In order to treat the disease, I borrowed money everywhere, which made my uncle's former friends gradually alienate the family.

Until now, my uncle still owes his father and grandfather money.

But he had no motivation to earn.

My cousin was raised by my grandfather since she was a child, so she was extremely concerned about what happened to the old man.

Just as the two were sitting quietly under the eaves, looking at the rain speechlessly.

Old Mrs. Uesugi came in with a guest.

"It seems that my beloved disciple is not in a good mood." Uncle Suhara, who was holding Achai in his arms, smiled happily.

"Woom!" Achai, with bright fur, saw his old acquaintance and shook his short tail excitedly.

"Why are the uncle here?"

"Uncle?" Suhara Yixin kept smiling, "Shouldn't he be a master?"

"When did I admit it?" said Uesugi.

"Hmm? You forgot?"

Uesuma Sato stared at his smiling face and recalled it a little. It seemed that he had indeed called it once when he borrowed a wooden knife a few days ago.

Shirahara stroked Achae's bright hair and said with relief: "It seems that I remembered it."

The old lady Uesugi saluted to the uncle, "Mr. I was very grateful to her for helping the old son 10 days ago. Can you stay for a meal? The Uesugi family can also do the best of the landlords."

"Haha, no problem, no problem," Uncle Suhara agreed without any politeness, "But the old lady doesn't have to be too polite, you are an elder."

"nothing."

The old lady Uesugi just smiled and shook her head, then said a few more politely, then left to prepare lunch.

Excitedly, Achai broke free from the uncle's arms, walked with four little hooves, and ran to Uesugi Xi to circle around her.

"Wow! Wow!"

Seeing that the Shiba Inu had been jumping around him, Uesugi Hiro simply picked it up and stroking the hairy dog's head while eating lollipops.

Achai stretched his neck hard and let him caress him.

This guy was like this in Huahuo's arms.

Uesugi Dora understands that this guy likes to be touched by girls.

Kazuhara Yixin sat next to Uesugi.

"So, the uncle came here today just for lunch?" Uesugi Tho asked.

"Of course not, I came here for your future!" Uncle Suhara said seriously.

"Okay, it's just for free."

"How can you say such a thing in front of me! How did you know that?"

Uesugi: "You can tell you are very poor."

Uncle Suhara looked at him several times, and he was quite neat and not sloppy at all.

He asked curiously: "How did you know?"

"Guess."

“…”

Quiet for a few seconds.

"Okay, okay, I don't talk nonsense. Are you interested in learning from my Sakahara Ichidaru?"

"No."

The air was silent for several seconds, and only the sound of rain came into my ears.

"Why do you think you have no desires and no desires for your disciple? When a man encounters such an opportunity to teach peerless skills by peerless masters, he should not be excited to ask him to accept himself as his disciple?"

"That's a comic plot," Uesugi Seo listened to the drizzle sounding the bluestone. "There is no such thing in reality. It's just about whether you have money or not. You will pursue these things after you have money."

"That's too unsatisfactory!!" Uncle Suhara shouted righteously.

Uesugi: "So uncle, do you want money?"

"Of course I want to!!" The uncle shouted very decisively this time.

"Isn't that all? The uncle can just have lunch with peace of mind, no need to say anything like accepting me as his disciple."

"After learning my sword skills, you can easily get the title of No. 1 in the country's kendo! Isn't the money easy to get at that time?"

Uncle Suhara suddenly looked at Uesugi Xi who was holding Achai, "Of course, if the girl wants to learn, I can teach you too!"

Uesugi Hi didn't expect the topic to turn to herself, "If I can learn, of course I'm very happy. Mr. Kazuhara is still very good in the Kendo world."

Hearing the praise, Uncle Suhara's inexplicable confidence bulged again: "Hahaha, right! That's right! Didn't you hear it, my beloved disciple."

Uesuma Nothing looked at the rain clouds on the dome without any expression, "Uncle forgot that I was knocked out last time?"

"That's twenty-six moves."

Speaking of last time, Uncle Suhara's face immediately became serious, "When it comes to you, my dear disciple, what's going on? Whether it's the sword that knocked me out in the end or the group of black sword skills, it is not a school of modern swordsmanship."

"Two days first-class?" Uesuma asked tentatively.

"It's a bit like that, but from the bottom of it, it's completely different."

no the same?

In the words of the uncle, the sword skills given to him by [Miyamoto Musashi] are not "first-class in two days"?

Or, the "two-day first-class" passed down from modern times is not the same thing as Miyamoto Musashi's "two-day first-class".

Over the long period of time, modern swordsmanship has taken off that foundation and turned into another new thing.

In other words, the modern swordsmanship only inherits a name?

After thinking so much, Uesugi Do thinks that there is no point in thinking about this thing. He even feels that he is already unparalleled in the world, so he still cares whether it is orthodox.

It's meaningless to be entangled with these.

Uesugi Sato replied to Uncle Kazuhara’s question just now:

"Maybe this is talent, it is the power given by God."

"Innate?" Uncle Suhara seemed extremely interested and quickly asked.

"That's right!" Uesuma said affirmatively.

Uesugi interjected, "Azou was in the past, and when he returned to Ehime, he was still a boy who felt tired even when he lifted oranges. He didn't see any talent for swords and never held a wooden knife."

Hearing this, Uncle Kazuhara stared at Uesugizo: "You beloved disciple, have you never practiced kendo when you were a child?"

Uesugizo responded calmly to the fact that "I am very, very powerful" that is about to be exposed:

"Um."

"When did you start practicing kendo?" the uncle asked quickly.

"April." Uesugi Hi, who was touching Ah Chae, responded for him.

“Five years ago April?”

"This year."

"Impossible! Impossible Impossible."

Uncle Kazuhara's eyes turned back to Uesugi Tho, shook his head and said four impossible things in a row.

"Uncle."

Uesugi said calmly, "When something that is impossible happens in front of you, then is it still impossible?"

Before he could see the uncle's face, he stretched out his palm and caught the droplets of water falling from the eaves.
Chapter completed!