Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 20 Primer
"Then... human beings can only survive on nutrient solution in the future?" The system is a little unbelievable. After all, in the interstellar where it exists 5000 years later, everyone eats food, not nutrient solution.

"Not necessarily." Nan Shu's quiet eyes flashed.

"You have a solution?" The system asked in surprise.

"It's not a solution, it's just an idea. After all, I always have to find a legitimate source for the ingredients I take out, don't I?"

"Yeah." The system agrees. Except for Nan Jue, Nan Shu's food has appeared in front of Doyle and the officer. Doyle won't ask more questions now, and it's hard to guarantee that he won't in the future. Also, in the future, things like food will always appear. If you want to take it out, there is no taboo.

Nan Jue trotted over with her short legs, and threw herself on Nan Shu's lap: "Mom—"

"Well, Xiao Jue finished reading the illustrations?" Nan Shu hugged him.

Nan Jue wrinkled her little nose and pouted her little mouth slightly, "Mom, the illustration is too childish."

Nan Shu nodded his little head and said helplessly, "Okay."

She found that Nan Jue was very intelligent. He had watched from the sidelines when he was cooking, and he could remember all the processes after reading it once. Children's illustrations, which are intellectually enlightening books, might really not be suitable for Nan Jue.

Thinking of this, Nan Shu couldn't help sighing. Xiao Jue's high IQ is probably inherited from his unnamed father, but unfortunately he doesn't know who that person is or what he looks like.

But... Looking at the little dumpling made of powder and jade in front of her, Nan Shu felt that it's good not to know, at least no one would compete with her for Xiao Jue.

Nan Jue flashed her big bright eyes: "Mom, what are you having for lunch?"

"What would you like to eat, baby?"

"Hmm..." Nan Jue rested his chin, yesterday's fried fresh milk and sweet and sour pork tenderloin were delicious, but mother's new dishes have not been tasted yet...

Nan Jue was confused.

The deliciousness of the old food and the novelty of the new dish...which one should you choose?

Nan Shu looked at Nan Jue's tangled look with great interest, her beautiful eyes filled with a smile.

"Hmm... I want to eat yesterday's fried fresh milk and sweet and sour pork!" Nan Jue made a decision.

"Then mom will cook another large yellow croaker with green onions, okay?"

"it is good!"

Nan Jue replied crisply.

Although I don't know what big yellow croaker is, but what my mother makes must be delicious.

"By the way, you don't want to read illustrations. Mom has prepared other books for you." Nan Shu took the three ancient books next to her.

It is said that the ancient books are actually the printed versions of the later generations of the earth. The paper is exquisite, delicate and smooth, and the font is in italics. It is correct and square, pleasing to the eye, suitable for children to read.

Nan Jue stared at the three characters in front of him, a little confused, he didn't know how to read yet.

Nan Shu stretched out her index finger, pointed to the four square characters on the white leather cover, and read: "Young students learn from Qionglin."

"Youth Learning Qionglin" was written by Cheng Dengji in the late Ming Dynasty. It is an enlightenment book for children in ancient times, and it is very suitable for Nanjue's enlightenment.

Nan Jue stretched out her small hand, and opened the first page. The correct typeface was neatly arranged on the white paper. The petaled plum blossom was reflected in the upper right corner of the paper, and the emerald green branches and leaves were reflected on the edge of the paper. The light green color and the white greasy paper The colors are blended together, it looks beautiful without losing childishness, take a deep breath, as if you can smell the fragrance of ink.

Nan Jue's eyes lit up, he liked this book, it was much better than the illustrations.

Seeing Nan Jue's joy, Nan Shu felt relieved, and a Qingyue voice came out slowly: "The chaos is just beginning, and the universe is beginning to lay. Those with clear qi rise to the sky, and those with heavy qi..."

"In the chaotic universe, once the vitality is opened up, the Yin and Yang of the world will have a position..."

Cultural gap, the most basic thing Nan Jue has never heard of, so Nan Shu explained each word to Nan Jue, seeing that he listened seriously, and extended the story of Pangu opening up the sky by the way.At the end, I don't forget to add that this is just an ancient myth, and we must believe in interstellar science.

Mostly, children always have a special yearning and admiration for fairy tales. Nan Jue was fascinated by it. In her mother's description, the appearance of the ancient world and the first opening gradually appeared in front of her eyes. When this paragraph was finished, Nan Jue was still full of ideas When he came back to his senses, his big eyes were shining, and he was curious about the fantasy story, which he had never heard before.

Seeing him happy, Nan Shu also smiled slightly, and did not emphasize interstellar science.

In her opinion, interstellar accurate scientific knowledge does not conflict with fairy tales, just like when she was a child, her grandmother hugged her and told her ghost myths, although now that she has come to interstellar, she knows that those fantastic and treacherous stories are actually non-existent , but those stories are still a fond childhood memory.

Nan Jue's childhood, she hopes to recall a warm and happy childhood filled with all kinds of strange stories, rather than a childhood full of technological knowledge and no fantasy.

Time flies, one day, Nan Jue pestered Nan Shu to tell books and stories in the morning, ate delicious food at noon, took a nap in the afternoon, and still pestered Nan Shu to tell stories after waking up. There are smiles on the little faces.

Just as Nan Shu expected, a few years later, Nan Jue recalled that when he was a child, except for a bad guy who would rob his mother, the whole childhood was beautiful, full of his mother's melodious storytelling voice and delicious meals smell.

*
Federation at seven fifty p.m.

Huaguang Live is still pouring in a large number of viewers.

In the background, Yan Ping and several other high-level executives laughed from ear to ear looking at the continuous influx of people shown by the background data.

It was indeed correct to sign Nanshu. Before it even started, Huaguang's nighttime traffic at this time today is already three times larger than the nighttime traffic in the same period.

The viewers who entered the homepage of the Huaguang app scanned their eyes and set the largest fixed recommendation position at the top.

With just one glance, he was instantly amazed.

Compared with the previous Golden Light, the cover of this live broadcast room is more luxurious and exquisite. There is only one word on the cover - Chess.

The big characters like splashed ink, with strong strokes and unrestrained momentum, are engraved on the golden dark lines, like silver hooks and iron paintings, shocking and instantly freezing everyone's eyes.

It's not the time for the live broadcast yet, and now it's time to make an appointment. Countless people stared at the cover of Nan Shu's live broadcast room. It's much better than other live broadcast covers with an over-refined beauty face.

Time passed little by little, and the expectations in everyone's hearts grew.

Countless people were looking forward to it, and it was eight o'clock.

Nanshu started the live broadcast on time.

(End of this chapter)