Interstellar Food God [System]

Modi sighed, remembering Li Heyan's great help, and continued: "Your father has done me a great favor, and I can't repay you. He cares about you most and is most proud of you. Maybe you think you are bound in It’s actually not on the established path. Or even if it is…” He paused, “In fact, you just think that you don’t want to, and deep down, you may actually be… very happy.”

"This is the path you chose, but you didn't realize it. The freedom you yearn for is not restricted. You... have always been free."

Now Li Chengfeng was really stunned, his whole body was like a dog soaked by rain.

Modi thought to himself: Master Li, I can only help you tell your son so much, the rest is up to him.So he shook his head and wanted to leave, but Li Chengfeng grabbed him, and Modi looked at him questioningly, Li Chengfeng lowered his head, as if he didn't know what to say, and it took him a long time to pretend to be fierce and said: "What are you talking about with my father?" Is there any deal, is it specially for teaching?"

This man was still pretending to be fierce, and Modi couldn't help being speechless, just thinking in his heart: silly child.But it was polite not to say it.Eventually, he came up with a nice way to say it: "I'm just moved by your work."

Then I was defeated by your casual waste of talent.

"Huh?" Modi raised his wrist and signaled him to let go with his eyes. Li Chengfeng seemed to want to say something, but couldn't think of it, and was a little dazed for a while.Modi had no choice but to pull out his wrist patiently, and said with a smile, "I'll go back first, so don't delay your work."

——It's not easy for your father to raise you, at least don't be so bearish, young master!

However, this sentence is only said in the heart, and it must not be said.

Modi walked out of the rooftop and heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he should have flattered the young master, at least the two of them didn't have such a big enmity.

Still have to be kind to people.Modi thought to himself, and walked back, leaving Li Chengfeng alone on the roof, blowing the wind in a daze.

Modi cooked a few more dishes that day, and Li Heyan seemed unwell, so he went back to rest first, and he didn't know if he cooked the dishes in Louis's box or not.Then, he went to pick up Mo Fei at three o'clock, took Mo Fei and put him aside to continue working. He felt that he adapted well on the first day and integrated smoothly, which was quite popular.

When he was about to get off work in the evening, Young Master Li finally came back from the wind. His whole body was chilled, and he poked at Modi's side, his face full of lifelessness, and he wished he could roll his eyes and say, "Let's talk."

Modi was puzzled for a while: "What?"

Li Chengfeng's face was filled with hatred immediately, he gritted his teeth, as if to say, 'You pretend, you pretend again? ', Modi understood, and whispered: "You want me to work for you? Are you really going to be my second cook? It doesn't matter, I just said it, if you don't take it seriously..."

Li Chengfeng was going crazy with anger, he grabbed the kitchen knife in a rage, and commanded the robot to strike like a whirlwind, cutting vegetables with the momentum of beating people.

Modi looked at him and wanted to laugh, thinking that Young Master Li was not just a bear, it was quite interesting.

After get off work at [-] o'clock, the restaurant sent a car to take him off. Modi was so satisfied that he was grateful for the welfare policy.When I was about to go to bed, a photo was sent to Modi's optical brain, from Jerry, from Luke, and from Louis.

Modi: "..."

It was a clear and elegant photo, with a specially selected composition, a specially selected crystal vase, and a specially selected half-filled nutrient solution.The flaming roses are carefully trimmed and placed in a bottle, like a flaming flame, which burns people's eye masks, which is very touching.

Looking at this photo, Modi had some incomprehensible and indescribable emotions for a while, and then received a text message.

It is also transferred from Jerry, transferred from Luke, transferred from Louis, only two words.

good night.

The corner of Modi's mouth couldn't help but raised again. He lay down on the bed and stared at the electronic screen. For some reason, he felt that these two words were very meaningful, and he felt very happy.

Then I was so focused on having fun that I completely forgot to reply to the message.

The next day, the military department.

The air pressure around General Louis was extremely low, his eye circles were a little black, his face was irritable, and his veins were protruding, as if he was going to beat his subordinates one by one with the best bloodstone paperweight at any time.

The subordinates were trembling and kept silent, not knowing what happened.No one knows that the reason for one of the most severe corruption cleanups in the history of the military is probably because someone... doesn't like to reply to text messages.

The next few days were calm, and Modi’s daily routine was to send his children to school, go to work, take another child, then pick up the child during the break, come back to work, continue to take care of another child, and then take his own child home after get off work, every day, Repeatedly.

