for 876 times, and you?" Feiliu whispered.
"Nine hundred sixteen."
Kakashi said slowly, and his knife fell down again.
"Ah? Why are you so much more than me?" Feiliu said in surprise.
"It's your distraction. Since the 636th time you wielded the knife, your breath has been disordered, so some of your later speed has been slow."
Kakashi said, and cut down again.
"You know all this?"
Feiliu scratched his head awkwardly and showed a simple smile.
"Stop talking nonsense. Father is not allowed to have breakfast until he finishes wielding a thousand times. If you don't want to be hungry, just wield the knife."
"Yes, yes, I know."
Feiliu answered helplessly and then waved his knife again.
At this time, he is practicing the chop in the eight basic moves of sabre technique!
The eight moves of sabre technique are divided into sweeping, splitting, poking, cutting, sweeping, nai, chopping and protruding. Each move seems simple, but if you really want to use it, you need constant practice.
At this time, Feiliu, who was only six years old, had been practicing knife skills for about a year.
And the eight moves of sabre technique have also reached the seventh, chop!
Chopping requires the strength of both hands. It is the most powerful knife in the eight moves.
Every time you cut, Feiliu needs to use all his strength.
It has been two hours since I got up at six in the morning, and my strength has been exhausted.
The numbness of both arms is also gradually spreading.
This is a painful process.
In the body, a kind of thing called Chakra seems to become stronger with each wave.
"Nine hundred sixty-three!"
Whew!
The short knife cut through the wind in mid air, and Feiliu looked at Kakasi.
He had stopped and was looking at himself.
"Brother, are you over?" Feiliu said in surprise.
Kakashi nodded and said, "Hurry up, I'm going to eat."
"Brother! You can't do that, wait for me." Feiliu said excitedly.
"One minute."
When Feiliu heard the words, he had to wave his knife again.
The numbness in the arms also disappeared at this time.
"Nine hundred ninety-nine! One thousand!"
Feiliu cut the last blow, and the short knife was a little unstable.
So Feiliu simply threw the knife on the ground.
"Whew... It's finally over. I'm exhausted."
Feiliu wiped the sweat from his forehead, put his hands on his knees, lowered his head and breathed heavily.
"Have a drink."
"Hmm?"
Feiliu raises his head, facing a glass of clean water.
The person holding it is naturally Kakashi.
Feiliu smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."
With these words, he took the cup and drank.
Just half way through the drink, Kakashi snatched it away.
"What are you doing, brother?" Feiliu asked.
He hasn't had a good drink, why not.
"After strenuous exercise, you can't drink too much water at one time. I have told you many times."
Kakashi said, pulled off his mask and drank the remaining water in the cup.
Under the mask, there is a beautiful face.
Of course, the most striking is a beauty mole on the mouth.
Feiliu is quite helpless.
Well, who made this brother born half an hour earlier than himself?
The younger brother had to be so disciplined.
Moreover, this truth is true, and it is hard for Feiliu to say anything.
"Brother, after morning exercises, what's our breakfast?"
"Father is preparing. I will know if I go in and have a look."
Kakashi said that and pulled back his mask.
Seeing this, Feiliu said, "Brother, what about you? Dad means you have a beauty mole? You don't have to wear a mask every day, do you? It's inconvenient."
Kakashi rolled a dead fish eye and said, "You take care of me."
Then, without looking back, he walked to the living room.
"This guy is really getting more and more arrogant."
Feiliu had no choice but to pick up the short knife on one side and walk in with it.
The flag and the wood flow, the son of the wood and the wood.
He is also Kakashi's twin brother.
But they are not similar in appearance. From a medical point of view, they belong to fraternal twins.
a living room.
Breakfast was already on the table, still steaming.
Rice, salmon, pickles, miso soup.
Plain breakfast, but with a touch of warmth.
At the table, a cold man was sitting upright.
"Father, Feiliu and I have finished our morning exercises today," Kakashi said respectfully, his eyes full of respect.
For Shuomao, Kakashi has endless worship.
Shuo Mao's face showed a faint smile and said: "Well done, sit down to eat."
"Thank you, father."
Kakashi finished and sat at the table.
Feiliu quickly sat down and said with a smile, "Hey hey, I'm starving to death, and I can finally eat."
With that, he picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat them.
Kakashi glared at her and said, "Fool! How can I start before my father eats?"
Feiliu was embarrassed when he heard the words, and his eyes fell on Shuo Mao.
"It doesn't matter. They are all from their own families. It's unnecessary to be particular about them."
"Hey hey, I knew my father would not blame me."
When Feiliu finished speaking, he put a piece of salmon into his mouth and ate it.
"How delicious! My father's craftsmanship is getting better and better!"
Kakashi shook his head helplessly. His younger brother is really a bit rough.
"I started."
Kakashi then picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.
It's just that the food is much more polite than the appetizer.
Shuo Mao drank a mouthful of clean water, his mouth slightly cocked.
It seems that this scene is also very good.
World War II has been over for several years. Shuo Mao prefers this peace to the bloody days.
But now the tolerance world is in turmoil. I'm afraid three wars are not far away.
Thinking of this, Shuo Mao is worried.
Shuo Mao's eyes fell on the picture frame not far away, where there was a group photo.
There are four people in it.
Young Shuo Mao, and young women with black hair.
In their hands, they held two newborn babies.
This is the family photo of Qimu Family.
In the photo, Shuo Mao and the woman both show happy smiles.
Shuo Mao looks back at his two children at dinner.
Suddenly, Shuo Mao said, "Kakashi, have you graduated for one year?"
Kakashi was stunned for a moment, put down his chopsticks and said respectfully, "Yes, father, it has been almost a year."
"The Zhongren exam is about to begin. Are you interested in taking it?" Shuo Mao laughed.
