From interstellar refugee to marshal's wife

"I can make food that has the effect of healing the spiritual realm. Is it because of you?"

The bean sprouts were chewing on the lemon candied haws, with a mouth full of things: {It’s not me, it’s you. }

"Me?" Zhizhi originally thought that his guess was ninety-nine times accurate, but bean sprouts said it was because of himself.

Only one stick of the lemon-thickly sliced ​​candied haws was left on the floor, and the bean sprouts nestled back into Little Fatty Yun Shao's hair and burped: {Didn't I say that? You are me, and you are also the tree from which life originates. You are made of the leaves of my old body~}

Zhizhi murmured in her heart, didn't she think you were talking nonsense? "You mean: I am the leaf of the withered tree of the origin of life? So I can also be regarded as the tree of the origin of life?!"

{Brother, you finally understand! }The bean sprouts seemed to be full, and they kept burping. He even took the time to proudly say: {As the origin tree of life, of course we have some abilities. This is normal. }

"Then I have other skills?" Zhi Zhi always felt that there were many pitfalls waiting for him in Bean Sprout's incomplete memory.

{I don’t know about this. Theoretically, you are a very special existence in the Pluto galaxy. The preferences of the tree that originated life will affect the development and evolution of a civilization. }Bean Sprout patted his other sprout as if patting his head: {I told you there are gaps in my memory~ If you ask me, I don’t know much. }

Bean Sprout was also depressed. It turned out that there were many big trees that originated life at that time.

Although they are very far apart from each other, they can still communicate through special methods.

{I don’t even remember the reason why I sacrificed my origin and fell asleep. When I woke up, I was in a juvenile body. }When I woke up, time had passed and everything was different. Together with the big tree of the origin of life that once coexisted with him, he is gone.

"Hey...just go to bed if you can't remember." It's unrealistic to expect Hua Nao Dou Ya to stop chatting on his own, not to mention that whenever Dou Ya Cai talks about the fragments of his sleep, he will turn into a repeater, going back and forth. .

Zhi Zhi decided to take advantage of Bean Sprout before he started to get entangled and ended today's night talk.

But there is one more thing: "Xiao Dou Ya, is there any news about Xiao Hei?"

Bean Sprout waved his pole: {No, it's still the same. }

"Okay, let's go to bed. Good night." Zhizhi got into bed, and bean sprouts got into the little quilt that turned into a little fat cloud next to the pillow. He whispered {Good night. }

…[Time flies, drawing the progress dividing line. 】…

In another small building in the corner of Xingchen Courtyard, a little girl in a wheelchair was very excited in the middle of the night. The nanny robot following behind her had already sounded the alarm sound to persuade her all the way.

"Don't make any noise~ I still have a lot of preparations to make. If you make any more noise, I will send you back to the factory to be formatted tomorrow!" An Qi puffed her cheeks and threatened the nanny robot without looking back.

【drop! The video call from my mother, can you please connect it? 】

The timing of the smart brain prompt was no surprise. An Qi directly connected to the video call and shouted sweetly to the camera: "Mom~ You're still awake at this late hour?"

Mrs. Lei rubbed her forehead and felt tired, and the pajamas she wore were not very smooth. "I'd rather take some beauty sleep, but you're so busy in the middle of the night that the nanny robot comes to remind you."

"Tell me, what are you doing?" Mrs. Lei was very understanding and would not be impatient if she was woken up by the nanny robot's alarm prompt. Instead, I am curious about what my daughter is doing.

"It's nothing. I finally prepared the backup songs during the day. But before going to bed, I suddenly remembered that the clothes I want to wear are not ready yet?" He said and pulled up a row of pictures: "Mom, you can help me pick out which one." suitable?"

Mrs. Lei really looked at each picture seriously: "Are you going to wear the musician's robe of a great musician?"

An Qi took it for granted: "Yes, our other friends are also planning to wear musician robes. The Grand Master's banquet is quite formal~ Which color do you think I should wear?"

Mrs. Lei heard what she said made sense: "Isn't the dark red one with black lace that you usually wear good?"

"No~ this color seems too dark." An Qi pulled over the goose yellow and light blue pictures: "These don't seem to be suitable..."

Mrs. Lei just smiled as she listened to An Qi tugging at this thing and that thing, and in the end she still hung her head: "It's so difficult..."

"How about white. It just so happens that your musical instrument is also white, so it matches better." Mrs. Lei pointed to the picture forgotten in the corner. The white robe was lined with lace of the same color, which was exquisite and refreshing at the same time. .

An Qi immediately enlarged the picture of the white musician's robe. After looking at it, it was really unique. "Eh~ That's right! This is good. Just this~" An Qi placed the order immediately. If she rushes in tomorrow, she can still catch up with the banquet.

"Mom, are you really not going with me? My invitation is reserved for you." An Qi originally wanted to take her mother, Mrs. Lei, to attend, but Mrs. Lei declined the day before yesterday and only said that she would have fun.

Mrs. Lei yawned a little: "Mom is not going, please have fun and let me know when you get home. If there is any trouble, I will send someone to pick you up. Don't show off and take care of yourself. Do you understand?"

"I know~ I know! My ears are getting calluses. In fact, as long as I don't use my mental energy to do something, I can't do anything. Isn't this a good thing?" In fact, An Qi listened very seriously to every instruction given by Mrs. Lei, and never Will interrupt and won't be impatient. Only after she finished speaking did she make a gag to lighten the mood.

In fact, she is doing very well and has not fainted or fallen ill for a year.

An Qi let the nanny robot push her back to the bedroom, "Okay~ I'm going to bed too, good night, mom."

"Okay~ Good night." After hanging up the video, Mrs. Lei became somewhat sober. Angel was her only relative in the world. If she hadn't been mentally damaged since birth and had to rely on the power of the Hillman family for treatment, mother and daughter would have their own small business and live a free and easy life.

Sigh... Fortunately, staying in the stinking ditch of the Hillman family has yielded something. If Master Qian Duoduo is willing to take action, An Qi will definitely be able to get rid of the dilemma of not being able to use any mental power.

As for Grand Master Banquet Lei, Mrs. Lei didn’t dare to think too much. Although she hoped from the bottom of her heart that An Qi would be lucky enough to win favor, she was neither a relative nor a friend and had no background. It would be too difficult to rely on the little fame that An Qi had gained on her own. .

Instead of trying to figure it out step by step, risk being rejected by the Grand Master once discovered. It's better to let An Qi play freely and at least leave her a clear space in music.