Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft heroine is pampered by the group in the plane

Su Zhiruan had no intention of reminiscing about the past with Su Mingzhu. She put her things down and turned to leave.

"Wait——" Su Mingzhu suddenly shouted, trying to get Su Zhiruan to stop.

But Su Zhiruan and Wen Qingyu did not look back.

Su Mingzhu bit her lip and mustered up the courage to say loudly, "Su Zhiruan, thank you."

Su Zhiruan continued walking.

"Also, I'm sorry."

Su Zhiruan paused, but still pushed the door open and walked out.

Su Mingzhu's apology was not addressed to her, Su Zhiruan.

The person their family feels most sorry for is the original owner.

No matter how they apologized, the original owner and she who borrowed the original owner's body should not forgive them.

Not all mistakes can be forgiven as long as an apology is made, and she is no exception.

Su Mingzhu slowly squatted down. She could already feel the gazes of countless people behind her falling on her, mixed with curiosity, confusion, doubt and other emotions.

She finally returned to her original small corner with the supplies in her arms.

When Su's mother first saw Su Zhiruan, she still wanted to play the emotional card. After all, they were her children, and she always felt that Su Zhiruan would not sit idly by.

But after seeing Su Mingzhu, Su's mother found that she still didn't dare to go to Su Zhiruan with a flattering face.

They are now truly from two different worlds.

*

After Su Zhiruan delivered these supplies, the survivors' spirits became noticeably higher. If they could hold on for a few more months, they would be able to return to their previous lives.

This news is like seeing a tiny ray of light in the dark night. Although it is insignificant, it brings great hope.

Su Zhiruan and Wen Qingyu are taking care of the children at home.

The little guy grew very fast. Before his fourth birthday, he had grown a lot taller.

Su Zhiruan put height measurement stickers in the house. They were of a yellow giraffe. Every day, Xiao Xiangsheng would run over, hold up his hand, compare it with the number on the sticker and read out his height.

"Mom, mom, when I grow taller and older, I will cook delicious meals for you and dad, and tell you stories," Xiang Sheng curled up in Su Zhiruan's arms and imagined the future after measuring his height, "I will also buy you beautiful clothes, skirts and necklaces."

"Then mom and dad will look forward to it." Su Zhiruan held the restless little baby in her arms, and she tilted her head and leaned on Wen Qingyu's shoulder.

"Dad, Mom," he said to himself for a long time, then suddenly stopped and pointed to the yellow giraffe sticker measuring height and said, "Is that the giraffe's child?"

There are four giraffes on the giraffe sticker, two on the left and two on the right. The tallest one is marked with a length scale, and the two smallest ones are huddled together and smiling.

"Yes, they are a family of giraffes." Su Zhiruan raised his eyes and explained to him gently.

Xiang Sheng blinked and nodded, then threw himself into Su Zhiruan's arms again, his voice muffled.

"Mom, I want a sister."

With just one sentence, Su Zhiruan almost fell down.

Wen Qingyu supported her in time.

"Want a sister?" The man seemed to be thinking about something. He reached out and embraced Su Zhiruan.

The kid nodded vigorously, "I want a sister, a well-behaved and pretty sister. I can dress her up, play with her, and tell her stories."

"Wife..."

She looked at the kid jumping out of her arms, counting on her fingers and talking nonsense.

But the man next to her started to act dishonestly, and Su Zhiruan immediately reached out and poked Wen Qingyu.

After talking to Xiangsheng for a long time, I felt that I wanted a younger sister even more.

So he lay down beside the giraffe pitifully and looked at the two giraffes.

"I can actually understand his thoughts," Wen Qingyu played with her fingers, then leaned on her shoulder and explained, "Other children should be in kindergarten by this time, and have come into contact with a few playmates of the same age, but our son has never been in contact with his peers since he was born."

Su Zhiruan looked at Xiangsheng who reached out to touch the giraffe sticker, and she suddenly felt pity for him.

She knew what Wen Qingyu said.

As a mother, she knows all the little thoughts of her children as they grow up.

Sometimes, even she herself feels that she owes her child.

He has been living in high temperatures since he was born. She and Wen Qingyu have to manage the base and are very busy all day long. Most of the time, her son is with Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen, but he has never shown dissatisfaction. He just tries to find time to spend with her as much as possible.

