- In anticipation of everyone, the Mid-Autumn Festival has finally arrived.

Nalasha and Gongsun Murong sent things to the migrating team, a piece of moon cakes, a bunch of grapes, a big crab, a bowl of rice wine, and some children who did not drink alcohol were given to adults.

The people here usually eat a lot of food, but they have never tasted mooncakes, and they are curious why they don't usually take them out and eat them.

The clansman who was responsible for maintaining the manor for the two people had an extra osmanthus cake, as well as spicy fried snails and a whole bunch of other fruits.

There were also a number of barbecue stalls on their large flying beasts, and their Eporoka mon became their main barbecue meat, and their poultry was stewed with taro brought by Nalasha.

Nanthia Khan also brought his people over to join in the fun, they have passed the test of life and death, and now it is the harvest season, and the two children of his family are sent to the patriarch's house of the Gongsun family of the main administrative star of the galaxy civilization to celebrate the festival with Xiao Qi Xiaojiao.

, Guan Nalasha wants crabs.

Nalasa didn't even need to look to know what was going on, Hera Ma Dolangan liked to eat crabs, so Sissi Pinelai broke off two big pincers of her crab and gave it to her grandfather, and she came over to ask for it herself.

"This filial piety is not in vain for a Mid-Autumn Festival, come to my sister, my sister will pick the best crab for you, the female crab will choose the yellow one, the male crab will choose the fat one, and the tongs will be kept for you. ”

Nalasha picked up the girl, found two crabs and opened their shells, scooped a small spoon dipped in ginger vinegar and fed her, and also used internal force to help the little girl ward off the cold.

Hera Ma Duolan Gan took a sip of wine, exhaled slowly, and asked Gongsun Murong, "Why don't you usually make moon cakes to eat?"

"Because mooncakes are a historical and cultural evolution, they used to be just an ordinary food, and then gradually became a food with a unique meaning. After being made into a circle, it is just the same as the moon of the Galactic Civilization Earth Empire.

As for why this day must be defined as a festival, it can be inferred from the sacrifices of the ancient period that the place of sacrifice was actually the Central Plains at that time, and at that time, the Central Plains was the season of harvesting millet and sorghum in the eighth month of the lunar calendar.

Choose a time when the moon is at its fullest to hope for a good harvest and pray for the cold season that is coming.

Later, after many changes, it became the current festival. Some say it's a reunion, but it is estimated that a large number of people were needed to harvest at that time, so they all went home to help. ”

Gongsun Murong said inferredly. The birth of a festival is usually related to daily life, especially the aspect of food.

The snorer next to him listened attentively and asked: "Since it's a festival, why are you so persistent?

Then Narasha spoke, "Of course. With the inheritance of civilization, everyone has regarded the Mid-Autumn Festival as a time for relatives to get together, and has developed a habit, as long as it is this day. If you don't go home, you always feel that there is something short, especially when there are so many poems dedicated to this day.

At the same time, because of the underdeveloped science and technology, the transportation was inconvenient. There is no way to go home when I go far away, so I miss my hometown to the moon and recite two more poems of the Mid-Autumn Festival. It's even more uncomfortable. ”

"What poetry is so powerful?" Wooka apparently didn't believe that poetry had that power.

Nalasha pursed her lips: "You don't need poetry, just say a few sentences, such as how to find thousands of mountains and rivers, and thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains smell bad." When will the end of the world be taken care of, the end of the world will be the same round. The hometown lakeshore crabs should be full, and the cold and snow in the north have come. Gazing at the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, the years are round and lonely. Do you remember where you played as a child? ”

Hukika was originally quite happy, but when Nalasha said it, she really remembered what she had been like when she hadn't fled, and said depressedly: "At least our people are together." ”

"That's right, so people have to go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, when you were tricked into working in the black kiln, did you miss your relatives?"

Huyika looked left and right, grabbed a big crab and pried open the shell, picked the meat with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, and said in a vague voice: "Eat crabs, eat crabs, this crab is so delicious, it would be better if it was fried." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, how can there be fried and eaten big crabs? Steamed is the most authentic, tomorrow I will catch some small sea crabs for you, fry them and eat them, they are crispy, they can be used as snacks to accompany wine, drink!"

As she spoke, Nalasha picked up her glass, raised her head and drank it all, and said, "What is aged is delicious." ”

At this time, the four exiled people were playing mahjong and baking and eating, saying all kinds of boring things, usually Nalasha was cheating, Gongsun Murong's cards were always good, and if he didn't put some restrictions, he could put Tianhe.

However, all four of them are very happy, and this year's Mid-Autumn Festival did not let two people float here alone to eat cabbage and potatoes.

The two people who entered the mysterious place also made their own mooncakes, each of them ate one, and then gnawed on the crab, and the others were all sucked in by the black guy.

