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◎Day 20 of the control group◎
Everyone laughed, and the laughter from the courtyard drifted out on the evening breeze, settling into the alleyway, filling it with a warm and cozy atmosphere.
After dinner, Jiang Wanzhou held Jiang Mian and sat on the swing in the yard with Shen Xinglian.
Zhou Qingyu and Jiang Renzhou were clearing away the dishes, occasionally exchanging a few whispered words.
"I never imagined that we would both actually get accepted." Jiang Wanzhou looked at the stars in the sky and said with emotion, "A year ago we were busy with the startup team on the island, and now we're going to study together in Beijing."
“Yes,” Shen Xinglian gently swayed on the swing, “Life will always get better and better. I used to think that it was enough to just take care of my little family, but now I feel that people need to learn more so that they have more ability to protect the people they want to protect and do the things they want to do.”
Jiang Wanzhou nodded: "I chose linguistics because I want to learn more. In the past, when receiving foreign guests, I always felt that my knowledge was insufficient. Now I can learn systematically, which is great."
Shen Xinglian turned her head to the side: "Are you really sure about this?"
“I’ve made up my mind. If I remember correctly, we’re going to implement family planning, right? Your five kids…” Jiang Wanzhou glanced at her.
Shen Xinglian immediately interrupted: "Actually, those two kids are quite good. They've never experienced hardship and grew up in a family with distorted values. These two kids, growing up in this era, won't be too bad off."
“Oh.” Jiang Wanzhou clearly disagreed. “I’ll definitely have to take responsibility for the baby. I even punctured the condom just to be with you.”
Shen Xinglian asked in confusion, "For me?"
“Yes, I’m worried you’ll be anxious about raising a child. Just like before, if you sign up for dance class, I’ll go with you. If you sign up for piano class, I’ll go with you. Whatever you sign up for, I’ll go with you and then entice you.” Jiang Wanzhou smiled.
Shen Xinglian sensed Jiang Wanzhou's determination in her smile.
No way, Wanzhou didn't have children in her past life.
I hope I won't be better at raising kids than her in this lifetime.
"Moral education, intellectual education, physical education, aesthetic education, and labor education?" Shen Xinglian asked.
Jiang Wanzhou said, "Moral education, intellectual education, physical education, aesthetic education, labor education, and mental health."
"Alright." Shen Xinglian accepted the challenge.
Not far away, Zhou Qingyu looked at the two people on the swing and exchanged a glance with Jiang Renzhou.
Jiang Renzhou carried one child in each arm, while Zhou Qingyu held Jiang Mian as they went inside to wash up.
Jiang Renzhou smiled.
The autumn wind rustled the leaves of the pomegranate tree.
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As the new school year begins in Beijing, the streets, lined with universities, are filled with energetic and vibrant people.
Shen Xinglian, Jiang Wanzhou, and Zhou Qingyu walked into the university campus side by side, followed by Jiang Renzhou who came to see them off.
He held Jiang Mian, who was just over 100 days old, in his arms, while Mingyuan held Mingmei's hand, and they bounced around like two little tails.
"Mom, Aunt, Uncle, come home early after school!" Mingyuan stood at the entrance of the school building, giving instructions like a little adult.
The three of them will be sent to the nursery by Jiang Renzhou in a little while.
Shen Xinglian smiled and ruffled his hair: "I know, you have to protect your sisters well. I'll bring you candied hawthorns from the school gate."
Jiang Renzhou handed the bicycle keys to Zhou Qingyu and Shen Xinglian: "I have class this afternoon. After school, you can ride your bikes home directly. Be careful on the way."
The three nodded and headed to different teaching buildings.
Shen Xinglian's architecture classes were far more demanding than she had imagined.
The first sketching exercise left her somewhat at a loss.
She has never formally studied painting.
Watching her classmates skillfully sketch geometric shapes, her hand holding the paintbrush tightened slightly, and the cube on the paper became crooked and the perspective was a complete mess.
