The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

The place was disliked by its original owner for being too remote and desolate, so it was neglected.

But Si Lingling liked it very much.

If not, how could she have rented such a large place for the ten or so low-level nutritional supplements given by Lan Qing?

And it's calculated on an annual basis.

This place has been uninhabited for a long time, and the overgrown environment will inevitably have some uninvited guests. This is Si Lingling's next source of food.

Withdrawing his gaze, he turned and entered the main building.

"Squeak..."

"Chi Chi Chi..."

Just as the key opened the main door, there were strange sounds from inside.

As far as the eye can see, many small figures are moving around in a panic, looking for places to hide.

"Sorry to bother you."

Si Lingling's eyes fell on those little figures, and she said without apology, "But from now on, this is our mother and son's territory."

"So, from now on, you'd better be honest with me, otherwise, I'll drink your stew."

After the words fell, he no longer paid attention to the little things that kept running under his feet.

He took out a mask from the space, put it on, and tidied up the new home quickly.

The children slept very soundly in the space, and Si Lingling didn't bother the siblings.

By the time everything looked brand new before my eyes, the sky had already darkened.

She took a long breath, went to the bathroom, washed up, and changed into clean clothes.

Throw away the uncomfortable clothes of the original body, and then put the child in the crib.

Si Lingling's heart melted when she saw the cute appearance of the two little buns sucking with their mouths pouting.

The fingers gently touched the child's lips, causing the siblings to instinctively turn their heads to chase, wanting to put the mother's fingers into their mouths.

"Two little greedy cats."

Si Lingling poked the child's face lightly, with an indescribably gentle and joyful tone.

She didn't even notice the change in tone when talking to the child.

"Hum hum……"

The child couldn't catch up with his mother's finger, so he couldn't help moaning and wanting to cry.

Si Lingling was amused, and poked the little faces of the two children again and said, "Cry if you want to. Mom allows you to cry at least three times a day, for fifteen minutes each time."

In my memory, the maternity and child doctor said that crying is actually a kind of exercise because the baby can't move.

But in order not to hurt the child's throat, the crying time should not be too long each time.

The children couldn't understand what the mother said at all, but because they didn't capture what they wanted, their instincts made them cry.

Hearing the louder crying than yesterday, the corner of Si Lingling's lips smiled more intensely: "That's right, your strength has grown a lot."

Speaking of getting up, he made a layer of protection around the crib, then left the room and went downstairs to put out the kitchen supplies.

After all the utensils were arranged according to the rules, I stood there and thought about it.

Then he turned around and walked towards the courtyard: "It's a happy housewarming, I have to cook a ready-made meal for myself tonight."

While speaking, she had come to the weedy yard, and there was still a faint sound in the grass that had not been cleaned.

The corners of Si Lingling's lips curled up slightly, and a few small and exquisite daggers appeared in his hands at some point.

Taking a deep breath, she saw a clever movement of her wrist, and the dagger in her hand flew out in an instant. When the cold light suddenly appeared, several desperate wailings came from the grass.

Si Lingling moved her feet, her figure was agile, and within a few blinks, a few bloody little beasts appeared in her hands.

Ignoring the figures fleeing in a panic in the grass, she stood in the waist-deep weeds, observing the appearance of the prey in her hand.

The prey in his hand had rabbit ears, a mouse tail, six hooves that looked more like chicken feet, and two palm-sized wings on its back.

Obviously, this thing is just a little beast cub.