Interstellar travel, a beloved companion, a magnificent and turbulent otherworld.

If Ye Zixuan knew, he would definitely hug her like a big puppy, burying his head in her neck and shoulder and acting spoiled:

"Hehe, you know me so well, Ali. I can't help it, didn't you see the lavish dishes on the table?"

"A super seafood platter, dry pot pork intestines, braised meat platter, roast duck, roast goose, pan-fried lamb chops, roast suckling pig, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, lion's head meatballs, dry pot bullfrog, spicy grilled fish, king crab, cheese lobster, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork belly, spicy rabbit meat..."

He couldn't possibly report it all; it was truly the most sumptuous meal he had ever had on his own dining table since he had opened the door to the world of gastronomy.

This is nothing compared to the Manchu Han Imperial Feast! It boasts over a hundred dishes, including the truly impressive chicken stew with mushrooms, sweet and sour pork, pork stew with vermicelli, braised pork ribs, Dongpo pork knuckle, and braised goose in an iron pot...

In addition, the food on the table catered to everyone's tastes, including sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty flavors, and used all kinds of cooking methods such as frying, stir-frying, braising, stewing, and marinating.

"Hey, Sister Mo, brothers-in-law, please eat as much as you like, don't be shy, we guarantee you'll be full, and there'll be more if you're still hungry."

Mo Li: "......"

His lips twitched?

Ye Zixuan: "......"

Happiness came so suddenly? Smash it, smash it, I can definitely handle it.

Dongfang Yu: "..."

Guan Yunzhou: "......"

Emperor: "..."

The three people behind them exchanged a fleeting glance in the air, their eyes conveying a sense of Alexander.

They were genuinely worried that their stomachs wouldn't be able to hold it all.

On ordinary days, there are about a dozen or twenty dishes on the table at home for each meal. If it is a holiday that Mo Li mentioned, there will be at most thirty dishes to celebrate and add to the festive atmosphere.

Even if they don't say anything, their bellies are always round and full, just like their own babies.

Then, under the pretext of cultivating in the "small vegetable garden," he immediately went to the fruit tree that Mo Li had forced to grow, which he simply thought bore pretty fruit. As for its effects, well, it aided digestion. He picked a few fruits from the tree that he thought had accumulated some fruit to help with digestion.

Almost every time they bumped into each other, and there was always a hint of awkwardness in their staring at each other.

If anyone wasn't embarrassed, it would be Ye Zixuan. He immediately said, "This fruit looks delicious, sweet and sour. I didn't expect you guys to like it too."

Do they like it? They're doing it to aid digestion.

A familiar, faint awkwardness quietly spread through the air...

Because they knew that they would soon be going to the "little vegetable garden" to pick fruits that aid digestion.

Ok!

Since it's happened so many times already, let's just keep running into each other. It's like we've reached a tacit understanding to some extent.

"Sister Mo, you must try this! This pork knuckle is tender and bouncy, it melts in your mouth and leaves a lingering fragrance. This is one of the signature dishes of that chubby chef who cooks for state banquets."

At the same time, another pair of chopsticks reached over and directly grabbed a large piece with a "whoosh." At that moment, Ye Zixuan felt that he could live for tens of thousands of years.

There are just so many delicious foods!

He can't finish it all, he really can't finish it all.

"Little Xiaoxiao, do you have lots of delicious food at home?"

Mentioning this immediately perked Du Xiaoxiao up; she raised her head high, her pretty face displaying a proud yet reverent expression.

"Of course. Our country and hometown have a long and rich culinary culture spanning five thousand years. Everything that flies in the sky, runs on the ground, or swims in the sea can be cooked into delicious dishes. In short, there are countless kinds of food. There is nothing a chef cannot make, only things you can't imagine."

"Suck it..."

Faced with a table full of delicious food, Ye Zixuan's mouth watered even more.

Upon hearing this, Mo Li's eyes flickered, and a faint longing spread through her heart, but it vanished in an instant.

She now has a true home in this world, five husbands who love her deeply and treat her with tenderness, and five children who are connected to her by blood.

Her roots had already taken hold, and the moment her babies were born, she could vaguely sense that the world no longer harbored that faint sense of rejection towards her.

Now, who can say she isn't a native?

Du Xiaoxiao's words gave Ye Zixuan and the others a different kind of longing.

"Alright, hurry up and eat. Can't you see how much the little ones are drooling and keep reaching out their little hands to grab some?"

The kids: "......"

Mommy, Daddy, don't you love your baby anymore?

The little ones want to eat delicious meat, so give them some meat.

Du Xiaoxiao smiled indulgently and took out five portions of minced meat made with organic ingredients and personally prepared by a top nutritionist. As soon as they were opened, a fragrant aroma of meat wafted out.

The babies couldn't hold back any longer and couldn't sit still in their high chairs. Now they were not only stretching out their chubby little hands, but also kicking and thrashing their little hands.

He really looked like a little soldier, striving to get his own prize. Even Xiao Li Bao was so anxious that he stretched out one little hand, half of his little body and head, while the other little hand started looking for help, struggling to pull on his father's sleeve, trying to lift it up and help him get it.

Guan Yunzhou affectionately stroked Xiao Li Bao's nose, which was a pale pink color and had tiny beads of sweat on it from rubbing too hard and being too hasty. Then he took out a handkerchief and gently and carefully wiped it for her.

"Little carp, don't rush, Daddy will feed you right away, okay?"

hear the words

Little Carp turned its head, its bright, dark grape-like eyes sparkling as it looked at its father, its little mouth making cheerful sounds: "Ee-ee-ya-ya..."

Seeing that she had successfully asked for help, the other four children turned around and tugged at their fathers' sleeves as well.

What can other fathers do?

You can only spoil your own child!

The scene became exceptionally warm, except for Ye Zixuan, who fed his cub a bite of minced meat, and then picked up his chopsticks to put a piece of braised pork into his own mouth.

"It's delicious, it smells so good! Doesn't it smell amazing, little one? It's a pity you're too young to eat all this delicious food. But the minced meat looks pretty tasty."

Little Ruibao, who was enjoying his food, felt like his food was being targeted by a hungry wolf, so he ate even faster.

Eat it!

Eat them all!

That way it won't be stolen, right?

Mo Li glanced at the interaction between the father and son and smiled helplessly.

Lunch took a full hour and a half because I had to take care of the babies.

Everyone was secretly rubbing their stomachs, trying hard to suppress the urge to burp.

I've never endured anything like this before.

We're already so full, but there's still a third of the food left on the table.

They should be thankful that when Kyle started eating, he divided each dish in half and put them in the kitchen's temperature-controlled storage.

No one thought anything of her actions; on the contrary, they approved of them. Natural food in interstellar space was too scarce and too precious, and wasting it was truly a sin.