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Chapter 604: 443: Stockpiling Thousands for the Catastrophe, Raising a Child I'm Slacking Off 31_2

Chapter 604: Chapter 443: Stockpiling Thousands for the Catastrophe, Raising a Child I’m Slacking Off 31_2

Wen Qingyu raised an objection, shaking the little one’s hand lightly, “And what about Daddy?”

“Daddy.” Little Xiangsheng seemed to have not anticipated this scenario, blinking his eyes, looking at Wen Qingyu, then smiling sweetly and calling out again, “Daddy.”

“My little biased one,” Wen Qingyu teased as he touched the child’s nose, “Indeed, sons take after their mother.”

It seemed like Little Xiangsheng also felt that something was off, so he struggled to get down, and Su Zhiruan let him.

Afterward, Xiangsheng staggered over, taking the initiative to grab Wen Qingyu’s finger.

Wen Qingyu wasn’t angry to begin with, just teasing him, seeing his and Su Zhiruan’s clever son, he would go along with whatever he did.

Xiangsheng was holding his finger while the other hand reached out to grab one of Su Zhiruan’s fingers.

Then, he brought both pairs of hands together, placing his own little hand on theirs as well.

The family of three held hands.

This scene made everyone envious.

Someone even took out a camera to capture it all.

Such heartwarming moments were rare to see in the apocalypse.

*

After this day, the news concerning Xiangsheng spread throughout the base.

At only one year old, he was so smart it was unreal.

After he gradually learned to speak, it was even more uncontrollable.

Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen, since the ‘grabbing ritual’ event, devoted their love to the child wholeheartedly, wishing there were 25 hours in a day to spend with him.

Reading and recognizing characters was handled by Grandpa Wen, who also took care of foreign language education. Grandma Wen encouraged Xiangsheng to look at pictures a lot, listen to nursery rhymes, and engage in various forms of early childhood education that developed manual dexterity.

Seeing the elders teach such comprehensive subjects, Su Zhiruan taught Xiangsheng some common sense and cognitive skills, labeling things commonly seen with word cards, making annotations, and often helping him recognize these things.

Wen Qingyu focused on the child’s growth and development, providing appropriate food or other necessities at the right times and encouraging walking and exercise.

Extreme high temperatures were unbearable, yet those caring for the child always felt time flying by.

At first, one wouldn’t notice, but sometimes in the blink of an eye, upon looking at the child again, it was astonishing to discover how much he had grown.

What once felt like a difficult and lengthy phase suddenly seemed to have passed.

This was a miraculous thing.

According to the original storyline, the extreme high temperatures would continue for three years after the extreme snowstorm.

Adding the snowstorm, once these four years were weathered through, the high temperature would gradually subside, followed by a downpour, and then, things would return to normal.

Humans, as a species, actually adapt to nature better than animals.

After all, evolution theory had long stated: survival of the fittest through natural selection.

Humans unsuited to nature had already been eliminated by natural selection; those who survived proved they were fit for nature.

In the constant high temperatures, everyone gradually got used to this way of life. Although it was busier, more tiring, the death toll sharply declined, and even those clinging to life could somehow get by securely.

Soon, the last year of the high temperature arrived.

By this time, Su Zhiruan’s reputation was even greater, and her followers had multiplied.

In two years, she had basically perfected the base’s infrastructure, established comprehensive rules and regulations to govern the base’s people, upheld the national distribution system, ensured rewards were based on effort, and guaranteed the survival of those in need.

She initiated pilot programs at the base, and after seeing successful results, broadcasted them to the entire nation in a radio format, ensuring that every base across the country carried on with their construction in an orderly fashion.

Maybe some didn’t know the real cruelty of the apocalypse, but now, there wasn’t a soul who didn’t know of Su Zhiruan.

She didn’t exaggerate or depict the apocalypse as excessively cruel, but people would follow her advice and instinctively felt that, by following her plan, everyone could survive.

The third year of high temperatures.

It was also the fourth year of the apocalypse.

Little Xiangsheng was nearly three years old.

Su Zhiruan walked hand in hand with Little Xiangsheng.

“Mommy, you have time to play with me!” Little Xiangsheng pouted, his eyes sparkling as he followed Su Zhiruan step by step, pulling on her hand, “Xiangsheng has learned so, so, so many things.”

“Our Xiangsheng is really smart,” Su Zhiruan said with a smile as she patted his hair, never stingy with praise for her child’s accomplishments.

Upon receiving her praise, Little Xiangsheng instantly jumped three feet high.

The little guy was becoming more and more endearing as he grew. Su Zhiruan was very aware of this.

The base’s food supply was getting better, and in addition, the food stored in Su Zhiruan’s house still filled over a dozen unused rooms.