The flower-growing soul has an uncertain identity, only farming is stable

This was the first time Mengke cooked after arriving in the interstellar space. The food cooked by the interstellar robots tasted good, so Mengke never thought of cooking it herself. After all, a salted fish can lie down and won't stand up.

Lei Hu came back from a mission today, and you can tell from the seeds and plants he collected that he was very thoughtful.

This is Meng Ke’s first marriage. Although she doesn’t know how to manage a marriage, she also knows that people are interdependent. If her husband treats her well, she should also try her best to treat her husband well.

Robots may cook better than she does, but the care and effort she puts into her cooking is unmatched by robots.

Meng Ke was right to think so. At this moment, Lei Hu's heart was filled with joy. He remembered a passage in ancient literature. He must have been a good man for several lifetimes. Only then could he marry such a good wife thanks to the blessing of the mastermind.

Meng Ke was washing vegetables, and Lei Hu felt sorry for her, so he quickly snatched them away and did it himself.

You know what, even though it was my first time, I did it pretty well.

Meng Ke gave a thumbs-up without hesitation and praised: "My husband is great, he washed it so clean."

Lei Hu laughed and worked more actively.

When he saw his wife was about to take a knife, he immediately grabbed it and said, "How do you cut it? You tell me, I'll do it."

Fearing his wife's insistence, he gave an example: "When we are on a mission, sometimes we find something on the spot and have to cut it up so that it is easier to cook."

Meng Ke nodded, and did not insist on doing it herself, but directed Lei Hu to use the knife.

Lei Hu has good knife skills, learns quickly, and can apply what he has learned to other situations. Soon, the ingredients for two dishes and one soup were served in large bowls.

Interstellar Robot uses a fully enclosed integrated cooking machine to cook, which combines washing, cutting, frying and plating in one machine. Of course, some butler robots are highly intelligent and can artistically arrange food. The food served by the cooking machine will be arranged again, and the finished product will be delicious and fragrant.

Mengke couldn't use a cooking machine to cook, so she asked the housekeeper robot to put together a simple temperature-controllable heating pot.

The pot is very large, fixed in a corner of the kitchen, and has an automatic cleaning function.

Taking into account the fumes produced by cooking, the butler robot also humanely referred to ancient books and made a fume cleaning machine that is more advanced than the ancient range hoods.

Everything was ready, and Meng Ke took out the purified meat and seasonings that had been prepared long ago from the kitchen refrigerator.

After Lei Hu returned home, he learned from the report of the housekeeper robot that Meng Ke had made some minor changes to the kitchen, but he didn't care. As long as his wife was happy, he would even tear down and rebuild the villa.

At this time, I was a little curious to see the big pot in the kitchen. After seeing these ingredients, I couldn't help but pick up a bottle, shake it gently, and smell it.

"Coco, what is this? Seasoning?"

Lei Hu is an elite child from a top aristocratic family, so he has naturally had no shortage of delicacies since he was a child, but he has only heard of kitchen things and has never touched them.

Meng Ke saw Lei Hu playing with several seasoning bottles like a curious baby, so he put his hand back to turn on the heater and carefully explained the taste and function of each seasoning.

Lei Hu listened carefully and wrote down everything.

Meng Ke seemed to think of something and suddenly asked, "Do you sometimes have to cook for yourselves when you're on a mission?"

Lei Hu nodded: "Yes!"

Meng Ke took out three boxes of seasonings from the folding space compartment: "The top box is chili powder, the middle box is Sichuan pepper powder, and the bottom box is ginger powder. I just told you what they are used for. These are all I have on hand right now. You can keep them on hand for now. You never know when you might need them."

It is difficult to find animals and plants with low radiation values ​​in the wild. Sometimes when the nutrient solution is used up, animals and plants with high radiation values ​​will still eat it in order to survive.

The three big boxes that Meng Ke gave were all the stock she had at the moment. They looked like they weighed dozens of kilograms, but in reality, whenever Lei Hu went on a mission with more people, they would only be enough for one or two meals.

Lei Hu was certainly reluctant to kill them all at once, but he also knew very well how brutal his brothers were. If they were discovered, they would definitely kill him in seconds.

So, unexpectedly, just when everyone in the Eighth Legion thought that someone was going home to show off their love again, the group was unusually quiet today.

Interstellar plants are too precious, and there is no rapeseed oil. Meng Ke had thought of this a long time ago and prepared animal fat before Lei Hu came back.

Thanks to Comrade Li Yu's help, the fat meat was just to her liking. After cleaning it, it was stir-fried with oil and tasted very delicious.

Lei Hu ate so much that his ears popped out. Meng Ke stared at the ears, her eyes gradually lighting up.