When he grew up, especially when he was three years old, he should have met other children of the same age to play with, but he was trapped in this house with his parents. There was no one of his age around him. Besides him, the youngest child in the base was already eight years old.

To be fair, even an adult would have a change in mental state if trapped in the house for so long, but he, as a child, behaved well and was strong.

Looking at Xiangsheng who was looking at the giraffe eagerly, Su Zhiruan and Wen Qingyu both felt guilty.

"There are still a few months left. Hopefully, once order is restored, everything will be back on track," Su Zhiruan sighed, "and then everything will be fine."

"What about the sister Xiangsheng wants?" Wen Qingyu was unwilling to give up. He grabbed Su Zhiruan's hand and stuck to her like a piece of taffy. "What should we do about this?"

Su Zhiruan shook him off.

"Wife..."

"Ruan Ruan..."

At this moment, Wen Qingyu was just like a large golden retriever, looking at him eagerly. The look in his eyes was no different from the look he gave Xiang Sheng just now. It should be said that the father and son looked exactly the same.

"I didn't say no," Su Zhiruan raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms, "Teacher Wen, please get ready."

"Okay!" Wen Qingyu's eyes lit up, his expression became lively, he reached out to hold Su Zhiruan, and they hugged each other intimately, even his voice became eight times softer, "Baby, I'll listen to you."

Su Zhiruan directly touched his abdominal muscles.

When the little guy stood up, he found that his parents were hugging each other again. However, he was already used to all this, so he patted his clothes and walked over again.

Hearing his father calling mommy and baby, he squeezed over and raised his little face, "Mommy, is she a baby too?"

"Mom will always be Dad's baby," Wen Qingyu rubbed his little head, "You are Mom and Dad's baby forever."

The little guy was very satisfied and insisted on squeezing in between the two of them.

in the afternoon.

In order to get him to sleep early, Wen Qingyu tried her best.

Watching Xiao Xiangsheng doing plank on the yoga mat, Su Zhiruan leaned against the door frame and chatted quietly with Wen Qingyu.

"Hey, you are really Sima Zhao's intention, everyone knows it. Do you really want your son to go to bed early?"

"I'm letting my son exercise," Wen Qingyu retorted, but he didn't deny what she said. His eyes moved and his voice lowered a little, "It can exercise the body, and it can also help him go to bed and get up early, and it can also help him welcome his little sister soon. It's a three-in-one deal, and it's all good. I believe our son can understand his parents' painstaking efforts."

Su Zhiruan: "..."

They were muttering here, but Xiangsheng, who insisted on doing the plank, only heard things like "exercise", "parents' hard work", and "they are all good things".

He had the answer in his little head: his parents wanted him to grow up quickly and become a real man.

So he worked harder.

After seeing it, Wen Qingyu was also very satisfied.

As the saying goes, no one knows a child better than his parents. After Wen Qingyu's series of training, the kid fell into a deep sleep.

He slept soundly on the first floor, while Su Zhiruan and Wen Qingyu also came to a small room on the third floor.

There was just a bed and a window.

There is a screen facing the door.

This is the perfect place to create humans.

As soon as they entered the room, even the expressions of the two men changed, especially Wen Qingyu, who had already unbuttoned most of his clothes before Su Zhiruan even closed the door.

Su Zhiruan had just locked the door when the next second, a warm temperature fell on his neck.

"...Wait...don't you want to warm up a little..." She leaned against the wall, an overwhelming feeling hitting the top of her head.

"That makes sense." The man paused and held up a finger.

Su Zhiruan: "..."

"Okay...that's enough," she blushed and reached out to stop him.

"Then I'll start." He wasn't polite.

……

All in all, it was a free day.

After it was over, Su Zhiruan leaned in his arms and suddenly thought of a question.

"Your memory hasn't recovered in such a long time?"

Wen Qingyu shook her head, his hands entwined around her hair, "It hasn't recovered."

"My only memories now are of our family of three, and what happened after you saved me. Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen mentioned things about our family to me, trying to stimulate my memory, but it was no use."

"What's the situation at your home?" Su Zhiruan looked up at Grandpa Wen when he heard him mention it.

Wen Qingyu told her what she remembered.

