Early June.

The eyes of all the wood leaves are concentrated in the land of the thousand hands.

I don't know how the outline hand is determined. She said that Meiqin should be produced on June 4th. This news is just somehow passed out.

Therefore, on the day of June 3, Uchiha mirror actually took the three elders of the family into the land of the thousand hands, and made a neighbor with Zheng Yan.

Zheng Yan is very speechless.

"Why, staring at this, is it afraid that Meiqin will be abandoned after the birth of a child? Or can a thousand hands hide this child?" In the face of several people of the Uchiha family, Masahiko silently spoke.

Uchiha mirrored a bitter smile, he didn't want to come, but...

"The children of Meiqin will inherit my strength. If a thousand hands are not good for this child, don't blame me for bringing him back!"

He is the great elder of the Uchiha family. He is the grandfather of Meiqin. It seems to be the second grandfather...

Zheng Yan sighed. "On the right side, the child will inherit the power of the Uchiha family. When he is born, he will run and run. He is born with an infinite Chakra. His eyes are a kaleidoscope and he writes his eyes. This is the Uchiha family. The power of blood. After that, he will be feared by the thousands of people, taboo, and then squeezed out. After being received by Uchiha, he will carry forward Uchiha’s glorious tradition. Honest and trustworthy, um, eight honors and eight shame.

"Eminant Masahiko, you... cough!" Opposite, Uchiha’s elders coughed fiercely

"Okay, people who are less than sixty years old are so bad, or say less."

Uchiha’s elders were almost mad...

Of course, there are more than four people in the house, such as Masahiko and Uchiha, as well as Mito and Kenzo. However, there is Zheng Yan, they feel that they do not need to speak at all, they are laughing at it.

For a long while, Uchiha’s elders calmed down under the comfort of the other two and prepared to continue speaking.

Zheng Yan interrupted: "You don't talk, mirror, what do you mean?"

The mirror shook his head. "I just took a look at the birth of the child. No matter what else."

Masahiko smiled and estimated that Uchiha’s heart was helpless.

"What is the use of you in such anxiousness? When a child is born, he can't always write a pair of round eyes. What can be seen?"

A newly born baby can only see one thing. At least he has to wait until he is four or five years old to form a practice.

This is the export, Uchiha mirror is a long sigh, as a patriarch of Uchiha, he will have a long life.

Uchiha’s elders were too tempered and still tough. “Elder Masahiro, we did the conditions you mentioned. If you don’t follow the agreement, you can’t be partial.”

Masahiko is puzzled. "What conditions do I mention?"

The old man’s face turned red. “My granddaughter Meiling married Fuyue!”

Zheng Yan took a long while and thought about what was going on. At the beginning, for the sake of Sasuke and Sasuke, he proposed to let Fuyue know what Uchibo’s poems are beautiful. I did not expect these people to be true.

"The first thousand hands and your conditions... Well, it has nothing to do with this first child. If there is a second child, let’s talk about it." Zheng Yan is not very confident about this. If the rope tree is not him, he will almost Never after.

The old man is still dissatisfied. "This first child, if my Uchiha's blood has the upper hand, I have to have half of us!"

Masahiko is speechless. "When you do, I will split the child in half and send it to you."

Looking at the old man on the opposite side, it seems to die at any time, at a young age, the body is so bad, Zheng Yan is really helpless.

"The child hasn't been born yet. Let's not talk about it. Let's talk about how Fuyue is going." Zheng Yan is very concerned about him.

"Fuyue is okay." The mirror replied, "Meiling was pregnant too long ago."

Masahiko sighed and sighed. "To count the days, you are probably at such an age. I hope that the so-called world correction force will give you some strength."

At this time, suddenly there were thousands of people knocking on the door.

"Three generations of Huo Ying adults are coming." The people said.

"Oh, there are still a lot of people who care." Zheng Yan smiled, and the induction came in addition to the Japanese, there are many familiar faces.

"Eminant Masahiko, Mito." Several people came to say hello to him and Mito, and then they found a place to sit down.

In addition to the Japanese, there are other disciples in the day, as well as the patriarchs of the Japanese.

"It's quite idle, to care about the problems of the descendants of thousands of hands?" Zheng Yan smiled and spoke.

The sun smirked, "No way, the whole wood leaf is paying attention here, I have to come."

Masahiko is not embarrassed about him. He looks at a few people headed by the Japanese-Korean group, and wits it up with a thousand hands and Uchiha. All in all, there is only one meaning. In recent years, the war of endurance will start and hope to maintain the stability of the village.

In addition, the Japanese also promised that as long as the war is over, he will propose four generations of fire, not a single word.

The result was exchanged for the big eyes and the small eyes of Uchiha and Uchiha.

"Sunday," the mirror said helplessly. "Who said, we will join forces with thousands of hands to capture the position of Huo Ying?"

It’s a day, and now the whole village says so...

Still the group will speak We know that you will not, but I am worried that someone will provoke you to take a precaution in advance. ”

......

After that, all kinds of wrangling, Zheng Yan is a variety of disregard, and the Mito is all kinds of sorrow.

It is easy to send away the "Wood Leaf Negotiation Group" in the evening, and thousands of hands and Uchiha people have a tacit understanding of the smile.

Masahiko smiled back to the room and waited for the next day.

On the bed, Masahiko twirled and turned back and forth.

"Tomorrow is born, the outline is not allowed in the end... Day, no, is Tianzhu a boy or a girl?" His heart is always somehow, and he always feels something is going to happen.

"Don't make trouble." Can't sleep, the little milk cat still arched to him, he has been a cat slave for a week.

It wasn't until twelve o'clock that the mind of Yan Yan gradually emptied and went to sleep, but suddenly it was noisy outside.

"Too grandfather, Meiqin is going to be born!" The voice of the constitution came from outside the door.

"I know!" Masahiko stood up and stood up, and his heart was a bit too accurate...

The family is very lively, because the hands of the personal care, Meiqin did not go to the Wood Leaf Hospital, at home.

Outside, a group of people are waiting.

About half an hour later, the baby’s crying sounded in the house, and the voice was loud, which made Zheng Yan’s heart feel comfortable.

Sure enough, in a short while, the hand was holding the baby out, claiming to be a boy, and the rope tree was staring at it.

"Qing Tianzhu came in handy!" Zheng Yan sighed, not looking at the baby, but pulling the rope tree aside.

"Is the day of the child's name still Tianzhu?"

The rope tree smirked and smiled. "Mega did not agree, she gave a name."

Masahiko’s eyes, this mysterious grandson...

"Call?"

"Hey, a thousand hands."

"Oh." Zheng Yan suddenly wanted to die.