Surviving in Apocalypse with Children - Chapter 9
Because the space had many supplies, it was enough to buy an RV.
Wen Bei ran around and then came to Wen Xiaoxiao and said, “Mom, this car is so pretty!”
“Does my baby like it?” Wen Xiaoxiao smiled and looked at Wen Bei.
“I like it.” Wen Bei’s chubby face had become more tender and whiny after being nourished by the space. Now she was even more cute, like a doll.
Wen Xiao’s short legs squeaked as he ran to Wen Xiaoxiao. “Mom, hug.”
In the past few months, Wen Xiaoxiao discovered that the health of the five children was good. Except for the fourth child, whose body was not as healthy as the other four.
Wen Xiao, the fourth child, looked lively and cheerful, but in fact he had a clingy temperament, and his body was not as strong as that of his four brothers and sister. Wen Xiaoxiao felt very distressed when thinking about this.
Wen Xiaoxiao lifted Wen Xiao from the ground and asked with a worried expression, “Baby, are you tired?”
“Mom~”
Although Wen Xiao’s body had been nourished by the spiritual water in the space, he was still weak. The other four children knew about his bad health and would give in to his every want. Even the youngest child, Wen Bei, knew how to give in to her older brother.
Wen Xiaoxiao hugged Wen Xiao in her arms and shouted to the four children, “Darlings, we are going back.”
Wen Xiaoxiao came out of the RV, holding Wei Xiao in her arms, followed by the other four children, and went back.
At night.
It was clear that it was already May, but the weather was a lot cooler.
Wen Xiaoxiao came out of the bathroom and saw the five children sitting obediently on the bed, their big and clear black-and-white eyes looking at her.
Wen Xiaoxiao smiled. “What’s wrong, my darlings? You’ve been staring at Mommy.”
Wen Xiaoxiao lay on the bed, holding the fourth child in her arms and pinching his soft and tender face. She looked at the five children who were unhappy and said, “Who upset my precious babies?”
The five children remained silent. After a while, Wen Bei opened her mouth. “Mom, this afternoon when you went out to buy the RV, an aunt came shortly after. She said she’s your friend, but my brothers and I don’t believe her, so we didn’t open the door for her. She scolded me and my brothers, saying we are little bastards with no father.”
Wen Bei recounted what happened with grievance in her eyes. There seemed to be suspicious tears in her eyes that were about to fall at any second. Wen Xiaoxiao felt heartbroken and touched her little face. “Why didn’t you tell Mommy earlier?”
Wen Xiaoxiao’s eyes turned cold and murderous. Even though she wasn’t there at that time, she had a hunch about who was calling her precious babies little bastards.
Bai Xiaolian is the original female lead in the book. Even if she was the original female lead, so what? When the apocalypse comes, she will still be killed miserably.
Wen Mo’s lips were tightly pursed. Wen Heng remained silent, while Wen Yang’s smile disappeared. As for Wen Xiao sitting in Wen Xiaoxiao’s arms, he opened his big eyes, looking at Wen Xiaoxiao and waiting for her answer.
“Mom, are we really little bastards with no father?” The usually silent Wen Heng suddenly spoke.
“It’s not that you don’t have a father. Your father is a hero and wants to protect the country, so he can’t come back to see you. Maybe your father will come back in a few days.” Wen Xiaoxiao didn’t know who their father was, so she could only tell them a white lie about their father.
Wen Xiaoxiao looked at the five babies and felt very guilty. She originally thought that they would be able to live happily without a father, but when she saw their expressions, Wen Xiaoxiao knew that they longed for a complete family, longing for a father.
Unbeknownst to Wen Xiaoxiao, the five children’s father was indeed a hero, a hero who defended the country. And that in just one day, he would come to look for them.
Qin Ye passed the information he had found to Bo Yiliang.
“Major General, this is the information about that woman.” Qin Ye looked at Bo Yiliang’s back and said.
“Okay! You may leave! I will call you if there’s anything.” Bo Yiliang replied.
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