Me and My Two Bosses' Systems

'What do these mean?' Li Xingyu tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"Ahem... It's nothing, just a little hobby of the main system. If you're not used to it, we can help you remove it." Han Qing coughed, her gentle voice carrying a hint of amusement and embarrassment.

"Oh, it's nothing, I was just a little curious." Li Xingyu thought to herself, "The main system's little hobby is quite unique, I didn't realize."

"Little Feather, are you all better?" Si Zian's voice came as he pushed the door open and entered, interrupting Li Xingyu's inward complaints.

"Um... I've already recorded a few songs and I'm checking them now. I lost track of time while listening to them." Li Xingyu smiled sheepishly.

"So I came to remind Little Feather, huh? By the way, what does Little Feather think of Euphnar?" Si Zian sat down on the soft sofa at Li Xingyu's prompting.

Si Zian nestled curiously in the beanbag chair, and couldn't help but poke the soft, fluffy sofa beneath him with one hand.

“Brother Nar? That’s great~” Li Xingyu said, then realized that Si Zi’an wasn’t asking about that.

"Oh~ Grandpa Zian, did you choose Brother Nar?" Li Xingyu realized what was happening and asked, but looked at Si Zian with a smile without saying a word.

“Well, Nar is a good kid in every way. You get along well with him, and his age is also suitable, so he was selected.” Si Zi’an imitated Li Xingyu’s movements, slumping himself on the beanbag chair, but his muscles were still a little tense.

"Aww~ Sure, I like Brother Nar too. Grandpa Zian, aren't we going to eat? Come on, come watch me record a song this afternoon?" Li Xingyu looked at Si Zian, who was nestled on the beanbag chair with his tail wagging, and extended an invitation with a smile.

"Is it okay? Will Little Feather feel uncomfortable if I'm here?" Si Zian immediately became excited, but then seemed to think of something and hesitated.

"It's alright, it's okay with the family. At most, they'll feel a little ashamed. Let's go, don't keep Great-Grandma and Grandma waiting for us." Li Xingyu knew what Si Zian was worried about, and stood up with a smile.

Because Si Zian is often away on missions, most of his understanding of Li Xingyu comes from Li Manzhou and the few people he can contact. Therefore, his impression of Li Xingyu is still that she is very socially anxious, although she has only improved a little bit now.

"Okay, let's go. What time does Little Feather start this afternoon? Does she want to take a nap?" Si Zian reluctantly got up from the beanbag chair and walked towards the door with Li Xingyu.

"Hmm... I'm going to take a nap, it should start around 2:30 pm, right?" Li Xingyu was a little unsure, but she didn't have anything to do today, so she could have a little more time to sleep.

'Ah~ another fulfilling day. This damn world, I don't want to stay here even for a day longer~' Li Xingyu thought to herself, "I'm devastated by this world," but on the surface, she smiled and went downstairs to eat with Si Zian.

Of all things, eating is the most important. Life is already so hard, can't we at least eat a little more?

Li Xingyu and Si Zian walked briskly towards the restaurant.

"Great-Grandma, Grandma, and Father Lost, I'm sorry, I got a little too engrossed and forgot to check the time," Li Xingyu greeted Li Manzhou and Li Qingyue, who were sitting in chairs.

"It's alright, we anticipated this, which is why we sent Zi'an to call you." Li Manzhou beckoned to Li Xingyu, gesturing for her to come over, her voice gentle and kind.

"Yes, thank you for your help, Great-Grandma and Grandpa Zian. By the way, where are Grandpa Xifeier and my sister?" When Li Xingyu walked over, she glanced at the kitchen and only saw Rice, Hu Yu, Xinghe and Tian Shu cooking.

"Hsifiel and Huahua went to the storage room to get some ingredients and put them in the kitchen storage room. That way, it will be easier for Xiaoyu to make whatever food she wants." Li Qingyue took Li Xingyu's hand, made her sit next to her, and smiled and nodded to Si Zian behind her.

"Oh~ I see~ Then I'll make some pastries this afternoon to treat Grandpa and my sister. It's hard work." Li Xingyu released the floating ball. Since she had nothing else to do, she decided to do a mukbang to fill up some time.

"Hmm? Is Little Feather going to make pastries this afternoon? But don't you have to record songs?" Si Zian tilted her head in confusion.

"Oh, Grandpa Zian, I can do it when I'm resting. You, Great-Grandma, Grandma, and Lost's Dad will all have to help out." Li Xingyu stuck out her tongue at Si Zian.