Almost half a month later, Modi finally made Li Chengfeng look like a man, and he was greatly relieved. Then, in the busy work of every day, he always felt that something was missing.What was missing was so vague that he didn't even know how to find out.

He is fine and not very talkative, and he is not used to chatting with others when he has something on his mind, so that his whole person becomes more and more deep, and he walks with the aura of a thinker.

He is not the only one who is getting deeper.

The weather was getting hotter. One sunny afternoon, Modi brought Xiao Fei back. The two of them sat on the sofa in the lounge, turning on the TV in boredom, deep in thought together, and both acted like thinkers.

Li Chengfeng strode in, saw that someone was already there, frowned impatiently, turned around and wanted to leave, saw Modi and his son, paused, walked back, found a farther sofa, and manipulated it with mental power Watching the TV, quickly changing channels one after another, while observing the two inexplicably.

What kind of statue is this?

"What kind of stupid programs are these?!" Li Chengfeng found that no one was paying attention to him, so he complained loudly, seeing Modi and his son shrouded in low pressure, finally couldn't help it, and waved at them, "Hey, Hey you two!"

Modi held the optical brain and flipped through the text messages unconsciously: there is no new information.

He sighed: "Why?"

Li Chengfeng stretched out his head in dissatisfaction: "What are you looking at? You still look at it with a broken brain, can you see the flowers?"

Modi didn't want to talk to him at all, so he waved his hand and signaled the brat to play by himself.

"Hey!" Li Chengfeng was furious. He saw a picture of a red rose on Mo Di's brain. He seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while. It's annoying no matter how you look at it, it's really annoying.

Modi flipped through the brain aimlessly, and then flipped through the messages that were forwarded from Jerry and Luke.After hesitating for a while, he clicked to reply.

He wanted to type a few words, but he felt that what if Jerry mistakenly thought it was sent to him, so he looked at the last two messages. Only these two messages contained 'redirected from Louis', and also has his number.

Modi clicked on Louis's text message sending interface, hesitated again, typed a few words, and then quickly deleted them, repeating the cycle several times, feeling that he was being ridiculous, and couldn't help but laugh twice.

What is he doing?

If the general has something to do with him, he will definitely look for him. Since he is fine, the general is so busy, so he shouldn't disturb him at will... right?

Probably because of too much sun exposure, my brain is a little dizzy.Modi shook his head, trying to wake up, but felt more empty in his heart, with a subtle urge to scratch his heart and lungs, and toss the river and sea.

He sighed again, very puzzled, it can only be attributed to the fact that men always have a few days every month, maybe it will be fine in the past.

He didn't notice that Mo Fei was competing with Li Chengfeng on who could change the channel faster with his mental power. Li Chengfeng changed one and he would change the other. The two fought with their eyes.

In the end, Mo Fei had no fun playing, and shrunk into a small ball, like a stray cat that was drenched into a small strip by the rain, looking very pitiful.

Li Chengfeng changed the channel very smoothly all of a sudden, he glanced at Mo Fei in astonishment, and said to himself: What's wrong?You don't want to sue your father for bullying the child, do you?However, after observing for a while, Mo Fei didn't have the mood to talk to him at all, so Li Chengfeng could only frown, thinking that both of them seemed to have the disease of thinking that silence can really get you gold.

This is half dead, what happened?

Modi and Xiaofei seemed to be responding to him, and sighed half-deadly at the same time. Li Chengfeng was so uncomfortable by their sighs, he quickly jumped up from the sofa, threw his coat on his shoulders, and walked away with a look of madness. out.

Modi: "Life is really lonely."

Mo Fei also frowns.

Compared with Modi's inexplicable distress, Mo Fei's distress is obviously more vivid, more urgent, and more annoying.

the next day.

"Goodbye, Dad."

At the gate of the First Army Primary School, Mo Fei smiled and waved to Mo Di. He didn't turn and walk into the school until he saw Mo Di's back disappear. His face gradually sank.

Sure enough, some classmates were talking about him: "You're right, that kid is really sent to school by his father. Doesn't their family have a driver? Why doesn't his father drive?"

"Didn't you hear what Little Yorkson said? He tricked the principal into coming in. In fact, he can't do it at all. It's just that we haven't had the practical class yet, so he hasn't revealed his truth yet."

"No way." A girl retorted, "I saw him on the news, it was said that he subdued the kidnapper, he was a genius!"

The children stopped talking, and looked at Mo Fei suspiciously, with different expressions.The girl who mentioned the news waved to Mo Fei: "Hi, good morning!"

