Traveling with Indra

Yuyi came down from the moon and learned from her brother that there was indeed something that always lingered near the Ninja Clan. However, her brother's white eyes could not see the specific situation below, so he needed to investigate slowly.

He found changes when he walked into the town. On the side of the house being built, several wooden frames were installed, like the torii gates of a shrine. They were taller than the house, with ropes and rollers installed in the center.

People would hang the wood down there, pull it up with ropes, and pass it to the person on top. The person on top would hold it, and the person below would control the direction. The two people would pull the ropes and let the wood fall to the designated location.

"it is good!"

"Put it down, gently."

After the wood was in place, everyone started to fix it in place. The carpenter wiped the sweat off his face and couldn't help but sigh: "This is much easier!"

"Yes, I heard it's a technique passed down from the Ninja Clan."

Yui was confused. How come he didn't know about the techniques of the Ninja Clan?

"Come on, come on, come over here!"

The finished wood was hoisted up one by one, and the craftsmen worked hard and compared which pieces needed to be reworked. The wooden house assembled in this way was built faster, and the assembly could be completed quickly as long as there were drawings, which could greatly reduce the working hours.

Yuyi remembered that his son had been working on the house recently. Was it because he had invented new technology to build a new house? As expected of Indra, he had genius ideas as always.

This time it was not about chakra extension, but about tool making.

Out of curiosity, he stopped and watched for a while, and learned that the Ninja Clan had sent a technology called pulleys to nearby countries. This technology can save half of the effort, and the combined pulley can change the direction of force, which is a very useful technology.

Moreover, I heard that the Ninja Clan is planning to hold a bazaar recently and has invited people from three nearby countries to participate. They will be producing some delicacies, utensils, spices, cloth, etc., and anyone who wants to go and sell things is welcome to sign up.

Yui returned to the Ninja Clan with a lot of questions in his mind. He had been away for less than a month, so how could so many changes have happened?

"Master Hagoromo!"

"Master Yuyi is back!"

Everyone welcomed him warmly. Yuyi smiled and exchanged a few words when he was surrounded by the people of the Ninja Clan. For example, if they wanted to use earth escape to build a main road here, they needed to plant some flowers nearby, transplant them, and build a shed.

Someone is needed to cut the bamboo, and someone is needed to prepare mountain products, game, etc.

"These...Indra..."

"Master Hagoromo, Master Indra is very busy."

"That's right, Lord Indra is teaching everyone how to cook."

Yuyi was confused, but he was forced to do this. He was busy running around before he could even drink a sip of water. 20 stalls were selected from those who signed up for the event, and the rest were street stalls. Someone was needed to maintain law and order, and there was a punishment system for petty theft. If someone lost something or a child got lost, a lost and found office needed to be established.

Yuyi has not been able to talk to his two sons for three consecutive days. Indra is busy teaching people how to cook today, planning rules and regulations tomorrow, and organizing people to make folding bamboo beds, cattail fans, and bamboo mats the day after tomorrow. Summer has quietly arrived, and bamboo products are the best tools for cooling down.

Ashura was even busier. He was busy receiving the villagers who came to register and arranging their seats. He registered the items they wanted to sell, sorted them into categories and areas, and verified them to avoid mistakes. He had to mediate conflicts several times because the venue was too small.

There is even an extra line opened in the street stall area!

I got used to it after being busy for a while, and finally, on the night before the market was about to start, the family had a meal together. Usually, the food was delivered to them by the food tasters, and whether it tasted good or not was all up to luck.

"Brother, I'm so tired!" Asura wanted to collapse on the ground while eating.

"It hasn't started yet." Indra's voice was a little hoarse. He had never talked so much before. He would soak it in some honey water to moisten it later.

"I will try my best tomorrow." Asura worked hard to eat his meal and would have a good rest after finishing this round.

"Indra...what is going on?" Yuyi found the opportunity and naturally wanted to find out.

Indra saw his father's usual look and suddenly felt annoyed. "Father, I'm tired."

Yuyi stared blankly at his son as he put down his bowl and left, not knowing how to react. Indra actually told him he was tired? The eldest son had never complained of being tired. Not to mention using this attitude, as if he didn't want to talk to him at all.

Asura saw that his brother didn't even take a second bowl of rice, so he stood up and left. He felt more and more that his father was bullying his brother. He knew all these things, so why did he ask his brother?

"Father, why don't you ask me?" If my brother is asked to do everything and bear all the responsibilities, he will be tired! "My brother has shouldered the responsibilities of an adult since he was 12 years old. Father also said that my brother can't laugh. He is just a child. How can he convince others if he doesn't have dignity?"

Asura knew that he was not cut out for it, so his brother had to bear all the responsibilities. He had no responsibilities, so it was okay for him to laugh and joke around, but even Asura knew that as a person in power, he had to have dignity.

Although Asura had just figured out these things, it did not stop him from feeling madly sorry for his brother. When he thought about how he used to be so heartless and made his brother work so hard, he despised himself for not being able to sympathize with his brother.

Yuyi, who was sprayed in the face by his youngest son, was even more confused. What was Asura talking about? Indra was still a child? Indra...how could he...be a child?

Yui read the word "child" and was surprised to find that Indra was only slightly older than Asura.

Did I put too much pressure on Indra?

Yuyi thought back to the past, Indra seemed to have grown up overnight, and he laughed with Ashura when he was ten years old. But after being given an important task, he stopped laughing all of a sudden, and he always worked hard with a sullen face.

Is it all my fault?

Should I have made Indra, who was still a child at the time, bear responsibilities that did not belong to him?

[My brother will get tired too!]

[My brother will get tired too!]

This sentence kept turning over in Yuyi's mind. This was something he had never thought of before. It turned out that Indra could also be tired.

Who wouldn’t be tired?

I also feel tired these days.

How could Indra not be tired?

Yuyi lost her appetite immediately. Under the bright moonlight, she thought of her mother. There was a fierce struggle in her mind, and she didn't know how to deal with Indra.

In Yuyi's understanding, Indra is unsympathetic, does not sympathize with the weak, has no love, and is very dangerous. Now it seems a little different, but he can't calm down and think about anything.

Indra is dangerous, I must not let him become like his mother!