The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

"The almighty master of the last days is raising buns in the interstellar ()"

Si Lingling took off her apron, and said to her parents: "Dad, Mom, put Liuliu and Jiujiu in the stroller, come quickly and sit down for dinner."

Si Chongzu and his wife glanced cautiously at Jun Mo Yao and Jonce, and asked in a low voice, "Ling'er, isn't it inappropriate for us to dine with those two?"

"What's inappropriate?"

Si Lingling smiled and said, "The two of them are our guests today, but you two are the oldest in our family."

"If the two of you don't come out to accompany the guests, why don't you let me and Yue Yue accompany you?"

While speaking, she looked at Mrs. Cheer and Stubborn Bull: "You are sitting at that table with four children. The dishes are the same, but the portions are slightly smaller."

"Thank you Si Ling (Master)."

Mrs. Cheer and Stubborn Bull listened to her arrangement, and instead of being underestimated and disappointed, they were very grateful for her thoughtfulness.

After all, as the low-level star citizens of the interstellar world, Si Lingling could not imagine the fear of Lord Junmo Yaozun and General Joens Dill.

If they were really allowed to eat at the same table with these two distinguished guests, it would not be flattering to them.

It is a kind of torment and torture.

Therefore, when they heard Si Lingling's arrangement, the two of them thanked each other as if they were relieved.

Si Lingling smiled and helped the parents to comfort the child who was being put into the stroller, then got up and helped the parents to sit down.

Looking at the two guests who were still sitting on the sofa: "Okay, come and sit down and eat."

When Jun Moyao met her indifferent gaze, a trace of powerlessness rose in his heart.

But still stood up with a smile on his face, and said politely to Sifu and Simu: "Uncle and aunt please."

"Mr. Jun please, General Jons please."

After hearing what their daughter said, Si Chongzu and his wife thought it was very reasonable.

Even though there was still a little bit of uneasiness in his heart, he still had a little more confidence in his words and deeds: "Please, both of you!"

Jun Moyao: "Uncle and aunt please."

Jons: "Please."

In fact, Jons is the one who is awkward here.

In terms of age, he was more than twenty years older than Si's father and Si's mother. In terms of status, he was taller than everyone in the Si family.

But if you talk about it from Jun Moyao's side, he can only get along with the Si family as a junior or a subordinate.

Therefore, he really didn't know how to address Si Fu and Si Mu, so he could only say "please" dryly.

This is already the limit for him to calmly face this family.

After some humility, they finally sat down as guests and hosts.

Si Chaoyue had already received his sister's eye cue before he took his seat.

So he quickly picked up a jug full of wine and began to pour wine for everyone.

In my mind, I tried to recall the etiquette culture of my ancestors that I told myself these days.

The first one is Jun Moyao: "Mr. Jun, today I will give you a taste of the wine made by my sister."

Jun Moyao looked at Si Lingling naturally, with a smile on his lips: "Thank you brother Yueyue! Then I have to taste it today."

"You are lucky to be able to taste the wine made by my sister."

When Si Chaoyue got the other party's response, he couldn't help but say something more.

But soon he was frightened by a warning gaze and didn't dare to say more.

Fill the wine glass in front of Jun Moyao with both hands, make a casual gesture with one hand, and turn around to come to Jons.

He spoke a lot more naturally: "General Jons, you are a role model for our young people in the entire galaxy, and you are our idol."

Jonce: "Little brother, you are welcome. I was just born at the right time, and I happened to be valued by the lord."

"You can't say that."

Si Chaoyue smiled and said, "If you don't have that ability, even if you are valued by your lord, you will not be able to overwhelm all enemies. Master the Interstellar Expeditionary Force, right?"