Konoha Hidden Village.

In the small courtyard in the southeast corner of the village, a pine tree with lush branches and leaves that looked about as old as the wood leaves, a boy who looked about one meter tall and looked a little thin was sweating profusely.

A reduced bamboo knife that seemed to be tailor-made for him was held in his hand, and was constantly slashing down with his left foot stepping forward.

Although his figure looks thin and his age is too young and undeveloped, his progress does not look very impressive. After seeing it, people will only smile and sigh at most.

But if you can observe carefully for a few minutes, you will notice that the boy's steps, the force and angle of the bamboo knife in his hand were surprisingly consistent within these few minutes.

It's like a machine with a program set, meticulous and without any deviation.

From noon to the sun, as the shade of the tree became smaller and smaller, the boy's face also sweated more and more. The movements that were originally as neat as a machine seemed to gradually shift due to the large amount of physical strength consumed. It is obvious that after a long period of continuous consumption, he was unable to maintain the accuracy of his movements, and after a long period of continuous consumption, he was unable to maintain the accuracy of his movements.

"Ran Jiang, lunch time is up."

At this moment, a gentle female voice rang in the courtyard, reminding the boy named "Lan" that it was time to take a break and replenish the physical strength that had disappeared this morning.

"call!"

After hearing this sound, Lan retracted the bamboo knife he had slashed out, and finally did not step forward again and breathed a long breath. He just didn't know if it was because he wanted to exhale the turbid air that had accumulated for a long time, or just because he heard that lunch time was coming, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Carrying the bamboo knife on his shoulders, he walked towards the kitchen with some fatigue.

The prefix before his name is named Moonlight, a small family in Konoha Hidden Village.

However, although the Moonlight family is just a small family, it is not as good as the big families such as Sarutobi and "Pig Deer Butterfly" in the village, which were very famous in the Warring States Period, and it is not as good as the low-key but not weak-powered families like Yuzakazuka, and it is even more far from the rich families of Konoha, Uchiha and Hinaga. However, it is still a family with inheritance and is still much stronger than the civilians in the village.

In addition, the specific advantage is that the Yueguang family has its own clan land at least in the village and has its own yard. Although it is not big, it is more than enough to use Yueguanglan to wield bamboo swords.

"How many times did Ranjiang wave the bamboo knife just now?"

After washing his hands and sitting at the dining table, Yueguanglan welcomed the gentle female voice just now, and Yueguanglan's mother, Yueguang Tomomi asked.

“Two thousand nine hundred and fifty-seven times.”

Faced with his mother's inquiry, Yueguanglan gave a number that was accurate to single digits.

"With nearly three thousand wavings in two hours, will Aranjiang work too hard?"

When Moonlight heard this number, Moonlight's familiar concerns appeared on his face.

"Zhimi, this is the 30th time you have said this in this month..."

It was because they were so familiar that the head of the family sitting in the head of the head, Yueguanglan's father Yueguang Qingkong finally couldn't help but complain to his wife in a low voice.

"What's wrong? Do you have any comments?"

Moonlight Tomomi turned her head, and the smile on her face looked gentle as ever.

"Ahem, well, cough, how could it be? It's his blessing to have a mother who is as gentle as Zhimei, who always cares about herself and cooks very deliciously."

Looking at the father who has been married for many years and is still like a dog-licking father, with disgusting flattery and attentive face, Yue Guanglan quietly rolled her eyes, picked up the chopsticks and folded her hands, silently said, "I'm moving!", and then started eating on her own.

Although he was mentally overwhelmed by eating a big bowl of dog food just now, for the afternoon training, and only five years old and still developing, he was in urgent need of a lot of nutrition, he still needed the table of delicacies in front of him.

Well, although Yueguang Qingkong is a dog-licking dog, he has at least one sentence that is that Yueguang Tomomi's cooking skills are indeed very good.

Although most people emphasize the importance of hard work, sadly, talent is often what really determines the upper limit.

This point, even if the scope of the Konoha Village is limited to the scope of this point, has been proved a hundred times or a thousand times.

"Well, Lan, as a member of the Moonlight family, you love kendo and are very pleased for your father. However, it is no longer the era when a samurai can dominate the world with a knife. You are already five years old, and it is time to learn the knowledge of ninjas and try to refine chakra."

Maybe he saw the roll of his eyes that his son had just "despised" him, or maybe he was to "reshape" the authority of his head of the family. After finally comforting his wife with his own tongue, Yue Guangqingkong cleared his throat and said to his son with a serious look on his face.

"oh."

Facing his father who was stern in his face, Yue Guanglan nodded perfunctorily and agreed.

Obviously, the authoritative named "Head of the Family" cannot be picked up and glued.

"Ahem, well, it's just right to sign up for the new semester of Ninja School, and you're almost the same age as you should go to school."

Looking at his son's perfunctory look, Yueguang immediately wanted to slap the table and educate him well, what is to respect the elders, but after he glanced at his wife with warning expressions in his eyes, he could only force himself to suppress the thought and talk about the Ninja School.

‘Hmph, you guy is protected by your mother at home. When you arrive at the ninja school, you will feel good if you guy is here.”

"Ninja School?"

Yue Guanglan, who didn't know that his father was thinking about "tricking his son", frowned slightly after hearing his father's words, as if he was a little resisting.

"Yes. Ninja School is specially opened in the village for you children who are old. It has the best teachers and the best teaching materials. Of course, there are many classmates. After practicing kendo for so long, don't you want to talk with your peers? Moreover, only by learning about it can you discover your own shortcomings and improve it, right?"

Seeing that his son seemed to be in a position of not getting into a trap, Yueguang Qingkong felt a little anxious and quickly spoke about the benefits of going to ninja school. Even the face that had been deliberately stern before became "kind" unknowingly.

"Ran Jiang, it's time for you to make friends of the same age."
Chapter completed!