The captain was holding the bright red flesh that was no longer dripping blood in one hand, holding the child in the other, striding on the village road, looking at the little girl with a very blank expression, and felt that the old father's character still needed to be maintained, so he took the initiative to ask: "You played with other people today and saw them scolded?" ”

His fake girl is very handsome, which is inherited from her biological parents, beautiful children will always have many preferential treatments, such as no lack of friends at all, the nature of biological beauty makes those children like bees that smell sweetness, and even if he is not in the mood to pay attention to her friends, he can always see those children come to play with her.

Asking such a strange question today, after a little thought, you know that you should have seen what happened to other children.

The little girl nodded first and then shook her head, her little hand rubbing the thin layer of grass she used to scoop water, and said to the captain: "Although it sounds like being scolded, I think those parents don't really want to scold them, they just want to vent their unpleasant feelings on their children." ”

Scolding and scolding, the rice still has to be eaten, the fierceness of the mouth, in fact, is just angry with his baby for finding something for himself, and if you have something to say, you can just listen to it, there is no real meaning.

The captain said "hmm" lightly, and talked about some conceptual issues with the child more seriously: "Each culture has its own unique place, different societies have their own civilization characteristics, and people living in the whole social atmosphere naturally have different views on different things, and it is normal to have different reactions to the same thing, you don't need to dwell on this." ”

"If you always meet people with different ideas, won't you be confused?" Izuki straightened up and looked at the captain with big eyes and confusion.

The collision of different ideas will inevitably produce contradictions, and it is a quarrel to the outside world, and isn't it just confusion for oneself? All of people's thinking will follow certain laws and traces, and in order to maintain their own thinking patterns, they will gradually refuse to accept new ideas.

Even if the tofu brain is sweet and salty, there will be people who quarrel, if you meet someone who insists that the bitterness is the best at this time, won't the intensity of the quarrel rise exponentially?

Not to mention anything else.

"Why is there confusion? Just be sure to stick to yourself and respect others. The captain briefly educated the child, stepped into his temporary abode, and placed the thoughtful child on a wooden bed covered with a worn-out quilt, and began to process the meat in his hand.

When he needed water, he picked up the wooden lid on the bucket and prepared to get some water, but he didn't expect the whole bucket to be full.

"Who brought us the water?" The captain frowned, looked at the environment, found no signs of outsiders coming in, turned his head and deliberately asked the child who had been at home.

"Uncle, it's me." Izuki stood up, gave up her brain-struggling thinking activities, and walked along the side of the bed to the head of the bed and looked at the captain condescendingly, her two short arms stretched out to keep her balance, "I spilled a lot, but I still filled it up." ”

"Okay." The captain's brows gradually relaxed, and he squatted down beside him to correct the child by the water, "How many times have I told you that I want to call Dad here." ”

"Okay, Dad." Izuki didn't insist on this issue, just a title, and the same pronunciation didn't mean the same thing.

If you can get the friendly attitude and care of the captain by changing her name, she still earns it!

If you want the horse to run, how can you not give the horse grazing!

The captain glanced at the child who was shouting very perfunctory, did not care about this, quickly washed the meat in his hand, picked up a knife and cut it, took it to the stove made of clay to make a fire, and began to blanch the cut meat.

Izuki kicked her shoes under the bed, pretended to have a yellow card in her hand, and gestured at the captain with her right hand.

Everyone else is using flint to make fire, how can you use your power while no one is looking! The skill of rubbing your fingers to make sparks is something you can do as a person who runs away with a girl!

Firewood is piled up under the eaves, a large pile of stacked wood is piled up with a layer of ash, a smoke will raise a puff of fog and choke people to sneeze, these days the captain is very diligent to clean up a place, how much firewood is used and how much firewood is used to bring people back to dry.

The wood that has just been knocked down is still a little damp, and there will be smoke when burned directly, and it will be different when it is dried, probably because of the different species on different planets, these woods will emit a faint vanilla smell after being burned after drying, and the cooked rice will be more fragrant.

It's much better than the rice cooker or those cooking vats in the hole.

Soon after blanching the water, the captain got up again and went to the base of the wall to pinch some seasoning grass, put it in the oil pot, and sprinkled some salt.

