Cannon fodder is an improper stepping stone for cubs [Quick Transmigration]

Jiujiu, who was rejected, sat there with her wings on her hips, turning her head from time to time to stare at his father.

In the first half of his life, Shen Yijing always felt that there were very few things and things that could arouse his emotions. Everything he did seemed to be because he should do it, not because he liked it.

If it were his subordinate or something else, Shen Yijing would definitely be very impatient if she had to lose her temper with herself over such a trivial matter.

But seeing this bird named Jiujiu sitting there throwing a temper tantrum, and occasionally looking at his arrogant appearance for fear that he would not coax him, his heart softened inexplicably.

"Okay, let you peck."

Jiujiu leaned over and kissed his father's side face. After the kiss, he raised his head and waited for his father to apologize to him.

"This is not pecking, this is kissing."

Shen Yijing corrected softly, he was hospitalized quite suddenly, so he didn't pack any luggage, and could only go out wearing the specific attire of an imperial marshal.

He recovered well and was not stopped. When he walked to the gate, the guard asked if he needed help.

"No, thank you, Jiujiu wants something hot."

Before Shen Yijing could answer, Jiujiu took the lead in rejecting it a few times.

After he answered, Shen Yijing glanced at the guard who seemed very confused, and made sure that only she could understand what the bird said.

"no need."

Jiujiu likes the tassels on the dress his father is wearing today, and it sways with the movement of walking, firmly attracting his attention.

"Dad, your clothes are so beautiful."

Shen Yijing generally doesn't like others to praise these external things. For him, it's not just a piece of clothing, it represents his honor, and it's the result of his hard work.

But when he looked down and saw Jiujiu leaning over to fiddle with the tassels, he felt that his compliment was not mixed with anything, sincerity was just a simple compliment.

"Well, thank you."

Arriving at one of the most famous natural things restaurants in the urban area, Shen Yijing swiped his ID card, and he automatically jumped to the front of the queuing interface.

Walking into a private room, Shen Yijing sat down and brought the electronic tablet in front of Jiujiu.

"What to eat?"

It's normal for him to heal himself during the day and take him to a good meal at night.

Shen Yijing has long been able to adapt to various flavors of nutrient solution. He is drinking that kind of nutrient solution to treat his injuries. In fact, not all nutrient solutions are bad to drink.

The interstellar era has passed for such a long time. According to historical records, the taste of the nutrient solution at the beginning was indeed unpleasant, but after so many reforms, there are various flavors.

If your personal taste is special, you can even go directly to the nutrient solution factory to order exclusive ones.

The nutrient solution can satisfy the various nutrients needed by the human body in daily life, while the natural food can satisfy the appetite of the human body.

The food culture of Interstellar was indeed broken because of a catastrophe, but the wisdom of human beings is endless, and a brand new path was slowly discovered.

After continuous attempts, I found out those unknown food vegetables and gave them new names.

Most of the natural food prices are very expensive, and the current sunlight is not suitable for the growth of natural food.

The food that can be eaten is either on a relatively remote planet, and the transportation cost is relatively high, or it is grown by some people. If you want to obtain the best-tasting ingredients, you must strictly control the temperature and humidity, etc., and the price will naturally go up.

Jiujiu looked at the things on it. Although he could read and write, he really didn't know two of the things on it.

He could only look at the pictures, choose the one that he thought tasted better, pointed at it twice with his wings, and asked his father to order it for him.

Shen Yijing took a look. These two dishes were very expensive, and the average salary of the empire could only eat one meal a month, but it was fine for him.

Before, he had been doing missions outside, accumulated a lot of credit, and also paid a lot of bonuses, but because he was too busy doing various missions, he didn't have time to spend money at all.

And after I was injured, every time I went to the hospital, I was treated for free, and the clothes I was wearing were always the same ones.

"Dad, really?"

Before Jiujiu thought that the clothes on his father looked very imposing, but now after hearing what his father said, he felt a little sorry for his father.

Even the emperor's father in the last world can play and relax with him after he abdicates.

"Well, so you can eat whatever you want, don't worry too much that I won't be able to pay for it."

What Jiujiu wanted to say was that his father didn't have new clothes to wear, not because he couldn't afford them, but because he didn't have a suitable place to wear his new clothes.

But his father thought that he was suspecting that the money was not enough, just now when he accidentally saw the price tag, he muttered that it was a bit expensive.