Ahhh! Panda ears, which flower grower can stand it?

Lei Hu was still a pure little virgin, and his face almost buried in the plate of food when he was looked at by his wife with such a wolf-like look.

Meng Ke was in high spirits and pushed the dishes aside: "Wait, I have prepared a gift for you."

After saying that, she rushed upstairs, and Lei Hu was so frightened that he looked at her in fear, afraid that she would fall.

Meng Ke ran downstairs at the speed of the wind and put a soft fat man on Lei Hu's long legs.

Lei Hu had just finished two large plates of food and a large bowl of soup, and was extremely satisfied.

Suddenly my wife stuffed a black and white object into my arms. When I took it closer, I saw that it was a giant panda!

Soft giant panda!

so cute!

Lei Hu was instantly nervous: "Keke, can you help me hold it for a moment, just for a moment."

Meng Ke was puzzled and took the man in his arms: "What's the matter?"

Lei Hu quickly stood up and rushed to the lounge on the first floor: "I'm going to wash my hands."

Meng Ke laughed: "Go!"

She was happy that the gift she gave to her husband was cherished!

Lei Hu made sure that the panda was clean and tidy before he carefully picked it up.

The giant panda is one meter tall. Mengke made it by hand using the cotton she grew herself. Gu Yin happened to give her his interstellar cotton seeds, which come in both black and white varieties. Mengke didn't need to dye them. The natural color produced a great effect, and Lei Hu couldn't put it down.

“Is this made of cotton?”

Interstellar cotton is not as common as it was before Meng Ke traveled through time. Because it is difficult to grow and extremely easy to mutate, it is defined as an advanced plant.

Gu Jin said that the top clothing companies in the galaxy are proud to use colorful cotton to make clothes, and every piece of natural cotton clothing will be fought over and auctioned.

Meng Ke did not answer Lei Hu's words, but smiled mysteriously and took him to the top floor.

In the sunroom, several black and white cotton plants are growing wildly. Because of their large size, several of them occupy half of the top floor.

Meng Ke pointed at the cotton plant and asked Lei Hu, "I want to make one for Dad. What do you think is suitable?"

Lei Hu's sweet heart froze instantly. He took his wife's hand and shook it: "I can't be a panda."

Meng Ke nodded: "Yes! I will only make a panda for you."

Lei Hu was happy, and he also liked the cotton plants a lot. He suggested heartlessly: "Don't do anything, just give the cotton to my dad."

Meng Ke thought about it and decided, okay, if she didn’t know what to do, she could just send the cotton over. She could find someone to process whatever Lei Hu’s father wanted.

So that night, after Marshal Lei got off work, he saw his naughty son coming to his house with his daughter-in-law, holding a big box in his arms.

"Dad, this is the cotton grown by Coco. I packed it all for you. If you want something, you can find someone to make it yourself."

Only because Lei Hu is his biological son can he speak to Marshal Lei like this.

Marshal Lei also clearly distinguishes between public and private affairs. He is very strict with his son at work, and he is too lazy to restrain his son when he sees him being naughty after get off work. Anyway, this brat is sensible and he doesn't need to worry about him since he was a child.

"come in!"

Meng Ke was very reserved in front of Marshal Lei. The Marshal's Mansion was different from the small villa they lived in. It was guarded by layers of security and had to be inspected.

Therefore, the boxes containing cotton, the wind ornaments made by Meng Ke, and the folding warehouse for packaging the optical computer were all strictly inspected.

When we were allowed in, Marshal Lei had already changed his clothes and was waiting in the living room.

"sit down!"

Lei Hu took Meng Ke's hand and sat down. Marshal Lei glanced at the two holding hands and said nothing.

At this time, the cotton box had been taken away by the butler robot. Lei Hu held the Feng Shui ornament in one hand and placed it carefully on the table.

"This looks like a Feng Shui ornament from an ancient book. Has it been tested?"

Meng Ke sat upright and said, "Not yet."

I just checked at the door to see if there was any danger. As for its effectiveness against mental violence, have you not tested it?

Marshal Lei did not move the ornaments, but continued to ask: "Do you mind the inspection?"

Meng Ke quickly replied: "I don't mind!"

After thinking for a moment, he decided to explain: "I wanted to give this to you. I didn't plan to exchange it for contribution points, so I didn't give it to the sergeant for inspection."

To put it bluntly, I don't have any testing equipment, and it's difficult to get public testing for personal items, so I can only bring it here directly.

Marshal Lei also knew this, so he made a quick operation on the computer and soon someone came with the equipment.

An old man with half-white hair had his fingers trembling after seeing the result. He thought the previous sculpture was already a miracle, but he didn't expect that a Feng Shui ornament could refresh his cognition again.