“Okay, when the time comes, just tell Grandpa what you need him to do, and I’ll do it.” Si Zi’an sat on the other side of Li Xingyu, patted her shoulder, and smiled charmingly.

"Yes, yes, Grandpa and the others are back." Li Xingyu looked at Xifeier and the others who were carrying a lot of things and walking towards the kitchen.

"Hey~ Little Feather, finished recording?" Delas followed Hiffel in and immediately spotted Li Xingyu sitting next to Li Qingyue.

"Not yet, we'll continue this afternoon. Thank you for your hard work, Grandpa, Grandpa Deras, Grandpa Hiffel, Grandpa Ryan, and my sister. I'll make you some pastries this afternoon~" Li Xingyu smiled as she watched Hiffel and the others carry the things into the kitchen.

It wasn't that Li Xingyu didn't want to help, but rather that she couldn't. She couldn't lift the things, and Xifeier and the others looked so relaxed, not even breaking a sweat. Was she supposed to cheer them on from the sidelines? That would be too embarrassing, so she refused.

"Hmm? Great, the grandfathers are really looking forward to it." Qin Feng, who was walking in last, heard Li Xingyu's words and his expression softened.

"Alright, the food is ready, let's eat." At this moment, Fox Yu walked out of the kitchen carrying a plate of stir-fried water spinach, wagging his fiery red tail as he announced that dinner was served.

"Hmm! Dinner's ready?" Li Xingyu heard the sound of dinner being served, turned her head to look at the kitchen door, and cheered.

There were cleaning tools in two corners of the restaurant where people could wash their hands. Li Xingyu went to the cleaning tool closest to her, washed her hands, and then returned to her seat with an expectant look on her face.

Once everyone else was seated, Li Manzhou picked up her chopsticks, and Li Xingyu began one of the happiest things of her day—eating.

"Phew~" Li Xingyu swallowed the last mouthful of pork rib soup with satisfaction, let out a breath, and leaned back in her chair.

Today's lunch menu is: stir-fried water spinach leaves, spicy stir-fried water spinach stems, hot and sour shredded potatoes, stir-fried pork with chili peppers, steamed sea bass, braised pork, and pork rib soup.

Li Xingyu ate with great satisfaction, then took a tissue to wipe her mouth: "Grandpa Ryan, did you move any mung beans this morning?"

"Hmm... yes, but not too much, only about ten kilograms. Little Feather, are you going to make something delicious again?" Ryan had almost finished eating, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and answered Li Xingyu's question.

Li Xingyu only asked after Ryan put down his chopsticks, otherwise it would be immoral to disturb his meal.

"Yes, that should be enough. Do you have any honey at home? Oh~ Grandpa Fox, Xinghe, and Father Lost, there's something I need your help with." Li Xingyu thought about what she needed to make mung bean cakes and continued to ask.

By this time, everyone had almost finished eating and was listening intently to Li Xingyu speak.

"Sure, what kind of help does Little Feather want us to do?" Fox asked with interest, while Lost and Xinghe's gazes also focused on Li Xingyu.

"I need some pastry molds, something like this. I'll need to trouble Father Lost to design the style, and then Grandpa Foxy and Xinghe to make them." As Li Xingyu spoke, she used her mental energy to condense a wooden mold with a pattern.

"Oh? It looks good, little feather." Lost caught the wooden mold that Li Xingyu had placed in front of him using his mental power.

'God-level mental power is really useful!' Lost exclaimed, then carefully examined the small and exquisite mold in his hand.

The mold that Li Xingyu conjured was a small mold with a begonia flower pattern, and the resulting pastries were round pastries with a diameter of about three centimeters.

“The pattern can be anything—flowers, birds, fish, insects, rivers, mountains, plants, animals, or even people. It all depends on Lost’s father,” Li Xingyu shrugged, offering Lost a suggestion.

"Well... Little Feather, what are the requirements for the materials used in this mold?" Fox Yu took the mold handed to him by Lost and asked Li Xingyu, stroking it as he did so.

"Aww~ Yes, as long as it's safe to eat, such as: pear wood, rosewood, walnut wood, jujube wood, red sandalwood, chicken wing wood, etc., are all fine. Or other woods with moderate hardness, easy to carve, and not easy to crack are also acceptable." Li Xingyu thought for a moment, then opened her mouth and started chattering away to Hu Yu and Xinghe.

