Chapter 6413 Holding a grudge is really something.

Luo Bi estimated that the pheasant weighed just over a pound, enough for only one person.

Luo Bi perked up and happily got off the chaise lounge. Feng Ling was about to help when he realized, "Oh my god, Luo Bi doesn't need me to put her shoes on. I can spoil her, but I can't spoil her like this."

Luo Bi ran over to Luo Bi's tender little feet, which were wearing comfortable slippers, and asked, "Where did you catch that?"

“Outside the safe zone! They’ve been kept in the breeding area all along.” Wen Xiao tossed the little pheasant into the small bamboo basket, then turned to look at Luo Bi: “You didn’t seem very energetic just now. You didn’t just go to watch the show today; you even called Wei Kuang and slapped Zhang Wu’er in the face. You should be happy.”

Luo Bi said irritably, "I'm not happy, and I have a headache too."

Wen Xiao was puzzled. Luo Bi looked very energetic now. When he entered the yard earlier, Luo Bi was still lying down. She perked up when she saw the pheasant. It seems that the temptation of delicious food is really strong.

Feng Ling went into the kitchen to boil water, and Wen Xiao simply rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning the pheasant.

The cleaned pheasant was delivered to the kitchen, and Wenxiao left.

Feng Ling treated his childhood friend like family, busying around in the kitchen preparing ingredients. Luo Bi saw Wen Xiao off, politely saying, "Have a meal before you go."

“Pheasants are hard to catch, and this one is small.” Wen Xiao chuckled, and when he reached the hovercar, he opened the door and said, “If I stay for dinner, one pheasant wouldn’t even be enough to fill my teeth.”

Thunderflame Warriors can't afford to eat the bodies of pregnant women and children, but they can at least have a taste.

Luo Bi was frustrated. Before she transmigrated, she always liked to leave food for others at mealtimes. But now, in the interstellar world tens of thousands of years later, nutritional and energy-rich ingredients were scarce and expensive, and only pregnant women and children could afford to eat them.

She has a terrible memory; she holds grudges like crazy, but forgets everything else as soon as she says it, without even thinking about it.

To put it bluntly, he's a simpleton.

Luo Bi returned to the courtyard. Considering Luo Bi's headache, Feng Ling opened the communicator and called Zhan Yi to ask what herbs should be added to the stewed chicken. Luo Bi watched curiously from the side.

It was unclear who answered the call, but Feng Ling said coldly, "Have Zhan Yi connect to the communication."

A moment later, Zhan Yi answered the call and heard that Luo Bi had a headache again. He mentioned a few herbs that were suitable for stewing chicken. Feng Ling wrote them down. Luo Bi, who was idle on the side, took some fresh mushrooms to wash.

As she hung up the call, Feng Ling asked, "When can the person you're keeping take over the calls for you?"

Zhan Yi was taken aback, and subconsciously defended her: "She's naive and doesn't have any other thoughts."

Feng Ling scoffed and hung up the call. Did he think he'd never seen an innocent woman before? There was one right beside him, acting like a child, answering the call for Zhan Yi. Zhan Yi didn't care, and Feng Ling couldn't be bothered to bother.

Luo Bi was playing in the kitchen, while Feng Ling put mushrooms and ginseng on the pot and stewed chicken.

The wind picked up, and Luo Bi ran to the yard to look at the sky. Soon it started to rain. It had been raining on and off all day, mostly light rain, but now the rain was getting heavier, with large raindrops falling densely.

Dinner was served, and Luo Bi had a good appetite. Feng Ling's sharp eyes were filled with a smile.

The events that happened at Yang Yu's house today quickly spread among the families of the stationed soldiers. Wen Yaorao cried her eyes out and explained to her friends, "I really lost my hair clip. Everyone believes that Jiang Rao'er lost her hair clip, so why don't you believe that I lost mine? Is it because I'm not talented enough?"

Lu Xiao comforted her, "We believe in you."

Zhang Wu'er asked Wen Yaorao suspiciously, "Did you bring a hair clip today?"

Wen Yaorao looked up, her eyes filled with tears: "Wu'er, don't you believe me? I always protect you."

Zhang Wu'er could only say, "I believe you." (End of Chapter)