An'an smiled, and Nuannuan came over and said, "Thank you, Mom. After the cotton is planted, my brother and I will help pick it."
Bi Qiaoan smiled to herself, wondering why she hadn't prepared a cotton-picking machine back then; otherwise, she wouldn't need to pick it by hand now. But hand-picked cotton is of better quality, so she'd just treat it as a way to pass the time when she was bored.
The three of them were busy until almost noon before they stopped. Bi Qiaoan went to the kitchen to prepare lunch for the two children, while An'an and Nuannuan lay on the soft cotton, eating fruit and smiling contentedly.
"Brother, the new cotton is still warmer."
"Yes, she's just too clingy. Look at your hair and clothes, they're covered in lint."
"It's okay, I'll wash it in a bit, Mom won't scold me."
An'an looked at the mobile villa, then whispered in Nuannuan's ear, "Mom's clothes are covered in cotton wool too."
Nuannuan nodded, looking at him with emotion, "So farm work is this tiring? Why don't I remember it?"
"That's because we were young, and our parents did most of the work. I remember when we went to the mountains, we mostly just played around. And because our parents had space, they rarely had to exert themselves. Compared to other families, we were so lucky."
Nuannuan was silent for a while, then stood up and said to An'an, "Brother, I've decided to grow my own food."
An'an: "...Sis, can we stop acting on a whim?"
Nuannuan: "I want to put it into practice. Practice is the source of knowledge, the driving force for the development of knowledge, and the sole criterion for testing truth."
An An: "...Okay then, I'll go with you."
After saying that, he ran back to the mobile villa and told Bi Qiaoan about his idea.
Bi Qiaoan smiled and told them to do it themselves. She found a bag of grain seeds in the house and gave them to them: "You can plant them, but be careful and don't hurt yourselves."
"Okay, Mom!" the two children said thank you and ran off.
I found a patch of land near the grassland, used a small hoe to clear away the weeds, then sowed some seeds and covered them with soil.
I took a small bucket to the river to fetch water, poured it onto the ground, and it washed away a large pit, bringing the seeds out.
The two children quickly mixed the mud and buried the plants, then looked at their work and felt it was really difficult. Although the soil was loose and didn't require much effort, they still felt that planting several acres wouldn't be so easy.
The two children returned looking disheveled, and Bi Qiaoan asked with a smile, "Are you done planting?"
Nuannuan pouted, looking somewhat aggrieved, and asked, "Mom, do you know we can't grow it well? Are you just waiting here to see us fail?"
Bi Qiaoan shook her head, firmly denying it, and said earnestly, "I'm very pleased that you're willing to try. I didn't know how to farm before, and it was only because of the changes on the planet that I started trying. I learned step by step."
"Then can you teach us? I'm afraid the ones my sister and I planted won't survive," An'an said.
Bi Qiaoan pointed at their messy faces and said, "Go wash up first, we'll talk after dinner."
An'an and Nuannuan obediently went to wash their hands and faces. After washing, they returned to their fair and tender appearance as young boys and girls.
Without wasting any words, Bi Qiaoan pulled the two children to the table for dinner. After they finished eating, she went back to her study and got a copy of "The Complete Guide to Farming," telling the two children to study it on their own.
"Oh, by the way, I also downloaded a lot of agricultural videos. You can watch them if you're interested."
An'an nodded, tilted her head, and asked unconsciously, "Mom, why did you stock up on these things in advance?"
Bi Qiaoan's eyes flickered, and she smiled and said, "When your mother was pregnant with you, the apocalypse happened. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to see these things in the future, so she downloaded and saved them."
"Oh, I thought you were reborn!"
Bi Qiaoan: "Why would you think that?"
"It's just like the tropes in novels: those who are reborn after the apocalypse prepare in advance, and those who transmigrate usually have cheat codes. Mom, were you and Dad reborn, or did you transmigrate?"
Bi Qiao felt a pang of guilt and regretted showing An An all that nonsense.
She ruffled An'an's hair vigorously and said, "What are you thinking about? Do your parents look alike?"
An An thought it really did look like it, but he didn't dare say it out loud. Nuan Nuan came over and tugged at his sleeve, telling him to stop asking.
She could sense that her mother's aura had changed, as if shrouded in sadness.
Bi Qiaoan cleaned up the living room and kitchen, told the two children, and then went to the storage area.
After everyone left, Nuannuan looked at An'an and asked, "Brother, what did you mean by asking those questions?"
An'an was a little confused and shook her head, saying, "It didn't mean anything, I just said it offhand."
His eyes widened in disbelief: "Could it be that our parents really are...?"
Nuannuan rubbed her temples, looking a little troubled, and said, "I don't know, but I know Mom doesn't like to talk about these things. Brother, our life today is all thanks to Mom and Dad. There are some things you have to learn to pretend you don't know."
"Sis, I really didn't mean to dig up Mom and Dad's secrets. I just read some novels and suddenly had the idea to ask."
"I know, but be careful not to bring it up again."
"Hmm, Mom must be angry. Do you think I should go and apologize?"
"No, Mom must have gone to chat with Dad. You should give them some time alone."
"Then I'll apologize when Mom comes back."
An'an was preoccupied and couldn't concentrate on her book. Not wanting to waste time, she got up, grabbed a rag and mop, and prepared to clean.
Nuannuan came over to help, hoping that the newly renovated mobile villa would cheer her mother up.
In fact, Bi Qiaoan recovered quickly after leaving the planting area.
Some things don't disappear just because you deny them. A family of four living together has so many clues; sooner or later, their secrets will be revealed. Even if it were someone else, they probably wouldn't be able to hide it either.
She went to the storage area for two reasons: first, she was curious about what Shen Yanming was doing, and second, she wanted to ask him if he would be coming back for lunch.
As soon as I passed through the transparent light curtain, I discovered that the corn cobs I had picked that morning had been taken away. Even the bits of corn on the ground had been cleaned up.
Bi Qiaoan sat on the Bird's Nest swing chair and used her consciousness to look outside. She saw everyone gathered in the conference room, each holding a lunchbox and eating heartily.
"Honey, have you eaten?" Shen Yanming asked telepathically.
Bi Qiaoan nodded: "What are your plans?"
"The technical department came over this morning but didn't find any useful traces. Wen Mengguan said it's better to be safe than sorry and is going to send people out to look for it, but my drawing was too abstract, and they couldn't figure out it was Yunling Mountain for a long time. Wen Mengguan is going to split up the team into several groups to explore the nearby mountains."
"So, which route are you planning to take?"
"Yunling Mountain, I'm afraid even if they go there, they won't be able to find it." Shen Yanming frowned: "Is my drawing really that abstract?"
Bi Qiaoan could hardly contain her smile: "You can't tell which mountain it is just from its shape. But once you've confirmed it's Yunling Mountain, the caves are easy to find."
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