From interstellar refugee to marshal's wife

An Lei was carrying a snack box and watched from a distance as people in military uniforms came in and out of Qike's villa. Large military aircraft were parked at the door, and servants, machines, and items were constantly being delivered.

The housekeeper yelled that it must be a misunderstanding. His master was the deputy minister of the Ministry of Military Affairs and he couldn't treat him like this. Two young and strong sentries put him on the aircraft without saying a word. People outside didn't know if he continued to make trouble inside.

It was very quiet. When she came out, she was dressed as neatly as if she was going shopping. Inadvertently, the two people's eyes met, and for the first time, An Lei avoided the gaze.

How could he just smile at this situation and follow the military personnel onto the aircraft without any hesitation?

The neighbors and passers-by stopped one after another, and An Lei hid behind. Originally, she was going to eat the tea set at the "small restaurant" with Qi Ke.

She never expected to see the military aircraft blocking her doorstep from a distance, as well as a circle of people watching.

Turn around and run away from here quickly!

An Lei followed her inner thoughts and turned away, heading towards the intersection and to the left was the entrance to Ushi Square. Carrying the packing box for the "small restaurant", An Lei walked absentmindedly towards the public apron of the square.

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This matter has come to a temporary halt at the expense of half of the Military and Political Department's replacement.

Those who knew the situation had either received "admonishment" from the military, or they were on Zhizhi's side. They had handled the matter properly and would not take the initiative to add to it.

When this one received the list from Chief Secretary Frank, he opened it with great interest and watched it. However, the candidates inside can only be described as all-encompassing, not to mention the young people around me, and even the names of some uncles and uncles are also listed on it.

Bai Zhou, Luke, Yun Lin, Kerry, An Qi and even Tu Yao, some of their famous names were not included in the first batch.

Mr. Yuan commented on this: "This is really thoughtful. If you have this intention, this will be a draft list."

"Master!" Zhi Zhi pretended to be frightened in a joking manner: "Master, do you think I am that kind of lecherous person?"

Mr. Yuan looked at Zhi Zhi intently for a while: "If you are really horny, that's fine. Maybe you can even give me a grandchild to play with now."

Zhi Zhi couldn't laugh or cry: "I heard Master Uncle Youqing say that your son's partner, Master, will add children to your family in the near future. If you want grandchildren, isn't this already available through direct blood?"

Mr. Yuan waved his hand like a fly: "I can't get involved in their children. Our kid has no talent at all in terms of control. He just follows his father. I think the next generation will be similar to him. Let them teach themselves.”

"Look, if you had followed what I said before and found someone to marry you earlier, you would have had a child by now. How could such a thing happen?" Mr. Yuan pointed at the list dropped in mid-air: "There are quite a few people here who are not willing to be just lovers. There are also quite a few people who can be your partner due to their family background."

"Forget it...it's useless to talk about it now. When he was white-sealed, he was still fighting the alien race on the front line. We can't ask him to come back and register for marriage with you now."

"Although most of the people here are fine, the military department has also cracked down on them. You should also pay attention to yourself."

Zhi Zhi naturally agreed wholeheartedly and even paid attention to it for a few days at first. As time passed, and no new faces appeared around me for a long time, I no longer took this list to heart.

Lin Hao and Uncle Si Wen had such a harmonious relationship on Planet Y that they almost became brothers.

Every time I talk to Zhi Zhi on the phone, the biggest pleasure is showing him their recent research results.

Sometimes it's a suspected prescription that can't be seen clearly, sometimes it's a new type of medicinal herb found on Gamma Star, or even some days the two of them just turn on the video chat and lead Zhi Zhi to pick up herbs all over the mountains and plains. Bark trees, climb trees and pick fruits.

The results are naturally very fruitful.

The samples of traditional Chinese medicine plants brought back by the supply starship were more than three times the original size each time. And every time a plant sample is sent, there is also sample-related information compiled by Lin Miao.

In most cases, it’s the relevant records in the pharmacopoeia books they have, labels on medicinal parts, and some tips from growers.

Occasionally, there will be some things mixed in that are obviously not taken from the pharmacopoeia.

One time Zhi Zhi saw a ginseng poster that made him laugh or cry. It was a poster with a huge frame lined with red velvet and a leafy ginseng framed with gold thread.

Lin Miao also used a short voice to tell her about the importance of ginseng that his father and Siwen Shibo specially told her to convey. I once thought that to be successful, life must look like the picture.

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As the Chinese medicine samples continued to be transported back from the γ star, Zhizhi once again fell into endless days of being forced to wear protective clothing and lift irons.

Fortunately, Zhizhi has made great progress in physical fitness because of driving Diyou. He wouldn't have to come out of the planting shed every once in a while like before and take off his protective clothing quickly and easily to prevent harm to his personal body.

But the busy days of carrying heavy loads still consume most of his energy and physical strength. Even Di You's mecha training has changed from every day to once every three or four days, which matches the frequency of Zhi Zhi's visits to the Music Association.

Every three to four days, Zhizhi would hang out at the Music Association to focus on matters that Leo and President Ukulele had selected for him. It only takes one morning to leave the music association, and at noon, I will be on my way to the station.

Luke will let Zhizhi do some review on his own first, including but not limited to self-defense and escape knowledge, and operating procedures in emergency situations. Then the two of them would have a meal at the 20th Legion, and after the lunch break they would start Di You's combat skills training. It will end before dark and return to the Star Villa.

That day happened to be the day when Zhizhi and Luke went to the Music Association to handle business.

President Ukri arranged his office as a special room for Zhizhi, and he chose a smaller room next to him to "settle down".

It’s not that the Music Society doesn’t have a large room to spare.

Our President Ukri is very persistent in being able to be with His Majesty Zhi Zhi at all times. What he strives for is to roar and appear in front of him immediately. The most important thing is to be close to His Majesty. The size of the room doesn't matter at all.

"Your Majesty, these are documents that need your signature." President Ukri handed some documents one by one to Zhizhi for review. Zhizhi browsed them quickly and processed them quite quickly.

It was something that needed to be asked for his opinion, and it wasn't something complicated and annoying. So generally half a day is enough.

Dang Zhizhi rejected the last welfare allocation document and returned it to the reallocation quota; seeing that there were no new documents behind it, he closed the light board.

President Ukri quickly put away the light board Zhi Zhi handed over. "These are roughly the things reported in the report that you have to deal with personally today."

If things go as usual, President Ukri will send Zhi Zhi and Luke out the door next.

Or maybe Zhi Zhi is willing to hang out in the association and let some lucky people receive some advice.

So often at this time, President Ukri would ask Zhi Zhi about his upcoming itinerary. Do you need to prepare lunch for lunch, or is there anything you need to cooperate with?

Zhizhi originally thought: Today, I would like to ask about the previously discussed candidates for training on national musical instruments, and whether there is a possibility of forming an antique Chinese-style band?

President Ukri was the first to say something he had not expected.