The salt here is coarse salt, and unlike the fine white table salt, the salt in the salt jar will be dusty, dull lumps, hard and ugly like stones, and the largest can be the size of an adult's fist.

The captain directly took some stone salt and purified it again, turning it into finely granular pale yellow salt grains, which is what the two of them eat now.

Since they explored this village, this former Galactic Federation advance team has lived a life like the locals in this village, and it is really worrying whether they are willing to return to their rural life.

But it was in such an idyllic life that Yiyue did learn a lot by following the captain.

How to slaughter live birds, how to divide the meat according to the texture of the muscles, how to handle coarse salt with the simplest tools......

These knowledge, which will not appear in textbooks, have been remembered by Yiyue in the process of getting along day by day, and repeated countless times.

She inevitably had some doubts in her heart, why the captain was so skilled in doing these things, was it a professional characteristic?

You can get down to the kitchen, you can drive a spaceship, you can lead a team, and you can fight monsters.

The smell of incense in the oil pot rushed to her nose, making Yi Yue swallow her saliva subconsciously, and she thought of what she met today, and said to the only adult in the family: "I saw an unemployed homeless person robbing a girl on the side of the haystack today, and I scared it away. ”

Although I want to complain about the strange structure of the stove and the sleeping place in the same space, the firewood crackles and the oil pot when cooking, which creates a big obstacle for people to chat and communicate!

Fortunately, the captain has a keen sense of hearing, otherwise she would have relied on yelling to talk.

"Okay." The captain replied.

The reaction was too bland, which made Yi Yue a little embarrassed, suspecting that this thing didn't listen to her seriously at all, since there was no reaction, she waited for dinner with peace of mind.

Because of my young age, the days when I don't have to wash the dishes and cook are really beautiful, so I want to enjoy it more while I can enjoy it.

As soon as the captain added a scoop of water to the pot, someone outside began to shout.

"Xiaoshi, if you come out, I have to trouble you with something."

The voice is very thick, mixed with a hoarse texture, Yi Yue felt a little familiar at first glance, and quickly reacted, this is the village chief.

Zhan Changran glanced at the pot, estimated that there would be no problem in leaving for a short time, got up and wiped his hands with a rag and went out of the door, and went to a distant place with the village chief to talk.

Yi Yue sat on the bed, her ears on the wooden window, and she could only hear the scattered sounds floating over, the meaning of the incoherent organization, listening to the failure of the plan in the corner, she simply took advantage of the fact that no one in the house quickly changed the dirty clothes on her body at this time.

The clothes were put aside, and a set of changes was found, and now the clothes she was wearing were other people's old clothes, the size did not fit, it was obviously a few sizes larger than her model, and the sleeves and trouser legs of the clothes were a little longer.

I don't know what they're talking about, but when Izuki has almost taken care of herself, the pots on the stove are starting to hum, and I don't know how long the progress bar is until the paste pot is left, and the cooks haven't come back yet.

The knowledge that cooking is inseparable from people is probably not in the captain's brain.

So Izuki climbed out of bed, moved a wooden stool and stood up, and began to support herself.

No, it should be said that it is to share the work of the family, complete the obligations of each family member, and contribute to the small family.

Recently, she has only eaten meat, the food is too good, she has gained a lot of weight, the ribs on her body are almost unclear, and the wound on the surface of her neck has long been healed, and she can't see the slightest trace.

The strength is also a lot greater, at least there is no problem with wielding a shovel.

When I came back for a long time, I saw such a scene-

Standing on the stool, which was only half a body taller than the stove, Xiao Bu Dian was trying to control the spatula longer than her arm, playing with the food in the pot intently, and the small body shook a few times from time to time, which really made people worry about whether they would be planted in the pot if they didn't pay attention.

"I'll come." He walked up and took the shovel, and carried the little fate by the back of her neck and laid her on the bed, "You stay here." ”

This guy has always been greedy, and I guess I can't wait for him to cook.

While packing up his hands, he asked Yi Yue: "What kind of robber did you see today?" ”

Kid: "Oh? "For a moment.

Is this the village chief coming to the door to say this? It seems that the girl told her to tell the village chief or something, but because of the accent, she was not sure what she could hear, so she didn't take it to heart.