The Married Beast Marshal of the Stars

Chapter 90

The nun felt as if she had been hit on the head by someone, her head was buzzing, and golden sparks exploded in front of her eyes. The old man sat stiffly on the bed, his expression was erratic, and he did not react for a long time.

This was the first time she overheard her son murmuring in his sleep, not the nightmare-ridden exclamations, nor the youthful and arrogant words, but... natural and skillful coquettishness?

The target of her coquettishness was still the rumored fierce and cruel Gu Yin.

The nun felt that her whole world was turned upside down for a moment.

——The ferocious interstellar beast was washing the dishes in their kitchen, but the arrogant and aloof little son was begging for a hug in his sleep.

terrible.

The old man walked out of the room in a daze, leaned against the wall and stroked his heart. When he raised his eyes, he saw Gu Yin holding a flower pot and walking to the small blind at the end of the corridor to put it away.

"Mom, are you scared?" Gu Yin smiled sheepishly, playing with the leaves of the water lily with his fingers, and said, "Xiao Ling told me before that this plant likes light. I saw that its leaves are a little yellow. Just move it to the window to dry it in the sun."

"Oh." The nun said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Gu Yin received the praise, and the smile on his face became deeper. When he was washing the dishes just now, he casually put on a sky blue apron with a rabbit printed on it. Later, he kept looking for work and never took it off.

A tall man who didn't look very annoying at first glance, wearing a narrow apron, looked down at her and looked down on her. The nun couldn't explain how she felt.

She was still confused at first, was this Gu Yin possessed by someone? Why, he didn't have any airs at all, but was like a big dog, a little one who was carefully trying to please his master, just to get a word of approval. and praise.

If this is Gu Yin's method, it is really not necessary. He could do some unspeakable things in Xiu Ling's bedroom, or even give orders to Xiu Ling's family, and no one would dare to disobey him.

But he was wandering around working. After arranging the flowers, he came out with a mop and mopped the corridor carefully.

The floor was only wiped until it was shiny enough to be seen.

The nun was shaken by him and had a headache. It was more of a psychological fear. She said tremblingly: "Stop and take a rest." She was stupid

. Don't look at Gu Yin who was working hard and hard for the Xiu family. That was He acted on a whim, and when one day the enthusiasm subsided, he would inevitably regret it in his heart when he recalled the stupid things he had done, and he would find someone to vent his anger on. Didn't Xiu Ling suffer a disaster at that time?

For the sake of my son, I can't trouble this great Buddha.

Gu Yin said: "I am idle and I am idle. This little thing is nothing. Mom, I just saw from the window that there is a small piece of land behind our house. Do you want to grow vegetables there?" "

That small piece of land was newly opened. The Xiu family's parents did foolishly plant it into a vegetable garden. However, the vegetable garden was only half-opened. In order to welcome their little son who was about to return home, work was temporarily suspended.

"Mom, have you bought rapeseed?" Gu Yin put the mop aside: "I have grown vegetables before and have experience. I will take care of the vegetable planting."

Sister: "..."

She was silent for a few seconds, and her brain seemed to be shut down, and she let out a soft "Ah"?

Gu Yin said again: "Mom, what are you stupid to plant? I'll ask someone else to buy the vegetable seeds and send them over." The

nun hurriedly waved her hands: "There's no need to bother, the vegetable seeds are all bought."

"Where are they?" ?"

The nun was in a daze: "In the second drawer under the kitchen counter."

Gu Yin walked down the stairs in three or two steps, turned into the kitchen and took out the vegetable seeds. He stood downstairs and raised his hand to the nun: "Mom, I'll plant them. The food is ready."

"Ah?" The nun held on to the carved handrail. Before she could say anything, Gu Yin had already changed his shoes and strode out of the living room.

Xun Sheng also stood up at this time. He looked at his nun, took the coat from the hanger and put it on. He casually said: "I'm going to help."

After saying that, he walked out of the living room without saying a word.

Sister: "..."

Is she old? What? She can't understand any of these two giant Buddhas?

