It was 3:30 in the morning in Nanzhuxing, and the night was dark. Duan Hengye was not a sleepy person, this would have directly tossed him to the point of sleepiness, and somehow got hungry. After feeling the protest from his stomach, Professor Duan, who was lying on the bed, rubbed his stomach somewhat indifferently. At this moment, he suddenly remembered something mentioned in "Dumping the Stars" - this place in Nanzhuxing. The living quarters of the Marshal's Mansion are not monitored.
This sentence was only mentioned briefly in the original book, but because of his good memory and because it happened to be related to his own life, Duan Hengye still remembered it until now.
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The living area of the Marshal's Mansion has everything, and there is a large kitchen and dining room on the floor where Duan Hengye lives. He and Meng Jinhuai are very busy with their work. They don't often live in the Marshal's Mansion, and when they come back, they will eat at restaurants on other floors, so the rest of the floor, except for the two bedrooms, has not been used for a long time. .
Most of the activities of the Marshal are open to the public. Duan Hengye remembers that according to the schedule, Meng Jinhuai should be in another galaxy now... The thirst for food in the middle of the night, coupled with Meng Jinhuai's affairs in other galaxy, give Duan Heng a message Ye relieved a lot of psychological pressure. After struggling for a while, Professor Duan put on his coat and opened the door and walked out.
Although the kitchen had not been used for many years, Duan Hengye walked over and found that the robots in the Marshal's Mansion were still dutifully replenishing the ingredients here.
He closed his coat slightly, then leaned over to open the thermostat. Duan Hengye saw a pile of cleaned vegetables neatly placed here, looking very fresh on the outside. Probably because the original author specially described it, the common fruits and vegetables in this world are no different from those on earth. However, the Marshal's Mansion was the Marshal's Mansion in the end. Many vegetables in the constant temperature warehouse were not very homely. Duan Heng looked through it for a while before discovering the tomatoes hidden in the constant temperature warehouse.
The man in the coat took the tomatoes out of the thermostat and found two more eggs. As someone who has lived alone since adulthood, it is no exaggeration to say that Duan Hengye's cooking skills are not bad. He took out the knife from one side, and then began to quickly process the vegetables on hand. The tomato egg soup he planned to make was very simple, and it only took a few minutes for a skilled worker like Duan Hengye.
Probably no one could have imagined that Duan Hengye, the famous flower of the high mountains in the Yetian Empire, would be tossing and cooking in the kitchen late at night... Even compared to making progress in his career, he felt more accomplished at this time.
Skillfully pouring the tomato and egg soup in the pot into the bowl, Duan Hengye felt a little regretful looking at the contents in the bowl - he thought that if this was on Earth, he would have to take a picture and send it to the circle of friends.
Duan Hengye's life has fallen into one crisis after another since crossing into "Dumping the Stars". Under these crises, he was so exhausted that he didn't even have time to recall the past.
On this night, the hunger after being busy was suddenly replaced by a vague loss. Duan Hengye sighed lightly, and then slowly tasted the soup he just made... The taste didn't seem to have changed, but it seemed to have changed.
The silence at night was short-lived. Before Duan Hengye could take a few sips, he heard footsteps behind him. After all, Duan Hengye was already very tired after working all night with his light brain. But the second the footsteps came, the alarm sounded in his head, and the supper in front of him lost its taste in that instant.
Except for Meng Hexi, the little brat who has been watched by the robot nanny, there should be no one else in the Marshal's Mansion, right? Could it be a supernatural event, or... the Marshal is back
Two diametrically opposed guesses popped up in his mind at the same time. Duan Hengye, who has always been very materialistic, found that compared to the previous assumption, he seemed to be more afraid of the second possibility. In layman's terms, to Duan Hengye, the marshal at this time was more terrifying than a ghost.
But no matter how unwilling to face it, the reality would not allow him to avoid it. Just as Duan Hengye was sitting in the same position, another chair beside him was suddenly pulled backwards. The wooden chair feet rubbed against the floor with a slight or heavy sound, as if it were passing through Duan Hengye's heart.
Duan Hengye saw out of the corner of his eye that a black figure walked around the chair and sat beside him.
