Chapter 139 A Different Marshal
Ai Moye didn't know how long she cried until she fell asleep. She lay in Di Lie's arms and held Di Lie's collar.
Di Lie did not move, letting her huddle in the crook of his arms, occasionally brushing her sweaty long hair.
After a long time, Ai Moye was awakened by the thunder in her stomach.
She slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was the transparent traces solidified on Di Lie's shoulders and chest.
She buttoned the button, her voice still hoarse, and asked, "What is this?"
Di Lie frowned, "Your nose."
"...That's it, haha." Ai Moye grabbed his coat and wiped it on his shoulders without wiping it off.
Looking at the time, it was already past four in the morning. She had probably slept for four or five hours. No wonder her neck was a little stiff.
But the one who is more stiff should be Di Lie. She can at least lie down comfortably, but Di Lie is as motionless as a jade sculpture, for fear of disturbing her.
After crying, I felt relieved physically and mentally, especially my body was not tired at all, unlike before, which was heavy and tired.
She rubbed her shoulders and tried to find a topic to talk about when facing the ice sculpture in front of her.
"I haven't asked yet, why are you in prison?"
Di Lie said calmly, "Condolences to the wounded."
Who would have expected that he would meet Jiya and hear about Aimoye's morning sickness.
Regardless, he has a responsibility.
My adoptive father said that people are born with responsibilities and must bear corresponding obligations. Time and again, mankind continues to thrive.
Aimoye finished asking and fell into a long-lasting embarrassment.
Di Lie never knew what "embarrassment" meant, so he grabbed his coat and said, "Go take a shower."
Ai Moye nodded and went to the bathroom with her shoulders hunched, not daring to look at Di Lie like a thief.
Di Lie closed the door, took out new clothes from the space ring and put on them.
When Aimoye came out of the shower, she thought he had left, but she didn't expect the marshal to be in the kitchen.
The kitchen is relatively narrow, and the Marshal's tall body seems a bit frustrated as he is busy in it.
Ai Moye pulled open the door frame and found that the marshal was very skilled in chopping vegetables and pouring oil with a spoon, no worse than a chef.
Even if it was mung bean sprouts that he had never seen before, he thought about it for three seconds before choosing to make soup without asking Ai Moye what to do with it.
After a few dishes were placed in front of her, Ai Moye swallowed.
She hadn't been able to eat properly for several days, and if she hadn't been suspended by nutrient solution, she would have starved to death.
But after vomiting last night, her appetite was so great that it was not worth her trouble all night.
Originally, she didn't have high expectations for Di Lie's cooking skills, but she didn't expect that the marshal's cooking skills were very good.
Simple green pepper and potato shreds, pickled cabbage and bean sprouts in smooth broth, as well as tomato scrambled eggs and cold preserved eggs.
"I don't see that you can cook?" Ai Moye asked while eating.
"It's not difficult." Di Lie didn't care.
He is used to taking care of himself. Even if he becomes a marshal, he still does everything himself in daily life and does not need anyone to wait on him.
He has never been able to trust anyone, nor can he rely on anyone.
As for these novel dishes, occasionally Mrs. Emma would force him to watch Ai Moye's live broadcast, and he could copy them at a glance.
Ai Moye ate deliciously, but Di Lie didn't move at all. He just looked at her lazily and said, "You look like a little animal now."
Ai Moye's cheeks were bulging and she said, "Quail?"
"No," Di Lie opened his thin lips lightly and uttered two words, "hamster."
Ai Moye swallowed the shredded potatoes with difficulty and glared, "You promised not to laugh at me tonight?"
Di Lie motioned to her to look at the time. It was past twelve o'clock in the morning.
Ai Moye said angrily, "Anyway, please don't bring it up to laugh at me about what happened last night. You are the marshal, so don't bully a weak hamster."
Di Lie didn't intend to hurt her, so he stood up and put on his military cap.
"I'm going back and washing the dishes myself."
"I know, thank you uncle."
After Di Lie left, Jiya woke up Maima in the center.
Mai Ma was sleeping in the prison guard dormitory. When she opened her eyes, she asked, "Has the Marshal left?"
Jiya nodded with a mysterious smile, "It seems that they got along very well last night."
Mai Ma only felt scared, "The marshal is too scary. Those eyes seem to be smiling, but they always feel very deep."
If you take one more look, you will fall into a cold pool and be doomed.
Jiya said happily, "You are quite sharp. But Aimoye seems to be able to adapt to the marshal very well, maybe it can produce something else."
Mai Ma asked blankly, "Produce something? Rice?"
"Leave the kids alone, concentrate on your studies, and don't fall in love prematurely."
The two of them packed up and went back to prison.
They made a tacit agreement not to mention what happened last night, let alone ask what the marshal was doing here.
Ai Moye felt refreshed, twisted her neck and said, "I don't know why, but I am full of strength now. Are we going to harvest watermelons or make wine today? What should I do?"
Jiya said, "Even if you feel better, do we dare to let you do heavy work? It's rare to have a free day, so you should rest more after class."
Mai Ma also said, "We can handle the farm work. Sister Ye Ye, just take a rest. If it happens again like last night, I don't know what to do."
As soon as she mentioned yesterday, Ai Moye felt embarrassed and coughed lightly before going back to her room.
This week, it was rare that even the courses in Heyuan were not that full, and there was nothing to do in the fields.
But when Ai Moye was asked to lie down and rest, she felt that her time was wasted, so she simply continued to study the glutinous rice gene.
Throughout the first grade, there were few classes this week. Su Qi took a break from her heavy studies and made a video call.
"In two days, seniors and the others are going to Desolate Star. Do you want to come with them?"
"Going to Desolate Star again?" Ai Moye frowned.
The last time she went to the Garbage Star, she herself was fine, but two celebrities died, and the public opinion had to be suppressed with great difficulty.
Suchi said, "They are the seniors of the third and fourth grade, some SS-level experts who are scheduled to participate in the interstellar competition. Because we also want to participate in the interstellar competition, they invited us to join them."
"For how many days?"
"Including round trip time, it could take a full week."
"What about the attached medical class?" Ai Moye's progress was already far behind, and her attendance rate was even lower, so that the instructor had to call Di Lie to complain.
Suchi said, "The interstellar competition is very important. If we are delayed because of the interstellar competition, the academy will be accommodating. This time, in addition to hunting the Zerg to obtain the star core, we must also improve our tacit understanding."
After going on the field, we became even more cooperative with each other.
Aimoye thought for a while and agreed.
But before that, she had to plant the glutinous rice.
The temperature in the prison has dropped and it will enter winter directly in a few days.
It's been hot for so long, it would be nice to cool down a bit, but I don't know how long this winter will last.
Jiya is operating a robot to build an insulated greenhouse, and Maima is also preparing poultry and livestock for cold protection.
Aimoye planted genetically modified rice and changed the soil quality and cultivation methods, hoping to obtain sticky rice.
Jiya learned that she was leaving and said, "Don't get close to the star field of Serpents. The insects in the stars are restless. Although you Heyuan students are not weak, it is still not safe if you face the insect tide."