The old man's hands trembled and tears filled his eyes. "Marshal, this is a miracle, a miracle! The human spirit rebellion is saved, it is saved!"

The marshal's adjutant comforted the old man for a while before sending him away.

Marshal Lei's expression turned serious after he read the test results. "Ms. Meng Ke, have you ever thought about passing on the art of carving?"

When Meng Ke heard the address, she knew that the person in front of her was no longer her father-in-law, but the Marshal of the Alliance, a warrior who could dedicate everything to the Alliance.

Normally, at this time, smart people would know that they should show their loyalty and gain benefits, but Meng didn't think so. Although she had no experience before traveling through time, she had read enough novels to know that for a weak person to gain too much benefits is equivalent to suicide.

So he smiled and said, "If you have no objection, I will live a good life with Lei Hu, and then we will have our own children, and my children will share everything I have equally."

Marshal Lei's eyes were deep, and he did not question Meng Ke's irrelevant words. He felt that his daughter-in-law would not talk nonsense.

As expected, Meng Ke immediately shifted focus to her goal. "I can support myself, and my husband will support me. I don't lack anything. If there's one thing I can use to pass on this carving skill, it's my children. As long as the alliance can provide my children with the corresponding benefits and rewards, teaching them step by step, and even recording instructional videos, it won't be a problem."

Marshal Lei nodded, and was very satisfied with his daughter-in-law. However, he felt a little upset looking at his son next to him, who was moved to tears by the slightest thing.

"Okay! I'll go discuss this. You can record some videos first, preferably with explanations, and send them to me."

This was a preliminary recognition of himself and he was included in the scope of protection. Meng Ke was somewhat happy.

So I started to have another purpose for coming here today: "There's one more thing I want to ask Dad for help with."

"Say!"

Meng Ke mentally organized her words before speaking, "When I entered the Intermediate Academy, my mental strength level was E, and I had no other talents. But after I became an adult, I discovered that I had a talent for planting. Not long ago, my planting talent was upgraded to intermediate level. Then, under the guidance of my teammates, my purification talent was also upgraded to intermediate level. I heard from my teammates that the mental strength of people with intermediate talents is at least B, which makes me a little scared."

Lei Hu didn't understand: "Wife, what are you afraid of? Isn't it a good thing to have high mental strength? If you are worried, I will accompany you to take a test later."

Marshal Lei frowned slightly, feeling that his naughty son still needed some training. Not the kind of physical training, but in-depth training of his IQ and EQ.

"I can help you take a look, don't resist."

Meng Ke immediately knew that the marshal was going to use his mental power to examine her personally, and nodded obediently.

The next second, Meng Ke felt her eyes go dark and her mind went blank. She remembered that she seemed to be cooperating in doing something, but now, why couldn't she even move or speak?

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from my ear: "How do you feel?"

Meng Ke answered subconsciously: "I can't see it."

As soon as he said this, his consciousness returned and he was back in the real world.

Her head was not dizzy or swollen, and everything that happened just now seemed like an illusion. However, Ke Mengke was sure that it was not an illusion. Thinking about what happened before she lost consciousness, she realized that this was the perception of the mental level.

Lei Hu knew that mental perception was very unfriendly to low-level mentalists, so after Meng Ke spoke, he hugged her in his arms and asked, "How are you? Are you hurt?"

He was referring to mental injuries, which are very painful and difficult to recover from.

Meng Ke shook her head: "It's okay, I feel fine."

Probably not injured.

Lei Hu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Meng Ke was indeed fine.

"Dad, what level is Coco?"

Marshal Lei didn't answer directly, but asked another question: "What is your marriage compatibility?"

Lei Hu was surprised: "95%, Dad, didn't I tell you?"

Marshal Lei gave his son a look and let him figure it out for himself.

Lei Hu chuckled: "You know I was too busy at that time, so I must have forgotten."

Marshal Lei didn't want to listen to his son's excuses and dropped a bombshell: "Meng Ke's mental strength level should be similar to yours. Just in case, let's do a final test."

When Meng Ke heard this, she realized that her mental power level was similar to Lei Hu's, so what was Lei Hu's mental power level?

"What's your mental strength level?"

Lei Hu, stunned by the shock, hesitantly said, "SS-level."

Meng Ke's eyes widened. What? SS-level, so she's also one?

Meng Ke turned to look at Marshal Lei, confirming with his eyes.

Marshal Lei was almost amused by the ignorant couple: "Your mental power level is at least S."

He wanted to see when his stupid son would discover the problem.

Lei Hu was worthy of being the youngest major general in the alliance. He quickly realized the biggest problem and hugged his wife with a worried look on his face as he looked her up and down.