From interstellar refugee to marshal's wife

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed since the Ent test, and Zhi Zhi gradually adapted to life in the Pluto Galaxy.

The three satellites lined up in the night no longer shocked him when he dreamed back at midnight.

I sleep until 3 o'clock in the morning and don't wake up until 3 o'clock in the morning. When I wake up, I know that my mother has often gone to work. After eating the tortillas prepared by Zhima, I went back to my room to read through my memories and become familiar with the environment.

Fortunately, I don't have to go to school or take exams, so I have a lot of free time.

Occasionally, mournful cries can be heard from far or near. Perhaps one of the families has another child who has turned eighteen.

If there is another burst of firecrackers at noon, that will be the best news. Neighbors, relatives and friends will come to congratulate a member on his successful adulthood.

Tomorrow is Zhima's day off, Saturday. As usual, Zhima should be able to get home from get off work 2 hours early today. But at 6 o'clock, when the three satellites were about to come out, Zhi Ma could not help but rush into the house before dark.

"Mom~~ You are finally back. I'm so hungry~~ I don't want to eat corn, let's eat potatoes~" Zhi Zhi, who was in the living room, saw Zhima entering the kitchen, begging for food in a skillful and cute manner.

Zhima didn't poke her head out of the kitchen to joke with him as usual, she just responded in a low voice, "Okay."

Mother and son sat facing each other after dinner, and Zhi Ma was about to get up and clear the dishes. Zhizhi held Zhima's hand: "Mom, you cried today. Is there anything you can tell me? I'm an adult too." She patted her chest.

Facing her son's expectant eyes, Zhima was defeated. Put down the pile of dishes and chopsticks and sit down again.

He held Zhizhi's hands and choked up: "Zhizhi, your father's tribe knows that your Ent is worth 250, and they think you are not your father's biological child."

"They asked me to meet with the clan elders today. The clan discussed that the previous subsidy money will not be recovered. But from today on, we will no longer be given living subsidies."

The original income of the Zhizhi family roughly consisted of four parts: Zhima's salary, the village's subsidy, the clan's subsidy, and the corresponding Pluto Legion's subsidy for raising children under the age of eighteen.

Zhi Zhi is now over 18 years old and has passed the Ent test. Naturally, there will be no more legion support subsidies. Now that there is less subsidy and support from the clan, the family's income will be cut in half.

"It's okay. Mom, I can go to work. I'm already eighteen." Zhi Zhi knew Zhi Ma's dilemma and was the first to think of a solution. "But mom, why do the clan think I'm not dad's biological child?"

Zhima patted the back of Zhi Zhi's hand: "Ent value is highly hereditary. Your father's Ent value is 1000, and mine is 270."

"Then since I inherited it from you, you can't say that I'm not my father's biological child?" Zhizhi was really curious. You can't just inherit the inheritance of being tall, right?

Zhima sighed with a lonely look: "None of your father's five cousins ​​has an Ent value lower than 5. Your grandfather's Ent value is 600, and your grandmother's Ent value is 900. Theoretically, although the Ent value is inherited, the value will slide up and down. But most of them are only about one hundred or two hundred."

"So they think I can't be my father's biological child?" Zhima nodded helplessly.

"Zhizhi, you are your father's biological child. Originally, my mother thought you couldn't escape..." He choked and paused, raising his head slightly.

"It's good now. Although the clan doesn't recognize you, mom can support you." Zhima clenched her little fists and tried to cheer herself up.

Zhizhi looked at Zhima's small stature, pretty face, and thin chest that she worked hard to straighten out. Try hard to agree with Zhimama seriously, and never laugh... Zhimama will be sad!

"Ahem, Mom~ tell me about my work." It's a wonderful way to act like a spoiled child~ I know my mother will definitely fall for this trick.

"I've asked for you. Your batch can take the apprentice musician exam. The plantation is also recruiting people, but it requires a junior planting certificate... and then there are ordinary jobs."

The ordinary job Zhima refers to is a store clerk, an ordinary job in areas F to R where humans live. Another thing is to go to the Sky City to find a service job to provide services to the Pluto people. Generally speaking, if there are options, more people are willing to work as musicians, planters, and other stable jobs with some social status; the rising tide of such jobs naturally means that demand exceeds supply.

Zhima is a pure Chinese and a junior planter. So what she said about feeding Zhi Zhi was not without purpose. After thinking for a while, Zhi Ma whispered to Zhi Zhi: "You should prepare for the Junior Planter Certificate at home, and then Mom will take you to interview Master Wang at E-TG9 Plantation."

Master Wang was Zhima's former colleague. He passed the Zhongji Plantation Examination exam half a year ago and was transferred to the E-TG9 plantation as a junior supervisor. "Is E-TG9 Plantation recruiting people?"

"Well, Master Wang and his plantation have recently handed over a batch of shrub plants. The planting area is very large, and there are many junior planters needed. You should prepare well and take you to apply if you are admitted." Zhima did not mention it. Let Zhizhi go to the planting shed where he works. For a while, he feels closer emotionally to Master Wang because he and Master Wang are both human beings. Secondly, the job he is doing is temporary and part-time, and he doesn't want to cause any gossip.

"Yeah." Listening to mother's words is the virtue of a good child. Moreover, Master Wang has always taken good care of their mother and son and is a kind person. I knew that Zhi Zhi also liked getting along with him.

Zhima pointed to the small half of land in her yard. "This is a small piece for you to study. You can get the seeds from Xingwang. If you don't have enough, mom will buy them for you."

As a Chinese race, we have some small privileges among humans. For example, you can legally own a small piece of land in your own yard. For example, on the Star Network, every certified Chinese tribesman can apply for practice seeds of the corresponding level when preparing for the planter exam.

As for what Zhima said about buying seeds, that is also the privilege of people of the Chinese race. People of the Chinese race only need to register to purchase seeds, and they can buy them in seed stores. They do not need to go through layers of approval like humans of other races buying seeds. Especially for junior growers like Zhima, some types of seeds are available for free, but they only need to hand in part of what they grow.

"Okay~" Zhizhi squatted in front of the cabinet next to the entrance door, pulled out his small farm tools and put them away. Tomorrow, go to the Star Network to apply for seeds, and you will be ready to start unlocking your talent skills~

Since my mother promised to take good care of her health, naturally she cannot be a naughty old person. Although Zhi Ma is not old at all in his opinion, she is no longer supporting him at all.