Mo Fei also smiled and waved his hands: "Morning..." However, before he finished speaking, his wrist was grabbed violently. The man was so strong that he instantly thought his bones were broken. At the same time, a slow, glib , A malicious voice sounded: "Lowry, do you believe what's on the news?"

Mo Fei's blood surged immediately, and his eyes suddenly turned cold!

The man then laughed and said, "Your good friend Kaili's family does news, how many of the news are true? Isn't it just for a stunt..." The man casually turned Mo Fei's shoulders, Facing him, he tilted his head and said with a smirk, "Besides, who knows the specific situation? Maybe those kidnappers are his father's brothers, and they want to help his son get the headlines."

Mo Fei's brain seemed to explode, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time immediately rose up. He tried his best to struggle twice, but he couldn't break free, so he could only stare at the other party with hatred, showing cold and fierce eyes.

It was a young boy with blond hair and gray eyes, with an evil aristocratic temperament, three grades higher than him, a whole head taller than him, and he was of Aryan descent, born stronger than Asians, looking at him under the uniform Thin, in fact, after training in the military primary school, he has a whole body of tendons at a young age, and his hand strength is even more amazing.

"Little Yorkson, do you think you can change the facts with a few words of nonsense?" Mo Fei said angrily and coldly, "If you have the ability, find someone your size, I don't have time to talk to you!"

"Unfortunately, I have time to talk to you." Little Yorkson hooked his chin, turned his head to one side in disregard of Mo Fei's disgust, leaned into his ear and sneered, "As long as you are willing to call me Lance, I won't." Pay attention to what my stupid uncle said, and don't help him create rumors about you at school, after all, I still like your mother, my new aunt, Ms. Irene...hehe."

Mo Fei became furious and stomped on the back of his instep. Taking advantage of the pain, Little Yorkson pulled out his wrist. With great strength, he stabbed Little Yorkson's ribs with his elbow. His eyes were cold and stern. There was also cruelty in the voice: "Don't let me hear it again, you mentioned my parents..."

Little Yorkson fell directly over his shoulder, knocked Mo Fei to the ground, and sneered condescendingly: "You're looking for death!"

Mo Fei couldn't bear it anymore, he didn't need to bear it anymore, he looked at him with cold eyes, and held a sharp stone beside him.

At the same time, Modi was idly swiping his computer on the tram when suddenly his phone vibrated and a message popped up from Jerry.

His heart beat twice, and he clicked on it quickly, but it was really just from Jerry, asking him if he wanted to have a meal together on the weekend.

Modi sighed unconsciously, and remained silent for a while before replying to the message a little listlessly: OK, when?

In the military office.

Jerry sat on Louis's desk and showed him Modi's reply: "Look, people will reply to text messages, but they will not reply to yours."

Louis's face was frosty, he clenched his fists, and looked at him coldly, exuding a terrifying aura of wanting to kill someone.

Jerry shrank quickly, and said to himself: In just half a month, more than a dozen mid-level officers have been killed in the military, countless junior officers have been implicated, and even a big tiger has been brought down. Cousin, what about those corrupt officials? It's fine if the official vents his anger, don't look at him like this, okay?

Student Jerry considers himself a law-abiding citizen. Even though he used to be a fat job as a central financial officer, he still obeys the family tradition and doesn't set an example of the country's clean lines. He doesn't want to be burned to ashes by anger!

So the former central financial officer said timidly: "Otherwise, you can send him another one. Maybe he fell asleep last time and didn't see it. He forgot to return it the next day. This kind of situation is very common." of."

Louis is like a cold iceberg, but also like a furious volcano, with two layers of ice and fire, as if he is about to destroy the world at any time, it is too scary.

Jerry is really about to cry now: "Then you... you you you you go directly to his head office, he works in Li's restaurant, haven't you done the blocking thing? Do it again, overbearing General!"

Louis stared angrily at the bloodstone paperweight on the table with a stern face, as if he wanted to smash Jerry to death with it.

"Hey!" Jerry finally couldn't take it anymore, wiped his tears and broke through the door, running away like a little daughter-in-law.

Louis looked at the empty doorway, closed his eyes, and frowned impatiently.

What are you looking at?Does he care? !

A person who doesn't even reply to text messages!

snort!

The First Army is small.

When the children saw that Mo Fei and Little Yorkson were really fighting, they were terrified, some watched the excitement, and some ran to tell the teacher. They were very confused for a while.

