From interstellar refugee to marshal's wife

That night, Zhizhi and Zhima were eating in the living room while watching the news broadcast on the virtual screen. Zhima collected the dishes, brought out an apple from the kitchen and handed it to Zhi Zhi.

Zhizhi held the apples in her hands and said, "Mom~ today is not the end of the month. How can we distribute apples?" Since Zhima's plantation mainly grows apples, at the end of every month, the plantation will distribute some apples that are slightly substandard in size and quality as welfare. to employees. So Zhi Zhi’s family can eat one apple every month, but now it’s the beginning of the month, and it’s only been a few days since the last apple.

"Master Lin gave it to you."

"Give it to me?" Although this Master Lin is a good person, he was the one who decided to give Zhi Ma a one-week holiday when Zhi Zhi's accident happened. And when he learned that Zhizhi, who was about to turn 1, loved eating small apples, he gave his share of apples to Zhima and brought her back. But he himself had no interaction with Master Lin, and had never even met him in person.

Zhima said cheerfully, "Didn't you prepare a lunch box for mom? Master Lin likes it very much. He gave you this apple."

"..." It's just a palm-sized double-layered lunch box. Did my mother give it to others?

"During the lunch break, everyone happened to be here, so we divided some for a taste. We knew that Zhizhi made it delicious." Zhima looked proud~

"Mom, just be happy~~" Do you want to change to a bigger lunch box...

"Mom, how about I prepare another one for you, and you can bring it to Master Lin tomorrow as a thank you gift for Little Apple." Although Zhi Zhi was a foodie in the 23rd century, she still knew how to communicate with others. In the beginning, the brothers and sisters often played strings in order to unite. Mom's immediate boss still needs to have a good relationship, not to mention that the master gave him a little apple.

One apple can cover half a month's salary of an ordinary person. If it weren't for Zhima's influence, Zhizhi wouldn't even know what little apples taste like, let alone whether she likes them or not.

"Okay~ Mom will help you bring it to Master Lin." Zhima thought for a while, "If it's convenient, I can do more. The students in the same planting shed like it very much." Zhima thought of those cute greedy cats them.

"Okay, then I'll place an order for some sweet and sour meat now." Zhi Zhi asked his mind.

"What are those crispy shreds in Zhizhi's bento? I've never seen them before." Zhima saw Zhizhi shopping for ingredients on Zhi Nao and recalled the bamboo shoots in the bento.

"Oh~ that's the bamboo shoots I dug by the door." He didn't even raise his head.

"Bamboo shoots?...by the door? Are you talking about the bamboo shoots?" Zhima muttered uncertainly.

"Well, it's a pity that I didn't find any bamboo shoots after searching around today."

Zhima looked at her son who was studying ingredients at home, and then looked at the row of bamboos in the yard through the window. He walked behind his son and touched his upturned hair, "You picked out Gu Gu pork, a small bag of rice, and a pot of oil. Do you have enough star coins?"

The two moles on the backs of the ears are still there, so they are her own children. But how did Zhi Zhi know these things that even she didn't know?

"That's enough. You gave me all the subsidies from the legion before, and I kept them all. If it's not enough, I'll ask mom for more~ Mom, don't dislike me~~~" A small bag of rice is really not enough. Cheap... If you replace it with potatoes, it will last for 2 months.

Hugging her coquettish son with his head on her shoulder, Zhima did not explore the origin of the bamboo shoots. As long as they know that Zhi is still around and their family can be happy, everything will be fine. There are some little secrets when your son grows up. As a qualified mother, you don’t need to interfere too much. Watching Zhi Zhi run out of the door to sign for the ingredients, and then carry them to the kitchen.

Then he took the knife and chopped a piece of bamboo and dragged it into the kitchen.

"I need mom's help~"

"No need~~" came Zhizhi's reply in a deliberately shrill voice from the kitchen, "Mom, go back to your room and take a shower and get some beauty sleep. I'll put the lunch box in the refrigerator. Remember to pick it up tomorrow~"

Zhima watched Zhi Zhi at the door of the kitchen for a while as she handled the gogu meat with ease. She looked very skillful and there was no danger. He went back to his room obediently.

Today, the graduate students in the No. 1 planting area were uncharacteristically cheerful. People in other planting areas thought that the No. 1 planting area was about to overcome technical difficulties.

Seeing Zhima, who was checking orchid data, was a little funny. All of them said they were graduate students, but some were in their seventies or eighties, and they were even more greedy than Zhi Zhi.

When Zhima entered the park with a big bag in the morning, she met a graduate student who came in in an aircraft. Seeing that she was carrying a bag, he stopped the aircraft aside and got down to help her carry the bag onto the aircraft. "Assistant Xiaozhi, is such a big bag an order from the instructor?"

"Well, my son made more, and I invite you to try it during lunch break." The graduate student driving the aircraft suddenly felt that happiness came suddenly~~

"Wow... Then why are you so embarrassed..." Rub your little hands together and make sure to go back for lunch on time! Unexpectedly, one pass to ten, ten to twenty... Before noon, Master Lin used his brain to summon her to the office.

"Xiao Zhi..." Rubbing his big hands, he saw that Zhi Ma only had a recording board for work in her hand. "Well, my lunch can be handed over to me early today, that's fine now."

Zhima didn't think much about it and went back to the outer office to take out the prepared lunch from the big bag. After confirming that there was no confusion on the road, he sent it to Master Lin.

"Master, this is the lunch box my son prepared for you. He said he is very grateful for the apples." Zhima put the lunch box on the coffee table as usual.

"Come on, come on, put it here." Master Lin's table full of research materials was quickly pulled away into a clear space.

"Oh...oh, okay." A brand new lunch box that was not too small but not too luxurious was placed safely in the center of the basin that Master Lin pulled out. Then he pointed to the side of the lunch box to indicate where the chopsticks should be stored.

"Then, I'll go out first."

"Okay." He pointed to the apple on the corner of the table and motioned for Zhima to take it away.

"How can you be so embarrassed..." Zhima didn't go to get the apple.

"It's not for you, don't be nagging. I'm happy to give it to the children!" Master Lin, who was lifting the lid of the lunch box, didn't even want to give it to Zhima. He waved her hand and asked her to quickly take the apple and go back to the office.

One by one, rice balls are given to each other. Are these shredded potatoes cut into fine pieces? This is sweet and sour pork, unlike the common boiled or grilled ones; this sweet and sour pork looks so tempting. The ingredients of the entire bento are not special. For people of Master Lin's class, things like rice and noodles that ordinary people cannot afford are sparse and ordinary. Most of Master Lin's orders usually include Chinese dishes with rice and side dishes.

Without waiting for the lunch break, Master Lin took out his chopsticks and picked up the aunty meat first. Zhizhi sliced ​​the gogu pork into palm-sized slices, then cut it into two-finger-width slices; she paired it with green onions and made a stir-fried pork dish with green onions. Foodie Zhi controls the heat like fire, making the meat slices smooth and tender, and the green onions fragrant.

Just stir-fry aunt's meat with green onions and make a rice ball. A fragrance spreads in the mouth, and the seemingly ordinary rice balls have a unique fragrance.

I quickly picked up the shredded potatoes. It was not as soft and pink as I expected, but surprisingly refreshing and crispy.

Xiaozhi’s son is a talent~ I heard he is taking the exam for junior planter... Hehe, I have it! It would be great to come to my place. He would definitely be willing to come to me because he is so amiable.