The family walked to the entrance, just as Mu Jie's father, mother, grandfather, and grandmother were alighting from the hovercar.
Butler Mu, as always, lowered his head and greeted them with respectful words.
Mu Jie also stepped forward to greet them. With his well-defined features and gentle demeanor, he exuded an air of politeness. "Father, Mother, Grandfather, Grandmother, welcome home."
Even little Mu Lan, at this moment, straightened his small body. He looked at the elders returning from a day of work outside and respectfully saluted them. Like his father, Mu Jie, he spoke each word with seriousness and sincerity, welcoming his grandparents and great-grandparents home.
Lu Wanqing felt a little flustered at this moment. She was not familiar with their customs. After a moment of hesitation, she emulated Mu Jie's actions, performed a polite bow, and then welcomed them, "Uncle, Aunt, Grandfather, Grandmother, welcome home."
As Lu Wanqing spoke, Mu Jie's parents froze slightly. Even his grandparents appeared a little apprehensive.
"Dinner is just ready. Let's all come in and eat together," Mu Jie said.
Upon hearing this, little Mu Lan immediately became excited. "Yes, yes! Grandfather, Grandmother, Great-Grandfather, Great-Grandmother, do you know? My Mommy made dinner today~"
"Mommy's cooking is really amazing. She made it herself, with her hands, like from three thousand years ago! She stood in the kitchen, holding a spatula, and cooked dinner bit by bit!"
When Mu Lan talked about his Mommy, his whole demeanor became lively, his eyes sparkled, and he was incredibly excited.
Mu Jie's parents were once again startled. Dinner was made by Lu Wanqing? Wasn't she... a zombie?
Mu Jie's grandparents also felt uneasy. They subtly glanced at Lu Wanqing, trying to discern what made this girl similar to a zombie.
Not only the grandparents looked at Lu Wanqing this way, but Mu Jie's parents also couldn't help but quietly size her up.
However, after observing for a while, the four elders inexplicably found Lu Wanqing to be... quite normal. Her eyes were fine, her skin was fine, and she even walked normally. She didn't seem like the hopping, skipping zombies from old Earth movies at all.
Perhaps it was because Lu Wanqing's appearance and behavior seemed so normal that they gradually became less afraid. However, when standing next to her, they still felt a little nervous, a little scared? But only a little.
Children don't understand the thoughts of adults. Little Mu Lan was eager to share the meal prepared by his Mommy with his grandparents and great-grandparents.
Urged by little Mu Lan, the elders soon arrived at the dining room. Seeing a table full of sumptuous delicacies, they were all astonished. All these dishes, were they all made by Lu Wanqing?
These dishes were completely different from those made by the domestic robots. Although they used the same ingredients, just standing by the table and smelling the aroma wafting from it made them feel it was delicious. Their hungry taste buds couldn't help but wriggle, wanting to eat.
Mu Si Rui was upstairs. She checked the time and realized it was almost time for dinner. She came downstairs with Lu Yuan Yuan. However, as she reached the living room, she seemed to smell something.
Mu Si Rui sniffed the air and then, unable to resist, followed the scent to the dining room.
"Wow, did the domestic robot change the menu?" Mu Si Rui's eyes lit up as she saw the completely different dishes on the table. She exclaimed excitedly.
Little did they know that the domestic robots changed their recipes daily, but after decades, they had tried all of them and grown tired of them. It had been a long, long time since they had eaten any new dishes.
As Mu Si Rui spoke, she couldn't help but wash her hands and then rushed to the dining table, scrutinizing the dishes on it, again and again. She was extremely delighted.
"Auntie, all these dishes were made by Mommy!" Little Mu Lan had held back his words earlier, but seeing his aunt also genuinely liking Mommy's cooking, he couldn't resist and loudly boasted.
Lu Wanqing found it amusing. Not wanting the child to continue bragging, which would make her embarrassed, she quickly said, "Alright, Lan Lan, no need to say more. Everyone sit down and eat quickly. It tastes better when it's hot, and it won't be as delicious when it gets cold."
Lu Yuan Yuan, who was following Mu Si Rui, was also shocked when she looked at the table full of dishes. The domestic robots were primarily managed by the Lu family's industries. Sixty percent of domestic robots in the entire interstellar were produced by her family, including the recipes programmed into them, which were meticulously researched and developed by the finest chefs in the galaxy hired by her family.
She had never seen dishes like these on the Mu family's table before. She had just thought that the family had suddenly updated their menu without her knowledge. She hadn't expected these dishes to be made by Lu Wanqing?
How could Lu Wanqing cook? Was she a chef who also knew how to cook?
Everyone soon sat down. Little Mu Lan was the first to reach for the meat. He eagerly placed it into everyone's bowls. These were dishes made by his Mommy, and he found them incredibly delicious. He wanted to share them with all his closest relatives!
"Dad!"
"Great-Grandfather! Great-Grandmother!"
"Grandfather! Grandmother!"
"Auntie!"
"Please eat quickly! Mommy's cooking is delicious. I ate some at noon, and it was super, super delicious, a hundred times better than what the domestic robots make!"
The little fellow served everyone with meat and then looked at everyone, saying with great excitement.
Mu Si Rui also felt a little nervous. Were these dishes all made by Lu Wanqing?
Mu Si Rui had been excited to see new dishes earlier, but now she felt uneasy. Lu Wanqing was a zombie. Would there be any problems with the food she personally prepared?
Mu Si Rui was afraid and hesitated to eat.
Mu Jie looked at everyone, then at little Mu Lan, and finally smiled and lowered his head, taking the first bite of meat.
As the meat entered his mouth, he paused.
The entire table of people was already tense. They watched him, and seeing him suddenly pause, their hearts leaped into their throats. Could the food really have problems?
The next moment, Mu Jie's eyes lit up. He quickly chewed and swallowed the meat in his mouth, then looked up at Lu Wanqing, exclaiming, "It's delicious! Your cooking is this good?"
Little Mu Lan had been praising non-stop. He had simply thought the child was expressing his dependence on his mother, but he hadn't expected it to be truly incredibly delicious, better than most delicacies he had tasted before!
Lu Wanqing had also been nervous because so many people were present and no one had eaten yet. She was worried, but seeing Mu Jie's reaction, she couldn't help but relax and say with a smile, "It's alright, I just made a few things casually."
"You're too humble. It's really delicious. I think you could even get a senior chef qualification certificate!" Mu Jie couldn't help but praise her with a smile.