After some self-doubt, the nun decided not to go to the hospital again. She came to the door of her eldest son's room and prepared to see him.

Xiu Cheng had just woken up and was sitting on the bed, frowning slightly as if there was something he couldn't understand.

Xiu Cheng's room did not have permission for his mother, so the door opened automatically and Xiu's mother walked in carefully.

"Xiao Cheng, didn't you take a nap?"

"You woke up." Xiu Cheng pressed his forehead and suddenly asked: "Mom, when I was eighteen years old, where did you put the marriage sign that I went to the temple to ask for? "?"

The nun was stunned: "What? Marriage sign?"

"It's the kind of red wooden sign inserted in the shrine, with divine instructions engraved on it." Xiu Cheng asked anxiously: "I'll take it back I forgot to put it somewhere at home, did you put it away for me?"

Sister: "No, no."

Her expression calmed down, and she said with a smile: "No, little Cheng, did you remember that? Wrong, when you were eighteen years old, you went to the temple not to ask for your marriage fortune, but for your academic fortune. At that time, the divine fortune also said that you would be a professor in the future." At

that time, Xiu Ling was naughty, and Xiu Cheng When he came home with his study visa, he jumped out from nowhere, snatched it away, shook his head and read it again, with his eyes wide open: "Brother, this is amazing, you will be a professor of Xiu from now on."

Later, he simply refused. He called me "brother" again, but it was the professor's fault instead of the professor's, and the quarrel lasted for a long time.

Sister Xiu Yu recalled this past event vividly and said with a smile: "I complained to your father at that time: This fool is an adult, and his brain is not clear yet, and he doesn't know how to ask for a marriage sign for himself. ."

After she finished speaking, she looked at her son, expecting to see Xiu Cheng's shy smile, but unexpectedly, Xiu Cheng frowned, his lips trembled, and murmured: "Impossible, I will never remember it wrong. "Mom, no matter how stupid you are, did you remember it wrong? I did ask for the marriage lottery."

The god of the marriage lottery said that he would meet his destiny under a big sycamore tree. That man, that destined man, was handsome and dressed in white.

But later, he didn't remember whether he met a man in white under the sycamore tree.

After so many years, things have changed and he now has a partner. It stands to reason that the young man at that time could just seal up his thoughts and not have to take them out to savor again. But for some reason, Xiucheng always felt that he shouldn't forget such an important thing, so he eagerly found the wooden stick and used it to retrieve the hazy memory.

The nun's mother was aware of her son's terrifying memory ability. Hearing her son's determination, her heart began to waver, and she wondered if she had forgotten her memory. Xiu Cheng asked for a study permit, maybe it happened when he was seventeen years old, she Remembered to be eighteen years old.

"Um..." Sister Sister was surprised and confused: "Did I remember it wrong? But I really don't remember collecting the marriage lottery for you. I do have one of Xiao Ling's marriage lottery here." Xiu Cheng suddenly stood up and took out the marriage lottery from

the closet . He dug inside and took out a small red lacquered wooden box that he used to hold small items. He took out the key and opened it. He carefully rummaged through it for ten minutes before sitting on the bed slumped: "No." "Did you

bring it with you? The Xun family?" Sister Sister guessed.

Xiu Cheng's face turned slightly pale and he was noncommittal.

The nun said: "If you can't find it, don't look for it. You can't trust that kind of thing. It's of no use. If you lose it, just throw it away." It is

indeed of no use, and God showed it. The predictions above don't seem to come true either. Xiu Cheng thought for a moment and sighed.

"Did you have lunch? How much did you eat?" Xiu's mother was more concerned about her son's health than her marriage fortune: "Are you hungry now? I'll make you something to eat?"

Xiucheng's diet has been special since she became pregnant. Irregular, full after meals, hungry after meals, not on the same page as others. The Xun family specially hired two aunts to serve his food. No matter when he was hungry, they would be on call and cook him food in various ways.

"You should eat wontons." Xiu Cheng said, "It's best to put some sesame sauce in the soup."

Xiu's mother agreed and told her son not to think too much, and went downstairs to cook the wontons.

