The heroine of fast time only wants to open

Chapter 74 Interstellar Mecha Female Boss4
Chu Yin looked at her daughter pleadingly.

Under her intensely hopeful gaze, Hua Xian nodded stiffly.

In my memory, Mother Chu was a very weak woman.

She never spoke loudly, and no matter how much Chu Shihui got into trouble and made trouble, she never scolded her severely.

At most, he is like this now, with his face full of sorrow and pain, and his eyes red and filled with tears.

Who can resist this.

Huanxian went back to his room, threw himself on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

She had to think carefully about what the main plot of this novel was.

The main plot of this modern romance novel is related to my brother Guan Chang.

Therefore, after Guan Chang has a good material foundation and completes his studies, the main plot is over.

According to the regulations of the bookstore world, taskers can explore and expand the plot at will.
But there is one most basic condition, which is that it cannot deviate from the main plot.

For example, the main plot of a novel is to become an actress in the entertainment industry.

Then the missionaries cannot escape from the entertainment industry.

Otherwise, the mission will be considered failed.

Therefore, she had to determine the main line of the current science fiction article before making the next plan.

Hua Xian thought of the giant mecha he saw in the demonstration classroom last night, and thought of his current situation:

She was caught in puppy love and missed today's monthly assessment. For the sake of her stepfather, the school gave her one last chance.
That is next month's monthly assessment. If she fails to pass each class, she will pack her things and leave.

Xian Xian sat up from the bed and squinted his eyes involuntarily.

the other side

The principal left Qu Yan's mother and son behind, but found an excuse to send Qu Yan's mother away and talked to Qu Yan alone.

The scheming principal first gave Qu Yan a sharp look and asked where the two of them had been last night.

Qu Yan suddenly became excited and realized very smartly that the principal was lying to him.

He said with sincerity:

"Mr. Principal, yesterday I couldn't think of anything and wanted to go to the lake to relax. Who would have thought that my roommate would misunderstand me? During this period, I only went to the artificial lake and didn't ask anyone to jump into the lake with me."

The principal looked at his big sincere eyes and asked suspiciously:

"Really? You haven't been to the demonstration classroom?"

Qu Yan swore to God without blushing and without a beating heart:
"The display classroom is expressly stipulated by the school and cannot be entered during non-open hours. I will never knowingly do so. Please trust me, principal."

"What about Chu Shihui?"

Qu Yan opened his eyes wide:

"Mr. Principal, do you think a little girl who can't even pass basic fighting skills can evade the patrolling surveillance robots with so many guards in the demonstration classroom?"

What he said was very technical.

If the principal said he believed it, it would be an admission that the school's security system had loopholes. Otherwise, why wouldn't he be able to watch a girl who couldn't pass basic fighting skills?

Isn't the face of the Golden Cross completely humiliated?

So in this case, the principal could only rule out the suspicion of Chu Shihui.

The principal stared at him for a long time, and saw that he didn't seem to be lying, so he believed him.

So who did the mecha imaging engineering drawing last night?
Why can't I find any clues?
Seeing that nothing useful could be found after questioning, Qu Yan was sent home to write a review.

When Qu Yan came out of the office, the short sleeves of his school uniform were soaked with cold sweat.

He had to find an opportunity to block the secret passage to the display classroom.

At dinner time, Xi Zheng came home with a tall, thin boy with short black hair.

The boy's face is somewhat stern, with prominent features and fair skin.

He doesn't seem to talk much, and he is wearing a Japanese-style light blue shirt and jacket.
Regardless of his figure or appearance, he is the type that can attract the attention of girls at a glance when placed in a crowd.

The moment Hua Xian saw him, the system prompt sounded in his ears: [The male second branch plot is unlocked, please play freely as the host, the branch plot is not mandatory. 】

Speaking of the mandatory aspect, the bookstore is quite user-friendly.

It generally doesn't do such crazy things as erasing missionaries.
Even if the mission fails, it will only be a more serious punishment.

Chu Yin asked the housekeeping robot to cook a table of delicious dishes, some of which she cooked herself.

Seeing how busy she was, Hua Xian suddenly understood why a man of such status as Xi Zheng wanted to marry Chu Yin.

Chu Yin is gentle and submissive enough, and her mother's family has no background, so she is very suitable for being a wife.

And with her non-competitive nature, there is no need to worry about Xi Ran being offended because of this stepmother.

"Shishi, give your Uncle Xi a cup of tea. If it weren't for your Uncle Xi, you wouldn't have studied in the future. You have to be grateful. Come here, give it to you, and be obedient."

Chu Yin put the tea cup into Hua Xian's hand and urged her eagerly.

Fancy didn't move, lowered his head and continued to eat the meal which didn't taste very good.

The food in Big Star is basically artificially synthesized, and the taste is vastly different from that grown and raised under natural conditions.

The scene became awkward for a while.

Xi Ran, who was sitting across the dining table, raised the corners of his mouth mockingly.

Chu Shihui didn't like him, just like he didn't think highly of her.

This nominal sister has nothing but good looks.

Especially after Chu Shihui came to his house a few months ago and broke one of his cherished mecha models into pieces.

Xi Ran completely drew a clear line with her.

If his father hadn't forced him to come here today, he would have never wanted to see Chu Shihui even to death.

Xi Zheng was an adult after all, so he didn't care about her as a child. He waved his hand.
Then he held Chu Yin's shoulders and helped her sit down, and thoughtfully served the mother and daughter some food.

Chu Yin looked at her husband, then at her daughter, and her eyes turned red involuntarily.

At this moment, Hua Xian suddenly asked Chu Yin: "What kind of tea do you have at home?"

Chu Yin was stunned for a moment and mentioned several types of tea.

Hua Xian frowned, stood up and walked to the cupboard where the tea leaves were kept, looking at them one by one.

Finally, I picked a tea that was similar to Pu'er tea, but the particles were finer. I didn't know what variant of the Big Star it was.

I have no choice, let’s use this instead for the time being.

Chu Yin graduated from a cultural heritage college. In her memory, she taught Chu Shihui ancient culture for a period of time.

It just so happens that Hua Xian learned a lot of elegant things in order to catch his ancestors in the early years.

Among them is the tea ceremony.

Although he is not very proficient, he can definitely be considered an expert in the interstellar world where ancient culture is about to decline.

Afterwards, Hua Xian used the existing tea-making tools at home and skillfully started making tea.

First, warm the utensils, wake up the tea, brew it, enjoy the tea, and pour the tea
Every step is very professional and skillful, and it can be seen that they are very attentive.

Chu Yin was stunned.

Even Xi Ran put down the tableware and stared at her movements for a moment.

Finally, Hua Xian handed the brewed tea to Xi Zheng and said sincerely:
"Uncle Xi, this tea is for you."

Xi Zheng was also surprised, but soon he laughed in relief and took the teacup handed to him by Hua Xian.

He suddenly discovered that this little daughter was actually a very proud person.

She doesn't like to say thank you, let alone apologize to anyone.

But she cleverly expressed her apology indirectly in this way, and no one lost face.

(End of this chapter)