The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

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

During the discussion among the audience on Xingwang, Si Lingling's mother and son had a great time playing.

Mrs. Cheer and Stubborn Niu finally prepared the dinner, and according to Si Lingling's request, they put two hundred servings on small plates.

Then, after Si Lingling came over with the camera to scan the star network, the Si family began to eat.

When the broadcast restarted, Si Lingling didn't plan to broadcast it too late.

So when the family had dinner, she greeted the audience in the live broadcast room, and then turned off today's live broadcast.

On the star network, those viewers who grabbed the noodle soup tasted it with anticipation and suspicion.

The viewers who didn't catch it urged and asked in the live broadcast room where the screen was already black: "How is it? How is it?"

"Have you tasted which ones you snatched? What kind of food does the food made by the host's mother's follower taste?"

"The one who snatched it came out and said, I'm so anxious."

"Everyone, let's calm down first, those who snatched, you have to taste it before you can answer, right?"

"That's right, less than half a minute has passed. Even if I grabbed the food from the host's mother, I didn't taste it so quickly."

"It's better not to say it, or I will regret that I am not fast enough."

Various similar bullet screens flew all over the screen in the black screen live broadcast room.

You can say anything.

"Hey, now the anchor mother's live broadcast time is not as long as before. It's not fun to watch."

"That's right, the previous live broadcast was closed from six in the morning to nine in the evening when the children fell asleep."

"The broadcast started at 8:30 today, and it's only 6:30 in the afternoon. The host's mother shut it down. It's really not fun."

...

Si Lingling's family ignored the situation in the studio.

Mrs. Cheer and Jian Niu successively brought large bowls of noodle soup out of the kitchen, and then filled a bowl for Si Lingling by themselves, looking at her expectantly.

After all, this was the first meal the two had completed independently, and it was difficult for them to feel at ease without Si Lingling's approval.

"What are you doing looking at us like that?"

Si Lingling was dumbfounded by the gazes of the two, "Sit down and eat, don't wait."

Jian Niu pushed the bowl of noodles he was serving towards Si Lingling: "Master, how do you taste this subordinate's noodles?"

Mrs. Chill: "Si Ling, taste my bowl first."

"Okay, put it all there, I'll eat slowly."

Si Lingling was a little speechless towards the two, "Could it be that in order to let everyone distinguish which one of you made, each of you has to prepare two bowls?"

"That's right, Stubborn Bull, and Mrs. Chill."

Si Chao looked at the two of them dissatisfied, "I saw you two put the noodle bowls in front of my sister, and we still have an empty place."

"I'm sorry, Young Master Yue, I'll give you this little one."

After being reminded by Si Chaoyue, Jian Niu didn't care about watching Si Lingling taste the noodles he made, so he quickly got a bowl to serve him.

"What are you serving?"

At this time, Si Chongzu stopped Jian Niu and gave his son a look, "You don't have long hands, you need someone else to serve you a meal!"

"Dad, didn't I see them surrounding my sister, trying to save her from the siege?"

Being scolded by his father, Si Chao curled his lips and defended, "You know how to scold me, but we haven't seen you scolding my sister?"

Even though the young man said so, his hands were not slow at all, and he hurried to get the bowl.

"Your elder sister has to take care of the children and has no time to take care of herself. Isn't it normal for Stubborn Niu and the others to help serve the meal?"

Si Chongzu was very upset by his son's words, "Is there anything you can do, kid?"

While filling his bowl with freshly cooked noodles, Si Chaoyue muttered, "I'm busy watching my sister take care of my nephew, can't I?"

"Pfft."