Traveling Through the Stars

Luo Bi's thoughts became faster. After saying this, she suddenly felt thoughtful.

Luo Hang didn't say anything, but Guan Zhuting had a plan in her mind. There were only a few of the younger generation of the Luo family who were successful. Those who were younger had just grown up, and their temperament and character could not yet be seen.

But looking at what he did, Guan Zhuting was not optimistic.

"Are you tired?" Feng Ling turned her head and looked at Luo Bi.

Luo Bi was really tired after working hard all afternoon. She nodded and wanted to lean back on the chair to rest for a while. Fengling reached out and hugged her, letting her lean into her arms, and adjusted her into a comfortable position to rest.

"We'll be home soon." Feng Ling whispered softly.

Back on Zhihuang Star, everyone said hello and went home. Fengling drove a military hover vehicle directly to Luo Bi's parents' house. After entering the house, I went to wash up first, and then the family returned to the yard, looking at the buckets of climbing forks with a happy face.

There are branches and leaves mixed in among the climbing branches, just to make up the numbers, but there are actually not that many climbing branches. Luo Hang and his wife did not let the young people do anything. The couple moved to the spring to clean it and pick out the branches and leaves.

Fengling was handling official duties in the side hall, while Hua Ran found all the condiments needed for dinner. Luo Bi originally wanted to help her parents, so she kicked off a small stool and picked a piece of grass.

"Oh my God!" She gave up her choice. Only then did she realize that she was afraid of climbing branches.

Especially when you hold it in your hand, feel the claws of the climbing tree, and taste it carefully, that feeling... Oh my god, Luo Bi is not doing anything anymore, and is taking a nap under the wooden frame in the yard.

Feeling tired, Luo Bi leaned on the vines on the porch and asked, "Mom, what should we have for dinner?"

"Fried clams." Guan Zhuting knew that Luo Bi didn't like to eat them very much, so she coaxed her: "Let's fry a plate of clams in oil, stir-fry another in spicy sauce, and stir-fry with green onions. It's delicious."

Luo Hang knew it was delicious as soon as he heard it, but Luo Bi said, "I don't want to eat it."

They were tired. Guan Zhuting and Luo Hang looked at each other, feeling a little more worried about the winter of the galaxy war season. It was urgent to prepare winter reserves. Luo Hang and Guan Zhuting were planning on going on a mission together in two days.

After gathering a bucket of water, Guan Zhuting poured it into a bamboo basket and took it to the kitchen to cook.

Luo Bi took small bamboos and counted the branches, and Hua Ran also joined in. Luo Bi was still fresh at first, but she stopped counting when she got tired of counting. Hua Ran was very patient and moved over the half of the bucket that Luo Bi didn't count and counted them together.

Before dinner, Hua Ran counted out a total of more than 15,000 forks, weighing about 150 kilograms.

Luo Bi, Wen Xiao, and Jiang Yixin called each other to share their joy. Wen Xiao and Wen Yao harvested less than 10,000 forks, about eighty kilograms, and Jiang Yixin weighed fifty kilograms. He did not count the forks one by one.

After chatting for a while, Luo Bi hung up the communication.

Guan Zhuting used twenty kilograms of climbing branches as ingredients, fried and stir-fried, and cooked a full table. There are two plates of fried vegetables among the table full of clams. Luo Bi prefers stir-fries, but Guan Zhuting likes to eat clams very much. Each one is crispy and crispy.

As long as the Thunder Flame Warrior is meat, the meat is delicious, and the heat is just right when frying it. Therefore, the more you eat it, the more delicious it becomes, and soon all the dishes are finished.

Seeing this, Luo Bi became suspicious of the Thunder Flame Warrior's appetite. Three to five kilograms of meat for a meal was definitely not enough. In the past, everyone would eat sparingly, so she thought differently.

After dinner, Fengling took the climbing fork she was assigned and asked Luo Bi to go home.