After finishing their noodles, Nanxing pulled Banxia back to their room and carefully explained the matter between He Song and Sun Huihui.

After investigation by the base, it was found that He Song's second husband, Rong Gui, was actually a hidden Xiao Yinghua. Although she herself had never committed any infidelity, she had enjoyed many conveniences provided by him in her life. Therefore, the base confiscated all of her assets and points.

He Song was spoiled and extravagant since childhood. After becoming penniless, the first thing he thought of was his son Nanxing, whom he had abandoned.

Banxia leaned against Nanxing's chest, casually playing with his fingers: "Then how did she end up with Sun Huihui?"

Nanxing: "Do you still remember those boys from the orphanage who bullied you along with Sun Huihui?"

Banxia thought for a moment, then shook her head: "I don't remember."

Nanxing's palms were itchy from being tickled by her fingers, so he simply grabbed her hand to stop her from moving: "Among those boys, there's Xiaoyinghua. After Sun Huihui left City A, she started hanging out with them."

"Not long ago, Sun Huihui was implicated and imprisoned, and then she met He Song by chance in prison."

It was said to be a coincidence, but in reality, He Song was spouting nonsense to the guards, claiming that his son had a high level of superpowers and was related to the base commander, Yan Ning. Upon hearing Nan Xing's name, Sun Huihui fawned over him like a bedbug.

The two men were just released from prison this morning, and they came knocking on the door like wolves smelling meat.

Banxia, ​​remembering Fang Yunyun's words, poked Nanxing's arm, "I kicked He Song, and if nothing unexpected happens, she won't live to see tomorrow. Are you angry?"

Nanxing looked at her with a half-smile: "Do you think I dare to get angry?"

Banxia pretended to be stupid and kept silent.

Nanxing spread her hands in front of her: "Tie me up, I will definitely not resist."

Seeing that Banxia didn't move, he deliberately teased her, "Doesn't my wife like bondage and forced love? What do you like then? I'm a pretty good actress, I can cooperate with anything."

Banxia's face suddenly flushed, and she turned her head away to change the subject in a low voice: "Did you invite Han Biao's family to dinner tonight to say goodbye?"

"Hmm, ignore him," Nanxing mumbled in response, then lowered his head to kiss her. "Look at me."

*

At 5 p.m., Cai Yuan and Zhao Xuan drove to pick up Han Biao's family. Nan Xing and Su Yao cooked in the kitchen, while Fang Yunyun and Su Xiao assisted.

"Is Banxia still sleeping?" Fang Yunyun chatted while peeling potatoes. "Who did she go to see? It's one thing to not let her eat her fill, but why can't she even sleep well?"

The instigator, Nanxing, was completely unashamed: "She didn't tell me."

Fang Yunyun changed the subject, feeling embarrassed: "How old is Han Biao's son this year?"

Nanxing, who had attended Han Biao's son Han Kang's one-month celebration, said: "He's over three years old. I'll make two dishes that kids like to eat later."

Su Yao couldn't help but sigh, "I heard that his child gets sick every few days and he hardly ever leaves the house. Luckily we don't have any children yet, or we'd be heartbroken."

Even in the pre-apocalyptic world with abundant medical resources, a sick child was a huge deal for parents, let alone now, where even a simple packet of cold medicine is incredibly expensive.

Nanxing nodded in agreement: "Banxia and I still have some children's medicine. We'll get some for Han Biao later."

Han Biao lived not far away, and about half an hour later, Cai Yuan and Zhao Xuan picked up his family.

Zhao Xuan poured a cup of hot water for the three of them: "Have some water to warm up. A Yuan and I will go to the kitchen to help with the cooking."

Food cools down quickly in low temperatures, so apart from soups and stews, other dishes are prepared only after the guests arrive.

Han Biao's wife, Wang Xuemei, stood up uneasily: "I'll go help too."

Han Biao held her down: "You stay with Kang Kang, I'll go."

With the help of Cai Yuan and the other two, the dishes were prepared quickly. Nanxing saw that it was almost time, washed her hands, and went back to her room to call for help.

Gold and Silver were dozing on the wool rug in front of the bed. When they saw him come in, they slightly lifted their eyelids to take a look, then closed their eyes and continued to doze.

Nanxing rubbed his hands together for a while to warm them up before gently nudging Banxia, ​​who was sleeping soundly: "Wife, dinner's ready."

Banxia rolled over and shrank further under the covers, only her fluffy head showing: "I don't want to eat."

Nanxing hesitated for two seconds: "Your sister-in-law and Kang Kang are here too, don't you want to meet them?"

Banxia threw off the covers and stood up: "I'll get up right away."

She had received care from Wang Xuemei when she was studying at school before the end of the world, so it was only right and proper for her to see her properly before parting ways.

Nanxing handed the clothes from the closet to Banxia, ​​then shooed Jinzi and Yinzi out the door: "Sister, change your clothes and go out to play."

When Banxia changed her clothes and walked into the living room with Nanxing's arm, she almost didn't recognize that the woman sitting on the sofa was Wang Xuemei.

Before the apocalypse, Wang Xuemei was a high school English teacher. She had delicate features, came from a well-off family, and always dressed elegantly. She was a beautiful teacher that her students often talked about.

But what's wrong with this woman who looks sallow and full of sorrow?

Banxia greeted them first: "Sister-in-law, Kang Kang, you're here."

Han Kang glanced at her discreetly, then buried his head in Wang Xuemei's arms and remained silent.

Wang Xuemei said awkwardly, "Banxia, ​​it's been a long time. Kang Kang, quickly say hello to your auntie."

She gently patted Han Kang's back and whispered comfortingly, "Your mother told you before we came that you should greet people when you see them, don't you remember?"

Banxia stepped in to smooth things over: "Sister-in-law, don't force the child. Make yourself at home here." She looked at Han Kang, whose back was to her, "The last time I saw Kang Kang, he was just learning to walk. I didn't expect him to grow up so much now."

As soon as she said it, she immediately felt it was inappropriate. Perhaps because he was often sick, Sanduo's Han Kang was so thin that he was about the size of a two-year-old child.

Wang Xuemei didn't mind at all; on the contrary, she was very happy: "My Kang Kang is growing fast. The neighbor's child is several months older than him, but he's not as tall as him."

Banxia was surprised, but praised him in a serious tone: "You and Brother Biao really know how to raise children."

A gentle, loving look flashed across Wang Xuemei's face: "Kang Kang has been well-behaved since he was little. He never cries or makes a fuss when I leave him in the office. Even the students in our class like him..."

Banxia paused for two seconds, then quickly chimed in, "Yeah, I've heard of it."

Wang Xuemei continued to praise her son: "The teachers in our office also like him..."

"Sister Wang, Banxia," Fang Yunyun said as she walked over from the kitchen carrying the dishes, "Dinner's ready."

Banxia suddenly stood up: "I'll go get the dishes for you!"

When Wang Xuemei continued to praise the child, she ran out of things to say.

The meal took more than an hour to eat, and because the food cooled down quickly, it had to be reheated twice.

After finishing their meal, Han Biao's family didn't rush to leave and chatted until 10 p.m.

Before parting, Banxia pointed to the trunk: "There's something in there, it's for Kang Kang."

There weren't many items, just common children's medicines and two sets of warm clothes for four- or five-year-old children.

She deliberately picked out clothes two sizes too big so that Han Kang could wear them for another year or two.