Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

In the morning, the chief's wife prepared the meal and was about to call Sifos, but she saw someone pushing the door and coming in from outside.

"Good morning, Mr. Seaforth. I was just about to call you for dinner. Are you out yet?"

"Well, I went out for a walk and went back to the starship to make some milk for Wei'er."

Of course, I did more than just make milk. I also took a shower, changed clothes, and of course the most important thing was to contact my lover.

There is no signal base station on the planet Goodall, so if you want to contact the outside world, you can only return to the starship. I had just arrived yesterday and was very nervous. When I had some free time and wanted to send a message, I found that it was going in circles and couldn't send it out.

Guessing that his wife must be worried after not contacting him for so long, Sifos got up early this morning and returned to the starship with his daughter. He told his wife about his experiences over the past two days, and also sent a lot of photos and videos. Finally, he told his wife to relax and that their daughter would be treated soon.

Mrs. Sivers, who received this long string of messages, made a video call without even having time to read them.

Seeing her husband and daughter appear on the other side of the screen, Mrs. Sivers was so happy that she was at a loss for words and immediately called the whole family to watch it together.

After chatting for more than half an hour, Sifos had to remind them: "I have to go back. They might get anxious if they can't find anyone. I will take Wei'er to the priest for treatment today. I will report to you in the evening or tomorrow. Don't worry if you can't hear from me. Love you. Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Sifos walked through the sacrificial field full of drunks, said a few words to the team members he met, and then came back. Of course, there was no need to tell the other party about this.

"Oops!" The woman patted her head hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I was so careless. I forgot that she needs milk now and didn't prepare it in advance."

"fine."

The chief's wife was very thoughtful and prepared several breakfast items for fear that Sifos might not be able to get used to the food here.

When Gantz came down and saw it, he couldn't help but exclaim "Wow".

"Come and sit down to eat, you're welcome." The chief's wife invited Sifos to sit down, and then continued to work, bringing up several dishes one after another.

Sifos couldn't help but look sideways and asked the chieftain who was sitting next to him, "Isn't your wife coming to dine with us?"

The chief wiped his mouth, put down the bowl and said, "Qiao Niang is just like that. She won't sit down to eat until she's done with her work. She won't come out until the last dish is done and everything in the kitchen is cleaned up."

Sifos was a little surprised. He had noticed last night that it was the mistress who was busy all the time, and there were no other servants or maids. He thought that the mistress did it herself to show her importance, but he didn't expect that there was no one else at all.

"You don't have any servants in your house?"

The chief was stunned.

Sifos explained: "It means servants, servants or workers."

These words attracted everyone's attention.

The eldest prince Gan Li asked carefully: "Mr. Xifus, are you referring to slaves? Do you have slaves there?"

Sifos shook his head and denied, "No, that's not the case. The two are quite different. Slaves have no dignity, no freedom, and do excessive physical labor every day. But servants are just employed by you and get paid by doing reasonable labor such as housework. Apart from that, there is no difference between you and them, and you enjoy equal human rights. Rich families in our place will spend money to hire people, which is a very common phenomenon, but raising slaves is illegal in our place."

Several young people breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time they were very interested in what Seaforth meant by "servants". This was the first time they had heard of such a term.

"Won't the 'servants' feel ashamed? Won't others look down on them?" asked the second prince Gan Yi.

"No. Those who can afford to hire servants are all rich people, so the compensation they receive is not low. Some of them are even paid more than some people with decent jobs in society. As for whether they will be discriminated against by others... People with tinted glasses exist everywhere."

"Oh——" Although there were some unfamiliar words in Sifos's words that they could not understand, it did not prevent them from understanding the meaning of the words.

This is a completely new concept, which they have never accepted in their previous cognition. In the history of their tribe, they have been invaded and enslaved by others, so they have been taught from childhood to be strong and self-reliant. In their impression, such a job as serving others like a slave is shameful and lowly.

The chief thought about it and understood: "Just like the mutual help among our tribesmen, I will exchange my wheat seeds for your vegetable seeds. If there is nothing to exchange, I will help your family with some farm work."

Sifos nodded: "That's about right. As the leader of a clan, you should have a large family and a lot of wealth, but you don't have a single servant at home. Why is that?"

The chief laughed loudly and said, "Although I am a chief, everyone else has what I have. This planet is so big, with so many mountains and lakes. We have endless land to plant and endless fish to catch. Everyone can take what they need. We should all work together for collective work. My role is just to gather everyone together."

"My own chores are just cleaning and cooking. The women here are very capable. If you can't do the housework well and have to hire others to help, you will be laughed at. Besides, we are all in the same tribe, and everyone knows each other. No one is embarrassed to order anyone around, hahahaha."

"I see."

"What are you talking about? You're laughing so happily." The chief's wife asked curiously.

"It's nothing, Qiao Niang, please sit down and eat."

……

After finishing his meal, Sifos started to tease his daughter. Today he gave his daughter a small hat with fur balls on both sides, and now he was teasing her with the fur balls like he was teasing a cat.

Xu Weiwei: Dad is so childish. Never mind. Just give him a couple of slaps for his face.

"Gantz, after you finish your meal, take Mr. Sifos to see the priest in a bullock cart," the chief instructed.

"Oh." Ganz, who was eating a steamed bun, stuffed the last bite into his mouth, then picked up the bowl of porridge and ate it quickly. He drank it all in one go, put the bowl down with a snap, stood up and said vaguely, "Elbow."

The chief's wife glared at him and lectured him, "Swallow your food before you talk."

The chief helped to harness the ox cart and led it to the gate.

Sifos looked at the big yellow cow expressionlessly, then looked at the child next to it who was not even as tall as his waist: So, should he ride it or should I?

It was not until Ganz climbed onto the frame and sat down, holding the reins in his hands, that Sifos breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it turned out that he didn't have to ride...

"Come up and sit down, Mr. Sifos!" Ganz greeted him warmly.

Sifos said yes, held Xu Weiwei in his arms, stepped onto the cart, and sat at the back. Looking at the thin Ganz in front of him, Sifos felt a little guilty, but he thought that he didn't know how to drive a cart, so he couldn't help even if he wanted to.

At this moment, the invincible General Sifos fell into self-doubt...

"drive!"

It was not until Gantz skillfully whipped the ox's butt, and the ox cart started and turned smoothly onto the road, that Sifos gradually felt relieved.

Looking at Gantz, who was so capable in front of him, Sifos fell into the common problem of most parents: much better than my son.

Kane, who was watching TV at home: A-choo!