Traveling Through the Stars

Upon hearing this, Luo Bi took a bite of a piece of roasted fruit. She didn't want to start a conversation, but she couldn't help asking: "Did the Rong family also participate?"

She was talking about Bai Xian's marriage. Before this morning, as long as there was any trouble about Bai Xian, it would immediately be moved to the star network for hot discussion. Luo Bi checked it carefully, and there was no Rong family in it.

"I don't know, I should participate! I didn't hear the wind on the bright side, so it's hard to say in the dark." Tong Yiting relaxed her arms on the back of the chair, and straightened her body. The movement just now was uncomfortable, and her stomach was under pressure: " Tsk, didn't you see that Bai Xian's child just had a miscarriage in the morning, and Jiang Zhi came back at noon? I think it's more or less the same."

Luo Bi didn't answer and continued to eat, Tong Yiting swallowed her saliva: "Does your family prepare delicious food at night?"

Finally when it came to eating, Robbie ate the roasted fruit and thought about how to deal with the woman who was staring at her eating. Right now, the residual heat from the loss of the talented insurer and the students is still there, and the fresh life is gone. Seeing that Tong Yiting was actually quite pleasing to the eye.

Luo Bi was lazy for a while, and after thinking too much, she became a little tolerant. She would not give away the roasted ones, nor could they skewer them. She turned around and went into the kitchen to ask Guan Zhuting to chop a duck leg. Give Guan Tong Yiting a goose leg.

Tong Yiting took the duck leg and goose leg to find Zhong Jun in her kitchen. Zhong Jun was surprised when he received it, saying that it was two legs, but in fact there was a lot of meat attached to it, which was quite substantial. Zhong Jun didn't want to forget that he still had a place to eat and drink at home. He cut the duck leg and goose leg into two with a knife, put one half away, and gave the other half to Tong Yiting for dinner.

Zhong Jun has always had a friendly heart, and he immediately went to thank someone for the gift. Feng Ling responded with a few words and then stopped talking. Zhong Jun is used to seeing people's faces, and he is not annoying when he sees them, so he walks away to busy with his own affairs.

The dinner at Luo Bi's family is very rich, grilled, fried, fried, stewed river fresh soup, and the spicy grilled fish with a layer of red, green and green peppers is especially appetizing. Sitting at the table, Luo Bi poked it with chopsticks, and put a small piece into her mouth. Damn, it was so spicy, but it was really delicious.

Poor appetite and unable to hold back the spicy grilled fish, Luo Bi ate a Jinyu weighing more than a catty by herself. Feng Ling glanced at it, silently took away the chopsticks from her hand, gave her a glass of juice, and refused to eat it. up.

After the meal, the table was cleared, and the family sat around and chatted.

Luo Hang washed a honeydew melon and cut it open, took a bite of the melon juice, Guan Zhuting was full of praise: "It's so sweet, I never thought that the melon grown outside the safe zone would be so delicious."

Honeydew melons are crisp and sweet, and the skin of the melon will crack when touched with a knife. Luo Hang has never seen such a crisp melon. His daughter planted it by herself, so he was not polite. He ate a melon by himself, and if Luo Bi asked him to eat it again, Luo Hang waved his hand and refused to eat it.

Two days later, Luo Hang asked, "Abi, you don't go to class? I see your classmates go out every day."

"I don't want to go, I have other things to do." Luo Bi thought for a while, and then dialed a message to the instructor Liuqin: "Mr. Liu, can you get me some vegetable seeds?"

"I can't." Liuqin refused to ask any questions.

Very good, Robbie threw out the bait: "I have fresh honeydew melons, I'll send you a box."

The ones that can be taken out to give to the instructor must be nutritious. Liuqin thought for a moment and asked, "How many seeds do you want?"

Robbie was blunt: "The more the better."