My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts Chapter 677 - 228 Honey Candy2

"How is Sansi doing?" Ke Lian asked cautiously, lowering her head to address the indifferent-looking Du Xixi. Although Du Xixi had ntioned before that Sansi was in excellent health with none of the issues of a premature baby, Ke Lian couldn’t ease her worries until she saw Sansi with her own eyes.

Du Xixi humd and, noticing the smoke from the barbecue was already visible outside the cave, spoke gently, "2569 has so photos and videos of Sansi. If you’re so worried, why don’t you find 2569 later and take a look yourself?"

Not only does 2569 love doing housework, but it also enjoys capturing everyday monts, including but not limited to Du Xixi cooking, the kids playing, and sweet monts between Du Xixi and Ke Lian. With Sansi being the newest addition to the family, 2569 especially loves taking photos and videos of him.

As 2569 would say, these monts it captures are material for reminiscing in the future; stored in its chip are the most beautiful and happiest tis of everyone.

Though for 2569 it’s just sothing it does effortlessly, one must say it’s thanks to 2569’s little hobby that Du Xixi looks forward to the day when she’ll use these photos and videos to rember the past.

Du Xixi’s suggestion was a good one. When night fell and everyone skillfully used a large rock to block the cave entrance, Ke Lian went to find 2569 and asked it to display Sansi’s photos and videos for him.

Just viewing so photos and videos, Ke Lian alone could see them on 2569’s electronic screen. But as Mo Feng had listened to this all afternoon, he curiously joined in, and the viewing team grew from one person to two.

Two people were still manageable; squeezing in wasn’t uncomfortable. But as the two huddled together, others who saw them beca curious too and gathered around. Then...

Du Xixi went to a corner where no one could see to wash up. When she returned, she saw a large group of n surrounding the "poor little" 2569, laughing and chattering nonstop.

"The baby! Such a tiny bundle, so cute."

"What do you an cute? Look at his eyebrows and eyes; he looks so much like us adults! He’ll grow up to be quite the handso guy!"

"Oh, oh, he’s grabbing his little feet! Why is he drooling while smiling?"

"Who didn’t drool when they smiled as a kid?"

"Ah, I miss my daughter; she was so cute when she was little too."

"I don’t have a son or a daughter... but my big sister did give an adorably cute niece. Every ti I go ho, she sticks to calling Uncle!"

"..."

"..."

"That’s too much! Pin him down!"

The crowd of n playful hit one of them a few tis.

Du Xixi: ...

Sure enough, staying in this world too long makes you quirky.

Having seen Sansi in person and confird he was indeed perfectly fine, Ke Lian finally felt at ease. That night, as he lay on the pile of hay holding Du Xixi, he whispered softly to her, "Xixi, thank you for giving three children. You’ve worked hard."

"It’s not for you; I did it for myself!" Du Xixi was worried Ke Lian would get sentintal with her, fearing she might get so moved she’d cry, which would make a laughingstock out of her, even if Mo Feng and the others were far away. She still wanted to maintain the image they had of her—not of a crybaby.

"Alright, alright." Ke Lian chuckled, comforting Du Xixi, but as he tucked her into his embrace to keep her warr, he couldn’t help but say, "But I still want to thank you."

Du Xixi lowered her eyes with a smile, not saying more this ti, and closed her eyes, softly telling Ke Lian, "It’s late. Let’s sleep. Good night."

"Good night." With his beloved wife in his arms, sleep soon overca Ke Lian. In the quiet of night, he drifted into a deep slumber, accompanied by the gentle sound of Du Xixi’s breathing.

Ke Lian woke up later than usual the following day, normally the first one to rise. This ti he was the last. Outside the cave, there was laughter and chatter. Ke Lian shook his head to clear his mind, then walked towards the sound.

He saw Du Xixi standing in front of a large pot, half-filled with a thick, white, cloudy liquid. 2569 stood nearby, occasionally stirring it with a big spoon while so white steam occasionally rose from the pot.

"Good morning, sir!" said Chen Dan, who was sitting at the cave entrance drawing a map. He was the first to notice Ke Lian, looked up to greet him, then focused back on his map.