In this respect, we should actually learn from Jiang Wanzhou.
However, Wan Zhou excels at landscapes and people, as well as colors.
After class, the teacher called her aside and said, "Shen Xinglian, you have a good foundation in knowledge, but your drawing skills are weak. You need to spend more time practicing after class."
Shen Xinglian gripped her paintbrush tightly and nodded silently.
After hearing this, Jiang Wanzhou suggested that she practice sketching first.
In the days that followed, Shen Xinglian would get up half an hour early every day to practice sketching in the yard, and after putting Mingmei to sleep at night, she would sit at the table and draw until late at night.
Seeing that her eyes were red from staying up all night, Jiang Renzhou helped her sharpen pencils and lay out drawing paper, and even gave her advice based on his experience in drawing military maps.
Jiang Wanzhou scoffed mercilessly: "Topographical maps and building lines have nothing to do with each other."
Speaking of Jiang Wanzhou's linguistics classes, she seems to thrive in them.
She already had a solid foundation in Chinese language and literature, and with the knowledge she had accumulated before her time travel, she quickly stood out in the classroom.
During an oral English demonstration class, the teacher asked her to introduce her hometown. She vividly described Anhui City, and her fluent English drew cheers from the audience.
After class, several female classmates surrounded her, chattering: "Jiang Wanzhou, your English is amazing! Is your family particularly well-off, and you've had tutors since you were little?"
Jiang Wanzhou waved her hand with a smile: "No, I learned it from my sister-in-law."
"Your sister-in-law is really amazing."
A girl with braided pigtails asked curiously, "You're so outstanding, do you have a boyfriend? Several guys in our department are asking about you."
Jiang Wanzhou's smile remained unchanged as she nodded frankly: "I'm already married, and my child is already 100 days old."
Upon hearing this, the girls were stunned, and then one of them whispered, "So young and already married with a child? What a pity."
Jiang Wanzhou smiled and said, "Maybe it's because I had a good postpartum period, that makes me look younger."
Her tone was frank, and the happiness in her eyes was undeniable, which silenced even those who had intended to tease her.
Speaking of physics, which gave Jiang Wanzhou a headache.
She didn't understand anything about Zhou Qingyu's side.
He always manages to find time to balance family life.
Every day, Jiang Wanzhou and Shen Xinglian would pick up their three children from daycare, and during this time, they would go home to cook.
An unexpected event occurred.
In a quiet alley near the campus.
Shen Mingyuan and Jiang Mian were not feeling well today, so Shen Xinglian went out to learn in practice.
Jiang Wanzhou was on leave at home and brought food to Zhou Qingyu and Shen Xinglian.
As she walked back, she happened to pass by the alley entrance and heard a girl calling for help from inside.
Jiang Wanzhou's heart tightened. She quietly moved closer and, by the dim light of the street lamp, saw three people dragging a girl.
It was her classmate Lin Weiwei. Jiang Wanzhou's social circle at school was small, so she had to go back whenever she had free time.
Lin Weiwei is a local, a generous person, and we've even chatted before.
"Let her go!" Jiang Wanzhou rushed out without thinking.
The three men were taken aback by the sudden appearance of someone. One of them pulled out a dagger and said menacingly, "Mind your own business, or I'll tie you up too!"
"She is our third daughter-in-law."
Lin Weiwei trembled with fear and cried out, "Help me! They're trafficking women!"
Jiang Wanzhou knew she couldn't fight head-on, so she stalled for time while retreating: "If you want money, I can pass on a message for you. Kidnapping is a serious crime, you can't escape!"
The men were already blinded by rage. Two of them held Lin Weiwei down, while one lunged at Jiang Wanzhou.
Just then, hurried footsteps came from the alley entrance.
Zhou Qingyu had just come out of the lab when a colleague gave him a bag of dragon fruit, which was helpful for children's constipation. He figured Wanzhou hadn't gone far, so the sooner he gave it to Shen Mingyuan, the better.
