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Chapter nine hundred and forty third family plan

Chapter 943 Family plan

In the history of Sakura Village, Daimaru was the sixth village chief who held the authority of Fengchao. His previous few people, regardless of their character or ability, were at least quite responsible and very diligent.

A semi-militarized settlement of a town, surrounded by endless deserts, and there are actually not so many major things that must be dealt with every day.

In general, even if you are careful, most of your time is wasted on some trivial matters.

Because there is no mature civil service system, Feng Yingji and his cadres all have both policies and execution tasks, which is clearly different from the secular management system, politics and administration.

The management model of Sakai Village is very effective. To put it nicely, it is the person in charge. In fact, the grass-roots team has been in power for a long time and has barely gained some experience and has repaired it to what it is now.

But then again, Ninja Village is not a normal country. Theoretically, the core area of ​​management is only the headquarters, which is a small town with a capacity of more than 100,000 people. At this scale, there is no need to worry about too professional governance. With the action of the ninja, it is enough to choose a few suitable cadres to take charge of each one.

As for the disorder of the upper and lower parts, Tai A's rebellion usually won't happen. The village chief of the five major ninja villages, that is, "shadow", is basically the strongest person in the village, and at most "one" is added to the back.

With the individual's strong strength, it is undoubtedly much more difficult to "resist the upper one". The current Damaru is to use his strong strength to suppress all dissidents, and naturally take the position of agent Fengying.

Even though Damaru broke the tradition of hard work and dedication of "Fengying" in all dynasties, he did not go to Fengying Home to work until the sun was over, and no one really did anything to him.

I won’t mention it for too long. Compared to Gaara, who started working just as dawn and often came home on the night, Daimaru is undoubtedly a very lazy leader.

After arranging a few things that need to be handled urgently, we will fully delegate power to all the person in charge. Daimaru doesn’t need to do everything personally. If there are really big things that Fengying must decide, someone will come to you directly.

In the past two years, I rarely have the breakfast made by my mother Wu Ye.

Before dawn, a light rain added a lot of refreshing breath to the long-dry village. The sunlight from the southeast caused the temperature on the surface to rise, and a gentle breeze blew gently, but did not stir up haze.

It is quite rare to have such a comfortable weather in late summer and early autumn.

The desktop made of stone that cannot be named has been a long time ago, leaving traces of Daimaru's naughtyness when he was a child.

Speaking of which, most of the home that carries a lot of memories is saved by Dawan's father.

The furnishings in the house are either too dim or the light is a bit dim.

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

Although Damaru's current value is still negative, he made a lot of money because his stall was too big and he invested more.

If you really have to tighten your hands, you may save money on buying this two-story building in a few days.

Daimaru once considered hiring one or two housekeepers to help with the care of his grandfather, who was increasingly poor in self-care ability. His mother Wu Ye was fine, but his stubborn grandfather was unwilling to spend this in vain, and later it was left alone.

Cut a piece of fried dough-like clumps as big as a palm into strips and put them slowly into your mouth.

This thing is a bit like a fried noodle pot or scallion pancake. It is just that the fat extracted from sea fish always has a salty smell, and it cannot be removed even after treatment.

Although the taste is a bit strange, the residents of Sand Village don’t care about these things. It’s enough to have a lot of food and fill it up. Most of the compatriots have not yet reached the point of considering whether it is delicious or not.

Basically, after a while, Dawan personally sent a lot of food to improve the family's food. If he gave money, his mother Wu Ye would probably not be willing to spend money with bigots, and would eat untreated coarse grains and expensive ingredients. Only during the New Year Festival would he be determined to buy some.

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

"Have your grandfather got up yet?"

"I was worried for a long time yesterday, but I fell asleep before you came back. I guess it would take a while to wake up today..."

Mother Wu Ye packed up the dishes and replied with a smile.

Most people have a misunderstanding, and they always think that the elderly should go to bed early and get up early. In fact, it is not. Their daily routines vary from person to person. Daimaru's grandfather is the type of person who does not sleep late but has a very light sleep. He doesn't get up early in the morning, especially when he is tired, needs time to recover his energy.

"It seems that my grandfather can't see my majestic look in Fengying's outfit..."

Damaru had sorted out his clothes and said with a smug smile,

"See if he dares to say I'm stupid in the future..."

"Don't look at your grandfather's bad words, you're actually very proud in private! You used to always mention your father, but now you always talk about you to your neighbors..."

"Yes! If you praise him in person, it won't hurt his majesty!"

"You're leaving?"

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

"Go and do your business, Lord Fengying, it's not everyone's, you can't just stay in our house!"

...

In the special care unit of Sakai Village Hospital, Gaara, who had already woken up, was able to blink his eyes and move his fingers, and could only say a few words in a vague way, which was quite difficult.

When Daimaru came to visit, Kankuro and Temari were not there, only Hiroshi brought a few members of the Sword Guard to guard the door.

Waving his hand and letting the alert person backward, Daimaru asked two medical ninjas who were giving Gaara's hands and feet massages and promoting blood circulation:

“How is it recovering?”

"The blood pressure is low, there are local thrombosis, and there is obviously insufficient vitality, but it is gradually recovering and improving! Also, the spirit of the Five Dynasties has been much clearer and can have some simple communication!"

"What did he say?"

"Itchy all over!"

"Normal phenomenon! Okay, you guys have a break, I'll say a few words to him alone!"

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

Without notice of anything abnormal, Daimaru smiled and reached out to hold Gaara's forehead. A gentle vitality poured into his body, causing Gaara's pale face to add a hint of blood.

"You... are here!"

"It looks like everything is normal. Later today, I can arrange for you to eat some liquid food!"
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