Little Yorkson was hit in the abdomen by a stone, dodged backwards, coughed twice, and smiled grimly: "I don't know what to do!" He rushed forward and threw Mo Fei, who had just got up, over his shoulder again, wishing he could When it hit the ground, he stepped on Mo Fei's elbow, twisted it hard, and heard the sound of cracking, "Does it hurt? Huh?! I ask you if it hurts?!"

Mo Fei lay on the ground, gritted his teeth and endured it, and said word by word: "Trash...garbage!"

"What did you say?!" Little Yorkson raised his voice, and suddenly smiled viciously, "Do you think you can still hurt me? Unfortunately, you are in so much pain that I am fine!"

Suddenly, a golden light shone in his uniform, a piece of golden metal seemed to be alive, it swam out from his collar, rolled around his shoulders like a snake, and then seemed to be solidified like gold, gradually turning from head to toe. Transformed, formed, and finally formed a small golden mecha, with golden eyes looking down on Mo Fei proudly, like the most perfect artwork.

This scene caused a burst of exclamation from the surroundings: "Isn't that the golden sun in the movie... "Super S Mecha"?" "There are only a hundred of this kind in the entire alliance! How did you get it?!"

Mo Fei also looked at the little mecha in amazement, his eyes straightened. Although the little mecha sparrow is small, it has all internal organs, like a golden statue, like a golden god.

"The Sun..." He couldn't help showing envy and desire, but he quickly gritted his teeth and suppressed it.

He doesn't need it, he doesn't envy it, he doesn't need that kind of thing!

The surroundings of this kind of mecha can be deformed, and it is said that it has all the functions of a b-level mecha except for its attack ability. The "Super-S Mecha" series is popular all over the world, and it has been Mo Fei's dream to own an immovable golden sun mecha model for several years. However, he has long been used to suppressing his needs in front of his parents, and It is impossible to afford an expensive mech model with pocket money, so he can only suppress his desire in his heart.

And what is in front of me is a fluid mecha model that surpasses the mere mecha model by many levels and has the powerful capabilities of a real mecha. If Mo Fei can give this model, he will be so happy that he can't sleep for a year. Cheer 24 hours a day, collect it for life, and then pass it on to your children.

But he kept persuading, even hypnotizing himself: I don't need... I don't need that kind of toy!

"There...what's so great?!" Mo Fei gritted his teeth and said, suddenly felt a little hot in the eye sockets, covered his eyes with the broken hair on his forehead, and slowly got up, "I'm...not rare!"

"Oh, is that so?" Little Yorkson smiled evilly, "It doesn't matter if it's not rare, it's just an object, and I don't care too much."

"But what if I say, can I give it to you?"

Little Yorkson laughed, and for a moment, there was a shocking and decisive effect, as if he was really a radiant, warm and generous nobleman.

Mo Fei gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and walked towards the teaching building. He swore that he didn't want to hear, stop, or show any desire of his own.However, his body seemed to have made his own decision, he stopped involuntarily, and his back seemed to have conceded defeat.

For a moment, Mo Fei felt a loneliness and desolation that didn't match his age. He didn't know what it was, but felt as if his heart had been hollowed out for a moment.

Little Yorkson laughed out of satisfaction, and turned around to appreciate his posture: "Okay, okay. Hey, didn't you say you're not rare? What's the matter now, are you rare again? It's really... Hahahahaha! He shook the mecha model in front of Mo Fei twice, deliberately humiliating him, "Why don't you leave? What about your backbone? Didn't you say that poor people have hard bones? You only have this one advantage, so don't throw it away." ah!"

Mo Fei was furious, with a cold face, he strode forward.

"Hey, I can really give it to you." Little Yorkson said behind him, "I am, oh, how united with my classmates and love the younger generation." He smiled coldly, with a hint of love in his tone He was as sinister as a poisonous snake, and for a moment, he was exactly the same as his uncle, "As long as you..." He squinted his eyes, thought about it with enjoyment, and finally came up with the answer lazily.

"As long as you kneel down... kowtow and beg me!"

Mo Fei stopped abruptly, then turned around and walked back quickly.

Little Yorkson's eyes almost glowed green: "Haha, okay, come and beg me, you..."

Mo Fei punched him in the face, and Little Yorkson immediately fell to the ground.Mo Fei calmly pounced on him, rode on him, and punched him, coldly, expressionlessly, precisely and ruthlessly... greeted his face!

When Modi received a call from the school, saying that Xiao Fei was fighting with someone and asked him to go to school quickly, he was asking Li Chengfeng to replace the water celery on the sandwich with rosemary, and he was shocked at the moment: "What, fight? !"