Upon seeing the commotion in the alley from afar, they immediately rushed over.
Zhou Qingyu immediately sensed the danger in the alley and rushed directly toward the man who was lunging at Jiang Wanzhou.
He had also trained since childhood, and whenever he had free time on the island, Jiang Renzhou would compare himself to him.
As Zhou Qingyu rushed forward, she dodged the man's punch by turning to the side and then used her elbow to strike his soft ribs.
The man groaned in pain and curled up instantly.
Seeing this, the other two men immediately sent one of them to deal with Zhou Qingyu.
The man still held a dagger in his hand, its cold light gleaming, and thrust it towards Zhou Qingyu's chest.
"Qingyu, watch out!" Jiang Wanzhou was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her chest. Without thinking, she picked up a brick from the ground and smashed it into the back of the man with the dagger.
The brick didn't hit hard, but it still made the man pause for a moment.
Taking advantage of the opening, Zhou Qingyu kicked the man in the back of the knee. The man lost his balance and fell to his knees, the dagger clattering to the ground.
Seeing his companion suffer repeated losses, the man who had been holding Lin Weiwei back panicked and tried to run away after letting go of her.
Jiang Wanzhou reacted quickly, grabbing his arm, while Lin Weiwei also mustered her courage and clung tightly to his leg: "Don't let him get away!"
Jiang Wanzhou shouted to Zhou Qingyu, "I know where the police station is. I'm coming over. Qingyu, take care of yourself."
Zhou Qingyu nodded, quickly picked up the dagger from the ground, threw it far away to the corner of the wall, and then rushed over to help Lin Weiwei hold the person down.
When the police rushed in, they found two men pinned to the ground, Lin Weiwei with disheveled hair, and Zhou Qingyu with a ripped white shirt. Only the bag of dragon fruit was still on the ground, intact.
"Comrade, we've caught the people trafficking women!" Jiang Wanzhou shouted, panting, pointing at the people on the ground.
The police quickly subdued the criminals and carefully inquired about the incident, praising their bravery.
Lin Weiwei held Jiang Wanzhou's hand, tears streaming down her face: "Classmate, thank you. If it weren't for you, I would be finished today."
Jiang Wanzhou patted her back to comfort her, "It's alright, it's all over now."
Zhou Qingyu then walked over to Jiang Wanzhou and looked her up and down: "Are you injured?"
Jiang Wanzhou shook her head, then saw the dragon fruit in his arms and couldn't help but laugh: "You're still holding this?"
Zhou Qingyu looked down and smiled, "Mingyuan is waiting to eat this to cure his constipation."
By the time they finished dealing with their business and returned home, it was already dark.
Jiang Renzhou was holding the crying Jiang Mian, Ming Yuan sat listlessly on a small stool, and Shen Xinglian paced anxiously to the side.
Seeing the two return, Jiang Renzhou breathed a sigh of relief: "Where did you go? Why did it take you so long to come back?"
Jiang Wanzhou recounted what had happened.
Shen Xinglian turned pale with fright: "You're too reckless! What if something happened? It's all my fault for coming back late. If Qingyu hadn't chased after you, I don't even want to think what would have happened."
Jiang Wanzhou stuck out her tongue: "I didn't think too much at the time, I just wanted to save people. Xingxing, you didn't think too much either, it was just a coincidence."
Zhou Qingyu handed the dragon fruit to Mingyuan: "Eat it quickly, you won't feel uncomfortable after eating it."
Mingyuan took the dragon fruit, took a big bite, and immediately stopped crying.
When Mingmei saw her brother eating, she reached out her little hand to ask for some.
Seeing that Shen Xinglian wasn't in a good mood, Jiang Wanzhou coaxed her, "Xingxing, I will live to be a hundred years old."
"I'm just scared," Shen Xinglian said, expressing her concern. "Do you know who moved in across the street?"
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