From interstellar refugee to marshal's wife

On the Plantation Association side, the dining table of the Third Laboratory was crowded.

Lin Siyu, Wang Damu, Wang Lin, and Zhima all came to the association. Originally they were afraid that Dabao Zhi would be wronged during yesterday's live broadcast, so they rushed over early in the morning to comfort and help. Who knew they would be greeted by a table full of sumptuous lunch.

Zhima was surrounded by a lot of big shots for the first time, looking at this and that...

Fortunately, he was placed next to Zhizhi and Lin Siyu. Zhizhi and Zhima were always confident. After a while, I found that the adults were not that difficult to get along with, so I relaxed and went to watch my son.

After the meal, everyone happily put away their bamboo tube rice, leaving space for Zhi Zhi and her son. The two moved to the small sofa in the living area. Zhima saw a basket of fruits and vegetables she knew and didn't know placed on the coffee table; the green belly underneath was probably 2 watermelons...

Zhi Zhi followed Zhima's gaze and reached out to pat the watermelon. "This melon is not very ripe...it has been there for several days. Mom, do you want to eat it? Take it back to eat when you go back."

Zhi Ma moved her hands together, "Carrying so many rare fruits back will make people miss you. Mom doesn't want to eat them." Although she said this, she still glanced at the full fruit basket.

Zhima doesn't have a space button, so it's natural to walk around the market with these fruits. Zhizhi patted his head and said, "I will buy you a space button when your salary is paid next month. Then you won't be afraid." He stood up, picked up the underripe watermelon, and cut it in half. Holding half of it, I asked Zhimao KFC for a spoon and stuffed it into Zhima's hand.

"Use a spoon to dig in and eat it. The delicious piece in the middle has no seeds." Zhizhi looked at Zhima who was holding a small half of a watermelon with a spoon and was at a loss, so she had to give her a demonstration.

Zhima, who was shocked by this arrogant way of eating, was stuffed with a mouthful of new melon core before she could recover. "It's so sweet!" The crispy and sweet juice of watermelon filled the mouth, "So this is what watermelon tastes like! It's really refreshing and thirst-quenching."

Seeing Zhizhi holding her cheek and looking at her, she scooped out a big spoonful and handed it to Zhizhi, "You eat it too. This thing is rare. Eat more."

Zhizhi took a bite and felt that the watermelon was not ripe no matter how hard she tasted it... "Mom, just feel free to eat it. I eat watermelon all the time." Half of the watermelon in this world is only as big as an ordinary rice bowl in the 23rd century. To put it bluntly, It looks like the size of a small rubber ball.

"There were a lot of people making trouble during Zhi Zhi's live broadcast yesterday. Do you know that you should not go out alone recently and listen to your master and uncle?" Zhi Ma said seriously to her son who was looking for bags of fruit.

"I know, I know~ Mom. Your son is very smart, and I~ just stay in the association, farming and cooking. I can't handle other things, so I won't stand out." Facing a group of loving mothers, Xin Zhi Zhi understood it very well, and before Zhima could continue to explain, she said everything she could think of.

"It's good to know. Master Lin said that as long as you are not exposed, it is safe in the association, but we may have to move."

"Moving?" Zhizhi was a little surprised to hear that she was moving.

"Xilin, you know, he hasn't come to work for several days. Master Lin originally checked the house surveillance to deal with him, but he never showed up. Even today, Master Lin fired him directly without replying to the message."

Zhima talked about house surveillance, and Zhizhi remembered that she seemed to have promised the master to give him a copy of the surveillance. Then he got busy and forgot... Until now, he hasn't checked the surveillance, and he doesn't know what happened. "What did Mom capture on the surveillance camera?"

Zhi Ma put the hollowed watermelon on the coffee table and patted Zhi Zhi's hand. "Fortunately, you went back to the house early that day, otherwise what would have happened if Shirin and her family were let into the yard."

"The whole family is here?" Zhizhi always thought it was just Shilin who wanted to get some benefits or something.

Zhima nodded, "Their family rented an aircraft and parked it not far away. He and his father came knocking on the door, beating and scolding us, which was not pleasant to hear. So Master Lin asked us to move again. That place is not safe."

"But... it's so easy to move somewhere... Did the master say where to move?" The better the human settlement area, the more it is like a carrot and a pit.

Zhima pursed her lips and said, "Master Lin asked me to move to his villa. You can rest assured that I will be there. When the matter is settled and you are stable, we can go out and look for a house."

Seeing that Mom's expression was slightly strange, she said, "Mom, I don't object if you want to fall in love. Master is a very nice person. It's not a bad idea to change your name to Dad~"

The back of her hand was hit slightly hard by Zhima, "Stop talking nonsense! Master Lin's mother is so high up, if she didn't want to hold you back, she would want to go back to her parents' house to hide."

"Why are you going back? Since grandpa lost me, grandma won't care about your life or death at all." Zhizhi held Zhima back. "Mom, don't talk nonsense just to be shy. We finally cleared up the relationship with both parties. Now we will find the trouble we will have when we go back. And I'm serious, if you like someone, you can find another one~ I really don't object ~"

She held Zhima's hand and shook it from side to side, smiling coquettishly. Zhima blushed a little at his fuss, and threw away his hand and gave him a harmless look.

"Okay, okay! I won't say anything anymore~ How about I take you to visit the planting association~" Zhi Zhi raised his hands in surrender.

"That's pretty much it~" Zhima responded playfully and arrogantly.