After dinner, the couple played with their two children for a while, and seeing that everyone was getting sleepy, they went back to the lounge.
The lounge was covered in a thick layer of dust; Bi Qiaoan had been so busy making formula that she hadn't bothered to clean it up.
Now that the whole family had gone over, Shen Yanming, not wanting his wife to be busy, went to the bathroom to wash the rag and started wiping the dishes.
Bi Qiaoan wanted to help, but Lao Shen stopped her, saying that she should stay with the two children.
Helpless, Bi Qiaoan could only tell the two children stories, hoping to quickly lull them to sleep.
Perhaps she was a little excited from playing outside today, because An'an started snoring before the story was even finished.
This time, Shen Yanming didn't refuse Bi Qiaoan's help. The couple quickly wiped the table and bed clean, mopped the floor twice, then unfolded the bedding roll and changed the sheets and duvet covers to clean ones.
Shen Yanming carried the two children to the bed before hugging his wife and saying, "I never expected you to bring the kids to see me. I'm so happy!"
Bi Qiaoan shook her head with a smile: "What can I do? Your son and daughter are so attached to you, they cry if they can't see you. I'm afraid I'll have to come over every day for the time being."
"It's good that you're coming over, so you won't be bored at home alone."
“Then I’ll bring you lunch every day and stay here with you in the afternoon. When you go to work tomorrow, please bring some medicinal herbs over so I don’t have nothing to do here and waste my time.”
Shen Yanming nodded, agreeing with the arrangement. "How did you get here today?"
"I ran into Sister Wu Xia when I was feeling down..."
"Then we should really thank them."
"Yes, I slipped two salted eggs into her pocket."
Shen Yanming smiled and said, "How about I go home and pick you up tomorrow at noon?"
Bi Qiaoan raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you supposed to work overtime at noon? It would be a waste of your time to go back and pick me up."
"Well, as you can see, even when working overtime, we still need to rest. We can't work non-stop from morning till night; even animals couldn't handle that."
Bi Qiaoan nodded, "Okay, as long as your colleagues don't have any objections."
Shen Yanming patted her head. "Don't worry, they all like a lively atmosphere. Alright, honey, you get some sleep. I'll go take care of things over there."
"Hmm, would you like some coffee?" Bi Qiaoan sensed that Shen Yanming was a little sleepy and asked in a low voice.
Shen Yanming shook his head. "No, everyone's like this. If you really can't stand it, there's some left in the office, I'll just make some."
"Alright, go ahead then. If you're too tired, come over and take a nap."
"Okay, I understand."
After seeing Shen Yanming off, Bi Qiaoan closed the door, lay down on the not-so-large bed, and fell asleep in no time.
When she woke up, it was already 3:30 in the afternoon. The sky was getting slightly dark, but the two children were still sleeping soundly.
Bi Qiaoan was worried that they would sleep too long and not be able to sleep at night, so she shook them awake.
Neither of the children were grumpy when they woke up; they both smiled sweetly when they saw their mother calling them gently.
Bi Qiaoan didn't let them get up and move around right away, but just sat on the bed and talked to them. When the two kids were more alert, she took out flashcards from her bag and "taught" them some words.
I didn't teach them Chinese characters directly; I just showed them pictures and told them, "This is green, this is purple, this is a mountain, this is the ocean..."
The two children have absolutely no concept of these things. First, they are too young, having only been exposed to this world for seven or eight months. Second, they have never heard of or seen them before. They haven't even seen pictures or videos of them, let alone real objects.
It must be said that Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan almost never watch TV or play on their phones in front of their two children in order to protect their eyesight.
So now, An'an and Nuan Nuan are amazed when they see these different landscapes. They even look up at their mothers from time to time to confirm.
Bi Qiaoan felt a lump in her throat. She stroked her two little babies and said, "When we have the chance, Mommy and Daddy will take you to climb mountains and see the sea, okay?"
An'an and Nuannuan nodded happily, and then they even tried to speak.
Bi Qiaoan was both amused and exasperated. She put the card away and started teaching her from the very beginning: "Come on, An'an and Nuannuan, repeat 'Mama' after Mommy!"
“ma~”
"Mwah!"
That's the gist of it; it just means the pronunciation isn't accurate.
Bi Qiaoan didn't insist. After all, when she was five years old, she used to mistake Simmons mattresses for tomatoes. She'll be fine when she grows up.
“Then, let’s continue saying ‘Papa’!”
"dad!"
"bobo~"
Where is Uncle?
An'an and Nuannuan stopped talking, so Bi Qiaoan could only smile and ask them to repeat "Dad and Mom".
Although there are no grandparents at home, I still taught my two little ones to read. I also taught them to read along with their older siblings, aunts, uncles, and cousins—basically, everyone I could think of.
With various disasters occurring frequently, kindergartens are almost completely devoid of students, and even primary and secondary schools are operating only sporadically. It's uncertain whether An'an and Nuannuan will still have access to education when they grow up.
Education is no longer very useful; many companies are struggling to survive, and many organizations are not hiring. The only job that can be considered a secure, stable job and still recruits is that of a labor dispatch worker, which doesn't have high educational requirements.
But Bi Qiaoan didn't want her precious child to become someone who only knew how to eat and drink. Their family wasn't worried about survival, so the couple still wanted to raise their two little ones according to pre-apocalyptic cultural standards.
Of course, as they grow up, they will also receive essential survival skills training in the post-apocalyptic world.
It feels like the alliance is simply too busy to implement a complete plan yet. Perhaps once An'an and Nuannuan grow up, the entire education system will undergo a radical transformation, becoming more suitable for post-apocalyptic survival.
Bi Qiaoan's thoughts were all over the place, but that didn't stop her from teaching the two children to speak. She only stopped when she felt they were getting tired and their attention was waning. Then she played games with them.
Shen Yanming came over briefly, and seeing that the mother and her two children were in good condition, he went back to continue working.
After changing An'an and Nuan'nuan's diapers, Bi Qiaoan took out a banana from her bag and started feeding the two babies. Every time they saw fruit, the two clapped their hands happily; their eyes sparkled with joy, it was hard to ignore them.
Finally, it was 7 PM, time to get off work. Shen Yanming finished his work and came over to help pack up. Meng Wu followed behind, helping to push the cart.
The couple dressed their two children, but didn't bring any formula or bottles. They figured they'd be coming back anyway, so they didn't want the hassle of going back and forth.
Then each of them carried one and went downstairs.
However, before they even reached the bottom of the building, they ran into Li Gangtie, who looked grim.
"Yanming, wait a minute, I have something to tell you." Li Gangtie stopped Shen Yanming.
Shen Yanming could roughly guess what was going on, so he let Meng Wu go home first, while he and his wife took Li Gangtie to the lounge.
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