Traveling Through the Stars

"Have you developed your talents?" Lan Qiao asked.

Luo Bi didn't even think about replying to her: "Not yet."

Lan Qiao looked like I was doing good for you, chewing melon seeds and said: "While Major Feng's mind is on you, quickly cultivate your talents. It is always a bad thing if your talents cannot be used."

The talents of several people were about the same, but Lan Qiao felt that she was slightly stronger. She got up, washed the fruits and brought them to everyone to eat.

Zhang Yao took one. The fruit was picked on a mission. It was not big, but it was very sweet when he took a bite. Meng Gan and Fan Yao also picked one each. Luo Bi didn't want to eat it, and Lan Qiao wouldn't let her.

Qi Yan came to see Fan Yao, Lan Qiao opened the door, and the child came to the balcony.

"Didn't you go on a mission to Qingyao Star with a few friends? Why did you come back so early?" Fan Yao was surprised, eating the fruit and asked: "How was the harvest from the mission?"

The child pursed his lips but did not reply. Lan Qiao gave the child a piece of fruit: "Qi Yan, eat the fruit."

Qi Yan didn't answer, but said to Fan Yao: "Mom, let's go home!"

Luo Bi looked over and felt something was wrong. Fan Yao was also confused. Zhang Yao asked, "What's wrong? It's only half morning. Didn't you hunt any strange beasts when you came back so early?"

The child's eyes suddenly turned red, and everyone quickly asked what was wrong?

Meng Gan guessed a possibility: "Has your supplies been robbed?"

The child shook his head, hesitated and said, "I found an intermediate spiritual plant. No one was snatching it. I was worried about being snatched and took it to my father, so my father gave the spiritual plant to Feng Zihui."

Who Feng Zihui is is known to the garrison families and the children.

Luo Bi was furious, not to mention Fan Yao next to her. When Fan Yao heard that Yang Yu had given the intermediate spiritual plant that his son had found to Feng Zihui, Fan Yao was furious and yelled at Yang Yu and Feng Zihui.

Meng Gan was also very angry: "Are you coming back?"

Fan Yao immediately dialed the communication and had a big argument with Yang Yu in the communication. Yang Yu had his own ideas. Fan Yao's talent was not available for the intermediate spiritual plant, so Feng Zihui could use it.

Fan Yao scolded again, and Yang Yu said tiredly: "Get a divorce!"

Fan Yao said she would not divorce, but Yang Yu was too lazy to pay attention to her and hung up the phone.

Fan Yao was so angry that she was about to collapse. Zhang Yao and others hurried over to comfort her. The child Qi Yan walked up to Fan Yao and said, "Mom, if father wants it, give it to him! We don't want the intermediate spiritual plant."

He also doesn't want his mother to get divorced.

Fan Yao was so angry that her heart ached: "We can't take advantage of Feng Zihui, an outsider."

Intermediate spirit plant! How many talented people flocked to her. If they hadn't caught up, they wouldn't have been able to buy it with interstellar coins, and they would have given it to Feng Zihui in vain. It would be better to just piss her off to death.

Zhang Yao was also thinking of a way quickly, dialing the message to ask her husband for advice. Luo Bi leaned over and said, "Pei Yu's mother's family contributed to the divorce last time. Didn't Fan Yao's mother's family help?"

If you have the strength, hurry up! She was so anxious.

Zhang Yao's eyes flashed: "I'll discuss it with Fan Yao."

Fan Yao was also a little hesitant, but this time she was so angry that she called her mother's family directly.

Fan Ji was on a mission on Qingyao Star to attack the planet. After listening to Fan Yao's words, he scolded Fan Yao unceremoniously, then said he understood and hung up the communication.

Fan Yao's anger suddenly subsided by half. She didn't know what it meant to know this. She had no idea whether her parents would stand up for her.

Seeing that everyone had returned home at noon, Luo Bi felt that Fan Yao's family was like this, and she felt very angry.