How could Mo Fei fight?This kid is almost as good as a cat!

He immediately asked for leave and went to school to pick up Xiaofei. Li Chengfeng yelled from behind: "What are you doing? I have something to ask for leave in the afternoon, so you have to bear it!"

Modi ran out before he could even answer him.

When he arrived at school, when he saw the child, his heart felt like he was punched directly.

"Xiao Fei," he knelt down, even a little afraid to go forward, and beckoned, "Come here."

Mo Fei hesitated for a while, looking very ashamed, walked over with his head down: "Dad, I'm sorry..."

Mo Fei's eyes were blackened, his face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were broken. He walked with a limp, sprayed with anti-swelling and pain-relieving spray, and the scars were getting lighter at a visible speed. Maybe he would be back to normal after a while, but One can imagine what it would have been like before the medicine was applied.

Modi's eyes turned red immediately, and he suddenly felt very sad. He stood up and hugged Xiao Fei tightly by his side, trying to use his strength to make him not be afraid, and then looked at the two homeroom teachers and the child beside them .

Blonde hair, gray eyes, about eleven or twelve years old, nearly 1.7 meters tall, with bruises and bruises on his face, at first glance, he was even more serious than Mo Fei.

Mo Fei fought with this kid?This kid is more than a head taller than him, almost twice his size!Xiao Fei might fight with him?If it weren't for the fact that the child was not seriously injured, Mo Fei should have been beaten up!And he's a big, big, senior, bullying a kid who looks like bean sprouts who just entered school!

Modi couldn't control it for a while, his mood was surging, and he felt a tight pain in his chest.

The blond-haired and gray-eyed child looked at him coldly, and suddenly smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up: "Hi, the disabled who was robbed of his wife by my uncle."

Modi got angry and immediately understood what was going on with this fight.

...that's Yorkson's...nephew?

His aura suddenly became fierce, which startled the two teachers.

Mo Fei hurriedly hugged his father's leg in fear, fearing that his former soldier father would go up and shoot Little Yorkson to death if he got angry: "Dad, don't listen to him, he is just..."

Modi's chest was rising and falling, but his hands were gently stroking Xiao Fei's hair. The teachers who were about to say something were even more afraid to speak out.

These two teachers, one is the head teacher of Mo Fei's class, and the other is the head teacher of Little Yorkson's class. This kind of terrifying deterrent, especially when being pulled away, the momentary look in the eyes actually makes people feel chills behind.

Little Yorkson’s homeroom teacher Mark, who received money from the Yorkson family, is very partial to Little Yorkson, but Mo Fei is a child who was transferred by General Louis himself, and Mo Fei’s homeroom teacher Anna is a gorgeous and domineering goddess A super character, notoriously vicious, tough, and defensive.

Mark couldn't afford to offend either side. He really wanted to cry but had nowhere to ask for help. He wondered why he became the class teacher?It was agreed that the head teacher of the elite school only needs to be a babysitter and collect money?

And why didn't the adults of the Yorkson family come?I heard that the parents of the Mo family usually take the tram, but they arrived very quickly. Where did the parents of the Yorkson family who could fly the aircraft hide? !Do you just have no time to take care of the children, and don't even send a secretary? !

"Teacher," Modi finally calmed down a little, said a few words to Teacher Anna, then sat aside with a cold face, looked at Xiao Fei, and then at Little Yorkson, with a blank expression, "Tell me, after what's going on?"

Little Yorkson still wanted to say something with a smirk, but met Modi's cold gaze, and his heart shivered, and suddenly felt that this person seemed to be different from his uncle, not at all like a... ...Wonky.

There were countless twists and turns in his heart, and he turned several times, revealing a little sinister.

Modi said coldly: "Say it."

Modi felt physically and mentally exhausted when he took Xiaofei out of school.The father and son sat in the car waiting for them, unmanned, automatic navigation, and suddenly seemed to have entered a silent world.

Lance Yorkson is a cunning and insidious child, with a dazzling and fierce nature since childhood.At first he insisted that it was Mo Fei who wanted to snatch his mecha model, and he pulled several students, saying they were witnesses. Seeing Mo Fei's first move, Little Yorkson had no choice but to fight back. Obviously, he had already done the right thing. confession.

Fortunately, Mo Fei later found someone to testify for him. It was a little girl named Lori, whose mother was in a high position and had strong communication skills. Said: "I remember that there was a surveillance camera more than ten meters away from the scene of the incident. According to that angle, it should be able to record the whole process." Then he smiled at the male teacher, "Right, Teacher Mark."