"It's so late, are you still asleep?" Meng Jinhuai said while sitting on the chair just now. He was still wearing his iconic black military uniform and looked like he had just finished his mission.
Depend on! Why did Meng Jinhuai come back! Didn't he work in other galaxy, and it ended so quickly? Although he is very good at pretending to be calm, Duan Hengye's expression management is still out of control at this moment. He saw his embarrassment in Meng Jinhuai's eyes.
Meng Jinhuai said casually: "The original task still has a few days to complete, but I want to come back to accompany you more, so I ended the work early." His tone was as gentle as before.
Duan Hengye didn't know that on the night he saw him operating the mecha, Meng Jinhuai had already informed his subordinates to compress the time for this business trip as much as possible.
Although his heart was still beating wildly on a conditioned reflex, Duan Hengye kept comforting himself in his head—although the original owner had never cooked in front of Duan Hengye, he had not clearly expressed that he would not , so it shouldn't have a big impact on being discovered by the other party now... right
"Hmm." Duan Hengye resisted the instinct of continuing to ask questions or complain, and then nodded and said, "I... go to rest immediately."
"Okay, you are recovering from a serious illness now, you must take good care of your body and don't stay up late." Meng Jinhuai said with concern. By the way, after he finished speaking, he really took a look at the remaining supper in the country like an ordinary man who discovered his spouse's new skills, "I just didn't have dinner, can you try it?" Meng Jinhuai asked Duan Hengye. asked.
You asked, can I still say no? Duan Hengye nodded resignedly, and then saw Meng Jinhuai stand up and walk to the cooking table to pour out the rest of the tomato egg soup.
Duan Hengye, who had his back to Meng Jinhuai, didn't know that, just as he turned around, the corner of the Marshal's mouth suddenly raised a small arc involuntarily. If it hadn't been for the discovery of the S-level mental power last time, Meng Jinhuai might have been shocked by Duan Hengye's abnormal behavior. However, after a few days of digesting that incident, Meng Jinhuai seemed to have accepted the fact that "Duan Hengye may be different from what he imagined".
So in the middle of the night, the Marshal discovered vaguely that perhaps his spouse was an interesting person.
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The reason why Duan Hengye cooked by himself was not only because he did not want to wake up the robot, but also because the taste of the world he lived in was somewhat different from that of the interstellar era. Unexpectedly, Meng Jinhuai seemed to like the taste of Duan Hengye's supper cooked according to the previous taste.
This is not a perfunctory compliment, but a visible surprise and love.
I'm really not afraid of me poisoning you - Duan Hengye thought so when he saw Meng Jinhuai's back who walked into the other bedroom consciously after finishing this dreadful supper.
Probably because the big stone in his heart was removed, Duan Hengye had an unexpectedly sweet sleep, and even the biological clock lost its effect. It wasn't until the three satellites outside the window completely disappeared and the world became brighter again that Duan Hengye sat up from the bed. Before taking a shower, he habitually turned on his optical brain, and wanted to take advantage of this time to browse the new information received in the background of An Luo and the research institute.
But before Duan Hengye opened the message bar, a morning news caught all his attention.
After seeing the title, Duan Hengye immediately sat up straight and rubbed his eyes hard. He saw that the headline of the morning news read: "The 25th of this month is the first anniversary of the marriage of the marshal and his spouse. At that time, all the marshals of the Yetian Empire will usher in a grand celebration. Spouse will also attend…”
Will all the Marshals of the Yetian Empire usher in a grand celebration? What's happening here
Duan Hengye hesitated for a while, and finally clicked on the detailed message. After reading the news quickly, he finally realized one thing clearly. Although the technology in this era is very advanced, the society is still under feudal rule. As a marshal with many powerful stars in the empire - a true privileged class, Duan Hengye's birthday and even... wedding anniversary are public holidays for the planet under his direct control!
What is it like to celebrate your wedding anniversary with tens of billions of people on vacation? Duan Hengye thought that he would be able to answer this question soon.
This day is the 19th of the month of the ephemeris, and there are still six days before the official opening of the marshal's husband.