The flower-growing soul has an uncertain identity, only farming is stable

Chapter 581: Ouyang Family Children’s Gathering

Meng Ke has already tracked down Tan Jia's friend through the laboratory intranet, but unfortunately, the person has long passed away. According to the timeline, he was gone when they last contacted him.

It was obvious that Dr. Bai had discovered the surveillance. Without time to think about it, Meng Ke quickly sent the person back.

But the laboratory data has not been transmitted yet. This is just external data, and the main console is on another network.

Meng Ke's mental strength was almost exhausted. If she continued like this, her mental state would be in danger. She couldn't afford to waste time, so she decided to withdraw.

Fortunately, I retreated in time, otherwise I would have been trapped in Dr. Bai's hands forever.

When the spirit body returned to its main body, it had an electronic ball in its hand.

"Huh? Mom, what is this?"

"It's an interesting thing, but I can't play with it now. I have to keep it as a sample."

Meng Ke kissed Yangyang on the face.

As soon as I got off the car, I saw a group of people from the Ouyang family coming out to greet me.

This is Ouyang Kong's manor. After a few polite words, Meng Ke took the children to the villa where Ouyang Kong lived.

Yangyang pointed to a building on the left and said, "This is what Dad arranged for me. Mom, can you help me plant some fruit trees? I want to sit under the trees and pick fruits to eat in the future."

"no problem!"

Xiaoyu pulled her mother's hand. Mengke looked over and asked, "What does Xiaoyu like?"

Xiaoyu's eyes were full of stars: "I want a mushroom house. There are mushroom houses everywhere. I can sleep in them and pick one to eat when I'm hungry."

"no problem!"

All of my son’s little wishes were fulfilled.

"Mom, my brothers and sisters all want to see you, can they?"

"Brother or sister?"

It definitely isn’t Zhuzhu and the others. Zhuzhu and the others want to see me, so Yangyang doesn’t need to ask.

"Yes! Sister Jiujiu, Brother Qingqing, they all admire mom very much. Mom, can we have a small party tomorrow?"

Meng Ke wanted to tease her son, so she pretended to be silent: "Well..."

Yangyang and Xiaoyu have the same expectant expression.

"Mom has never hosted a children's party before. I wonder if there are any cute kids willing to help. If there are any, I think we can have a small party."

Yangyang and Xiaoyu hugged their mother's arms at the same time: "I'll help you."

Ouyang Kong, who was supposed to come back the next day, came back in the middle of the night.

Meng Ke was sleeping soundly with Yangyang in her left arm and Xiaoyu in her right arm, but she didn't expect that the next morning when she opened her eyes she would see a smiling face.

"When did you come back?"

Meng Ke stretched, and the man held her waist tightly and pressed his whole body against her.

After Yangyang and Xiaoyu woke up, they found themselves in another place and their mother was not around, so they went to look for her hand in hand.

The robot at the door stopped the two brothers and said, "Mr. and Mrs. are still resting. If you two young masters have anything to say, please leave a message."

Yangyang and Xiaoyu looked at each other, and Yangyang spoke first: "Please tell Mom that Xiaoyu and I will go prepare the things for the party first. We will choose the lawn in front of the main villa for the party. She can come to find us there."

"Okay! Master Rui."

By the time Meng Ke and Ouyang Kong came downstairs, Yangyang and Xiaoyu had already prepared most of the things.

Meng Ke tilted her head and looked at the empty lawn and the abundant food, but she always felt like something was missing.

The two little ones ran over, Meng Ke picked up Xiaoyu and put her into Ouyang Kong's arms, then took Yangyang over.

"Are there any children here today who are allergic to pollen?"

"Pollen allergy, never heard of it."

Ouyang Kong explained: "Interstellar humans have already optimized this part of the gene, so there is no need to worry about it."

Meng Ke nodded and brought up a screen to enlarge it: "This is a game advertisement I saw last time."

Meng Ke froze the scene and said, "I think this scene is very beautiful. Do you want to do a live version?"

"want!"

Yangyang replied loudly, and Xiaoyu was also very excited: "Mom, can you arrange it before the party this afternoon?"

But Yangyang said: "It doesn't matter if we can't do it today, we can do another one after we have made arrangements."

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Such a beautiful garden castle, you can wait as long as you want.

Meng Ke said, “No need!”

Planting such a large garden castle not only consumes mental energy, but also requires a large amount of plant nutrient solution. Meng Ke prepared everything first, and after having a general idea in mind, she began to use mental energy to guide the growth of plants, thus building a dream plant castle.

If Princess Ai's ice and snow castle was built by her magic, then Meng Ke's garden castle was built by her precise mental control. Even the big tree that served as a support was created by her. The whole scene was quite shocking.

Before the banquet started, Meng Ke's family personally went to the door to greet them. Both the teenagers and the children were originally surrounding Meng Ke, but when they entered the door and saw the sea of ​​flowers, they were all shocked.

“Is this real or virtual?”

Some people suspected that this was a virtual scene, and they picked a flower at random, and then they became embarrassed.

“This…this is true.”

Look what he did! As a guest, he actually plucked the host's flowers. Ahhh! He was so embarrassed.

More importantly, this is a precious flower, and he ruined it.

The young master was in tears and came to apologize to Meng Ke holding a white rose as big as his palm.

Meng Ke didn't care at all: "If you like it, this flower is for you!"

"Really? Auntie, you're not angry?"

The young master held Huahua in his arms with care.

Meng could see that he really liked it, so she waved her hand and said, "I'll give you a bouquet. Take it home and put it in a vase. Sprinkle some nutrient solution on it and it will bloom for half a month."

The boy quickly shook his head: "No, no! Flowers should grow on branches."

Meng Ke nodded: "You are right."

Meng Ke was not wearing a haute couture dress, so she could move around more easily. She squatted down and took out a flowerpot with the soil prepared in it. She stretched out her hand towards the boy.

"Give me that flower you picked."

"oh oh!"

The boy was a little reluctant, but he quickly handed the flowers over.

Meng Ke took it and hit the center of the flowerpot, which made the boy feel very distressed, but he didn't say anything.

Then he saw an even more heartbreaking scene. The white rose lying alone in the middle of the flowerpot withered at a speed visible to the naked eye and was crushed into mud.

But then, something magical happened. Small sprouts emerged from the flowerpot, one, two, three...

As the number of small buds increases, the plant continues to grow larger. When it grows to half a person's height, buds begin to form at the top.

At this time, the area was already crowded with people, all excitedly watching a white rose transform into a pot of beautiful roses in bud, ready to bloom.

Meng Ke stood up, pointed at the pot of flowers and said to the boy, "This is for you!"

The young boy was stunned: "Really...really give it to me?"

The people around him cast envious glances at him. The boy's brother, who had been standing behind him, slapped him on the back of the head and said, "Why don't you thank your aunt?"

The young boy smiled foolishly: "Thank you, Auntie."

"As long as you like it!"

Just as she finished speaking, her trouser legs were tugged. Meng Ke looked down and saw a cute little girl, just above her knee height, looking at her expectantly: "Auntie, can I have one?"

As if she was afraid of being rejected, she nervously said to her hands: "One...one petal, can...can I?"

Meng could see that the children around her were looking at her with hopeful eyes. She suddenly wanted to see how her baby son would respond: "Yangyang, Mommy's energy is running out, but I want to make your good friends happy. What do you think I should do?"

All adults and children followed Meng Ke's gaze and looked at Ouyang Rui at the same time.

Ouyang Rui was standing next to his father outside the crowd wearing a small suit.

In front of outsiders, Ouyang Rui is always a mature and steady child.