To be honest, if Li Xingyu hadn't spoken standard Mandarin and was articulate, Hu Yu and Xinghe might not have been able to understand her. Just look at the two Li Xinghua who are practically coiled up like mosquito coils.

"I remember, don't we have Anji white tea at home? Mung bean cake goes best with Anji white tea, I'll brew some for you guys later~" Li Xingyu said, while digging through the corners of her memory.

The interstellar tea culture hasn't disappeared, but a significant portion has been lost. The types of tea are still there, but people don't really know how to brew them.

Li Xingyu remembered that because many people in her family liked the taste of tea, they collected all kinds of tea, just in varying quantities.

"Yes, there is quite a bit of Anji white tea. I'll get it for you in a bit." Xinghe nodded, indicating that she understood and would go get it.

They usually drink different types of tea in rotation. Recently, they have been drinking black tea, and they have put away most of the others.

"Okay, thank you Xinghe. Remember to prepare a porcelain tea set~" Li Xingyu winked at Xinghe, got up and followed the others to the sofa.

"Okay." Xinghe responded softly and followed the others.

The cleaning robot detected that there were no living beings in the restaurant, so it began to tidy up the tables and chairs, clean the room, and so on.

After explaining what they needed to everyone, Li Xingyu went upstairs to tidy up and take a nap.

"Ha~" Li Xingyu closed her eyes, turned off the second alarm she had set, yawned, and slowly got out of bed.

In order not to stand Si Zian up, Li Xingyu set two alarms to wake her up. After all, people and beds are a match made in heaven, and the bed, that little devil, had Li Xingyu completely under its control.

Having found her footing, Li Xingyu strolled leisurely to her music room, a glass of warm water in her hand, which she sipped intermittently.

"Hmm?" Li Xingyu opened the door to the music room, glanced inside, and made a puzzled sound. She took a step back and looked around the room and the outside world.

Is this my own room and my own music room? Why are there so many people inside?

"Great-grandmother, grandmother, grandfather, grandpa Ryan, grandpa Rice, grandpa Hiffel, grandpa Foxy, grandpa Deras, grandpa Zian, dad Lost, sister, Xinghe, Tian Shu? Are you all here?" Li Xingyu's mind was still not very clear, and after calling out to them one by one, she became even more confused.

Although the music room is quite large, it contains many musical instruments and a fully equipped recording studio, leaving little space. The shelves by the door take up even more space.

Therefore, Li Xingyu only placed a lot of round beanbag chairs and various stools of different heights suitable for playing different instruments in the music room. Now the beanbag chairs are basically all used up.

Oh, I left one for her too.

"Well, isn't everything almost done? I heard from Zi'an that you're recording a song... and it's gotten a little better. We'd like to see it too, is that alright?" Li Manzhou coughed lightly, a little embarrassed.

Li Xingyu placed the warm water in her hand on the shelf, walked to the only empty beanbag chair, slumped on it, and started to laze around: "Fine, you can watch if you want, just don't do a live stream."

"Yes, yes, I won't do a live stream, and I won't record it either," Li Xinghua assured Li Xingyu, raising one hand.

Clearly, she was aware of Li Manzhou and Li Qingyue's two mistakes.

Hearing Li Xinghua's words, Li Manzhou and Li Qingyue felt a little embarrassed and looked away from Li Xingyu.

"Okay, I'm starting now. You guys can do whatever you want, except for the live stream." Li Xingyu got up from the beanbag chair and walked to the piano next to the chime bells.

"Ahhhhhhhh~" Li Xingyu ignored everyone else and made a sound to herself.

I skipped this step in the morning because I had already been up for a while and my throat was clear. Now, even after getting out of bed for less than ten minutes, my mind isn't very clear, let alone my throat.

Singing? Sing my foot!

His voice is hoarse and weak, and he's even singing? What is he thinking?

Li Xingyu recorded quite a few songs in the morning, and now she is more adept at operating the system. With a simple change of position, the accompaniment for a song is produced, and then it's just a matter of playing along with the accompaniment.

The melodious and beautiful tone of the guzheng first flowed from Li Xingyu's personal computer, followed by the flute...

Trees surround the village, water fills the ponds.

Leaning on the east wind, I stroll with boundless joy.

The small garden—how much of spring's beauty it holds!

There are peach blossoms~

Plum blossoms white~

Cai~Huahuang~

Far away wall

Hidden thatched cottage

Flying Green Flag~

Flowing water~beside the bridge~

………………

There are peach blossoms~

Plum blossoms white~

Cai~Huahuang~”