"My parents might have died. My grandparents have been looking for them for a long time but haven't found them. The nature of their jobs requires them to travel every day, and they can't find anyone when they're busy." Wen Qingyu hugged her. "Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen are indeed researchers, but after the natural disaster, they didn't find anyone."

Wen Qingyu also told her some things she had learned before.

The structure of the Wen family is relatively simple. Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen are both researchers who rarely show up in public. Wen Qingyu's parents are businessmen who travel all over the world all day long. There is no news from them and they are probably killed.

Logically speaking, with such a family, it was unlikely that Wen Qingyu would become a star, but he did enter the entertainment industry.

The specific motive is unclear. Although Wen Qingyu has not recovered his memory now, he does not really want to recover his memory.

Perhaps subconsciously, or perhaps unconsciously, he didn't want to recover his memory.

Now a warm and happy family is what he wants. Wen Qingyu always feels that recovering his memory is just adding a dry memory, which is no big deal.

So, since Su Zhiruan picked him up before the apocalypse, and there are still several months until the apocalypse ends, his memory has not been restored, and naturally, he is not planning to restore it.

*

A few months passed quickly.

It's summer again.

Two weeks before Xiao Xiangsheng's birthday, the heavy rain turned into light rain, and the light rain turned into drizzle.

This change made almost everyone happy.

Su Zhiruan was right, the apocalypse was really coming to an end this time.

Even the FM radio broadcast the happy news, and people were in tears almost every day.

One week before birthday.

The drizzle ended and strong winds blew for a few days.

After the strong wind ended, the sun came out, which is rare!

This change moved people almost to their knees.

sun.

It had been raining all year, and every day was damp, sticky and moldy. Suddenly, the warm sun fell on our bodies, and even our fingertips were dancing with soft light.

Many people burst into tears.

The cries echoed throughout the valley.

"It's over, it's finally over!"

"Sunshine, it's actually sunshine! It's been such a long time since I saw it!"

"We, actually, all survived! These disasters were placed upon us, and yet, we all survived!!"

It is no exaggeration to say that we have survived a disaster.

On Xiao Xiangsheng’s birthday.

As usual, Su Zhiruan and Wen Qingyu prepared a large table of delicious food.

The four-year-old boy grew very fast and was almost as tall as Su Zhiruan's waist.

"Today is our Xiangsheng's birthday, and it is also the day when the natural disaster ends. It's great." Su Zhiruan put the cake on the table and sighed.

"Yes." Wen Qingyu looked at the sunlight coming in and finally felt relieved.

Halfway through my birthday, there was a noisy sound at the door.

"I'll go take a look," Wen Qingyu stood up on her own initiative.

"I'll go too," Su Zhiruan followed.

Seeing that his parents had gone over, Xiao Xiangsheng also walked over.

The moment Wen Qingyu pushed open the door, she saw that the outside of the fence was full of people.

After seeing Su Zhi, Ruan Wen and Qingyu come out, the voices suddenly became smaller and there was silence.

If you look closely, you will find that these people's faces are full of tears and their eyes are red.

"Boss—"

The middle-aged man in the lead was the middle-aged teacher with glasses whom Su Zhiruan met when she first started building the base. At this moment, he stood in front of the crowd and called her solemnly.

"What are you doing?" Su Zhiruan was puzzled.

And the next second——

The middle-aged teacher wearing glasses actually knelt down upright and kowtowed in their direction.

Su Zhiruan and Wen Qingyu tried to hide away while holding their children.

But unexpectedly, the huge crowd behind them knelt down at the same time and kowtowed solemnly.

The scene was spectacular. No matter whether they were men or women, young or old, or what their identities or status were, at this moment, they just wanted to do this.

Xiang Sheng was held in Wen Qingyu's arms, watching all this with his eyes wide open.

"What are you guys doing? Get up, get up." Su Zhiruan stretched out his hand, trying to get everyone to stand up.

"We all know that without you, the base, and Mr. Wen, what awaits us is death. We would either starve to death, freeze to death, drown, or burn to death." Someone refused to get up and looked deeply at Su Zhiruan and Wen Qingyu, "Thank you."

The sentimental women behind had already started crying.

When disaster strikes, vulnerable groups are always the first to be pushed out. It is not easy for them to survive, but they met Su Zhiruan and the base.

Su Zhiruan was a little distracted as she listened to their words.

At first, she didn't think so much.

She is not from this world, and she came to this world just to complete a mission.