"Father, Jiujiu is very easy to raise, and it's okay not to eat these things."

Jiujiu didn't quite understand before, why some people would be reluctant to spend money. The money they earn is obviously spent, and it is really a waste to put it there and not use it.

But now it was his father's turn, and he realized that sometimes he was really reluctant to use it. It was his father's hard work in exchange for the money. They all want to peck themselves hard.

"You don't need to save me money like this, you are now my responsibility."

Being able to heal her mental injuries and being so close to herself, even if all her money was spent on him, Shen Yijing was willing to do so.

I believe that even if it wasn't him, if it were anyone with mental damage, the choice would be exactly the same.

"Father, then I will be reluctant."

"What is there to be reluctant about?"

Shen Yijing had always rejected the things that the research institute spent so much money to research. In his opinion, these things were too expensive, but now he seemed to suddenly understand the reason for their expensiveness.

It's normal for such a cute little bird who looks like a baby, and also acts like a baby, even if it's a little more expensive to research.

"your life's so hard."

Jiujiu rubbed against his father, and when Shen Yijing was cutting steak for him with a knife and fork, she even acted like a ruthless bird again, using her wings to grab the knife.

Because he took the initiative to touch it, the very tender skin was quickly cut open by a sharp knife, and blood gushed out.

Seeing this scene, Shen Yijing subconsciously stood up, and Jiujiu rubbed her injured wrist against the back of his father's hand.

In the next second, Shen Yijing could feel a scorching heat coming from the place where the two of them touched, but when she looked carefully, there was not even a trace of blood.

Jiujiu didn't hesitate when he was a ruthless bird, but now that it's over, after the wound healed, he began to chirp and scream for pain again.

Shen Yijing didn't even bother to think about what happened just now, so she started to grab his wings and look carefully, and checked several times but didn't see any wounds.

If it wasn't because he was so sure, he had indeed seen this little Fat Chirp bleeding just now, and he couldn't help but wonder if he was dreaming just now.

Jiujiu, who felt that he was already a wounded bird, didn't even have any appetite to eat, and sat there with his head drooping, waiting for his father to feed the food to his mouth.

A person who works under Shen Yijing happened to come to this place for dinner today. Hearing that their marshal was also in this restaurant, he wanted to come over to say hello.

Unexpectedly, after walking in, they saw the Marshal who had never shown a smile in front of them, carefully feeding a bird.

Cut the food into small pieces and spoon it into the bird's beak.

Rao is that the Marshal's love for him is very obvious. Occasionally, this bird will not know how to praise him, and will turn his head to the side to express his refusal to eat that thing.

The people who wanted to come over to say hello saw this scene, and secretly sweated for the bird in their hearts. The marshal is not the kind of character who is patient and will coax people slowly.

In a situation like now, the Marshal will definitely get angry next time.

I just don't know if such a small bird can withstand the wrath of their marshal.

Jiujiu didn't like the taste of this dish, and after turning her head, Shen Yijing gave him the spoon again, hoping that he could taste it before saying he didn't like it.

"I won't eat this, if you feed it to me again, I'll peck you."

Stubbornly turning her head to the other side, Jiujiu wanted to hit her father with her wings.

The taste of this food is very strange. Just now he saw that the price tag was very expensive. If he really wanted to describe it, it was probably the zheergen that Jiujiu had seen in a certain world before.

Some people who like to eat this thing think it has a special taste, but Jiujiu just happens to be a bird that he doesn't like.

"What's the matter? Don't you like this thing? Then change it, you didn't eat much tonight."

Shen Yijing gently coaxed him, and she didn't know if it was because the bird kept calling him daddy, so now he really had the illusion that he was his daddy.

So, as a dad, isn't it normal to coax a grumpy cub who doesn't really want to eat?

"Dad, someone is watching you."

After Jiujiu's reminder, Shen Yijing turned her head and glanced at the window. When she saw a face she was very familiar with appearing there, the gentle face when coaxing Zai Zai instantly became indifferent.

"Why did you come here?"

"Ah, Marshal, I just came here for dinner, and I heard that you are here too, so, just come over to say hello, I'll go first."

After saying this, he quickly oiled the soles of his feet, saying that the marshal could not love to come to this kind of place. It turned out that the marshal did not come to eat for himself, but to feed the birds.

Birds eat better than him, but humans are not as good as birds.