At the same time, it also spits out a lot of water and soil, and it has developed a habit of eating other people's things, and it does not need to return the same thing, just take out the water and soil.

"I'll give you a name, it's easy to communicate, my name is Nalasha, his name is Gongsun Murong, what about you...... You will be called Momo in the future, this name is cute, vivid, vivid, seeing that you have no objection, you agreed, very good, Momo, come, try the roasted crab, eat one, just take out this water and this soil. ”

Nalasha pushed a roasted crab to the black guy named Momo, and brought ten cubic meters of water from the lake, plus fifty cubic meters of soil from the side.

Then push one over, continue to be ten cubic meters of water and fifty cubic meters of soil, like a few clicks, Momo understood, ate five in a row, spit out no ten cubic meters of water and two hundred and fifty cubic meters of soil.

"Very good, let's start eating watermelon, a watermelon cut in half, and then four knives into eight pieces, a dime, not a dime a watermelon, it's a dime of watermelon for a dollar, haha, you really don't have a sense of humor, forget it, to be honest, eat a piece of watermelon you take a cubic meter of water and two cubic meters of sand, remember it's sand, sandy soil grows watermelon sweet, don't grow watermelon can also grow ginger ......"

Nalasha kept talking, sending Momo something to eat, and then making Momo keep spitting out.

When she spoke, her mental power did not forget to release fluctuations, she treated the black guy as a child, and now she is teaching to speak, looking forward to the day when they can communicate with each other more easily, instead of simply bartering like now.

Gongsun Murong and Nalasha have analyzed that Momo should be connected to another place, and its body itself is a connecting channel, a bit like a soul space, where you can put things on one side and take them on the other side.

The difference is that Momo's ability now seems to be more powerful than the soul space, and if the soul space is broken, it can still be connected.

Mo Mo ate a lot today, he ate all day, and he ate until the evening, Gongsun Murong artificially made a moonlight, shining in the sky over the spaceship, and then looked at the moon in a daze, and Nalasha followed in a daze.

Momo didn't care if the moon was or not, it ate by itself, very consciously, according to the ratio given by Nalasha, it took out as much as it ate, and I don't know if it digested it, or where did it go?

Looking at the 'moon', Nalasha leaned on Gongsun Murong's shoulder and said faintly: "When is it a head? Could it be that we really want to make a civilization here, and then never go back, so we will be the gods of this civilization?"

"There should be a turnaround. Gongsun Murong comforted.

Nalasha looked at Momo who was eating: "Actually, it's not bad to be a god, the ancients were so stupid, what do you ask for the heavens and the gods to bless you." If God really created them and other creatures, would God care about them?

It's like if we really make a small galaxy in the future, and then specialize in cultivating life on a certain planet, some of those lives have a high point of wisdom, some have a low point of wisdom, and the low wisdom is a beast, and the high wisdom is like a man, and when the beast eats people, people beg us for help, how can we help?

Their lives are the same in our eyes, even if they are extinct, a new life appears, in our eyes it is just the cycle of life on the earth.

We will only watch quietly, unless there is a change in mood, who will care about the ebb and flow of beings, so it is better to wait for God's help than to rely on ourselves. ”

Gongsun Murong didn't say anything, he felt that Nalasha was right, but he thought that there should be a way out somewhere.

After a while, he said, "The place we are in now is naturally formed, or is it made by some living organism? The meteorite I found before couldn't it be that Momo brought it from elsewhere, right?"

"No, Momo takes things out little by little, its volume is so big, the meteorite doesn't look like it was put together, its intelligence is not so high. ”

Nalasha was skeptical, she stared at Momo, and said, "You'd better communicate with us quickly, we can get you out, don't care where you go, at least it's better than a dark place." ”

Momo pauses as he sucks food, then begins to suck again.

In the penal colony, after the four people drew the cards, the two Narasa exchanged positions with the opposite Gongsun Murong, and they used the cards of Gongsun Murong because their cards were not good.

After changing positions, the two of them were happy, the two grandsons Murong were all listening to the sky, and they could draw with one card, and they were all listening to several cards at the same time, so there was a big chance.

So the cards were drawn and played, and the cards of the two grandsons Murong began to change, and each one was useful, but the two Narasha were guarding and listening, and they couldn't get the cards.

"I'm convinced, it's okay to do this, it's obvious that I heard several cards in the sky, but I can't match it, Brother Murong, you are so lucky, why don't you let us out? I believe you can definitely do it." ”

Nalasha reluctantly said to the two blindfolded Gongsun Murong, yes, Gongsun Murong was blindfolded, and then grabbed the card or played it directly, or casually changed a card and played it, just like that, the two of them have now listened.

Narasha's grumbling voice fell, and a dazzling light erupted more than 200,000 kilometers in front of the spacecraft-

(To be continued......)