She had just finished cooking it and had not put it in the bowl when the kitchen door opened with a ding and a figure walked in.

The nun knew it was an Omega by feeling, and thought it was Xiu Cheng, so she said, "It will be ready soon. Has your taste changed now? You didn't eat chopped green onions before. Do you want to add some chopped green onions to enhance the flavor now?" "

I don't have any taste." "Change." A clear voice came from behind, and then two arms affectionately hugged her waist. The visitor smiled and said: "Mom, you are really a wise, wise and mighty person. Good mother, how do you know I'm stupid for eating wontons?"

The nun was scooping up the wontons.

"This bowl is for your brother. If you want to eat it, I'll cook another bowl for you."

"Oh..." Xiu Ling seemed a little disappointed, but soon became lively again: "I'll give it to my brother." Bring it over."

The nun patted his paw that was stretched out to the edge of the bowl and scolded: "It's hot, you have such delicate skin and tender flesh, you can't carry it. Let the robot come over and carry it."

Xiu Ling had no choice but to call him and sit quietly in the living room. The butler robot in the background stood quietly, watching it take away the tempting bowl of wontons, and couldn't help but swallow.

My mother-in-law is a good cook, and her wontons are even better. The skin is thin and the filling is tender. I don't know what seasonings she put in it. I took a bite and the fragrance lingered on my lips and teeth. The nun often packs a bag and puts it in the crisper, so she can eat and cook it as needed.

"I dare you to take a sip of soup." Xiu Ling stared at the remaining half pot of soup and licked his lips.

The nun laughed: "What? Like a hungry ghost? Didn't you have lunch? Are you full?"

"You are full, but still stupid? Eat wontons." Xiu Ling said confidently: "If you don't eat a bowl of wontons when you go home, you will I feel like something is missing."

The nun gave him a bowl of soup and put it on the cooking table: "Heat it, drink it later."

Xiu Ling acted like a child, bending down and bulging. He blew the air hard into the bowl with his cheeks, as if blowing like this would make the soup cool immediately.

The nun added some more water to the pot, covered it, and waited for the water to boil.

"Did you sleep well just now?"

Xiu Ling focused on blowing and nodded without taking any time to speak.

The nun didn't realize that she was dumbfounded by his soft "I want a hug." Even though she had been married for decades, she couldn't help but blush and coughed: "Jet lag?" "Yes?

" ."

Sister: "...Did you wake up from the wine?"

She just slept for more than an hour, so she shouldn't be able to wake up from the wine. The nun turned to look at her son and saw that his movements were childish and his expression was a bit dull. He was obviously still drunk.

"Eat the wontons and then go back to sleep." The nun gave the order. It's outrageous for an Omega to be so drunk.

"Yeah."

Xiu Ling moved a small bench and sat on it obediently, holding a small soup bowl and sipping the soup in it.

Just like when I was a child.

The nun's heart instantly softened, and she couldn't even say any harsh words. She opened the fresh-keeping cabinet and took out the wontons, and heard her son sitting on the small bench say, "Mom, cook more. After a while, Gu Yin will be hungry after planting vegetables."

Sister: "..."

This Is this the first time Xiu Ling turned his elbow outward?

The old man is mentally unbalanced. She cooks ravioli in a smoky manner, and her son doesn't even say thank you for her hard work. Instead, she thinks about that beast in all her good deeds. How... is this inappropriate?

"You." Xiu Ling nodded her son's forehead vigorously, saying, "An Omega, why? So? Unreserved?"

Xiu Ling turned her slow head and blinked.

"Gu Yin is long and short, Gu Yin is short all day long. Three words cannot be separated from Gu Yin."

His mother's words are like a wind in his ears. Xiu Ling is not very good. He listens carefully - even if he is stupid and serious, at this moment, he can't do it. Can't concentrate. Suddenly he thought vaguely: "Gu Yin is short? Gu Yin is not short at all."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Ling drives for the second time...

Xiao Ling, you are an innocent Omega, you can't be so sentimental. !