Chapter 288 It’s best if the whole family is together
"My Yuanyuan is actually a hero in the Eastern Front. She went through so many dangerous battles. I wonder how much this child must have endured..."
Aunt Feng Han Ying sat at home crying.
In the days after the paternity test, she and her husband Feng Ting used many of their friends and acquaintances outside of work to obtain relatively detailed information about the eastern battlefield and City C.
Only then did we know how Qiao Lan had gone through so much hardship to achieve the feat of being the first in line to do the paternity test.
I also learned about her contributions before and after the construction of the C City base, in addition to that battle.
He is not from the official system, but he is better than many people in the system.
"This is only part of the details reported by City C. There are also confidential matters that we cannot inquire about, as well as her daily experiences that have not been reported." Feng Ting was also distressed. "How many times has this child been in danger, how many battles have she fought? We have no way of knowing everything."
Han Ying sobbed, "For over a decade, our child has been away from home, and we haven't done enough for her. She's suffered so much since the end of the world began. We must make it up to her in the future."
"Um!"
Feng Ting looked at the locked cabinet door.
The cabinet contained the rationed food that the couple had saved from their daily hunger, as well as some canned food and biscuits that they had managed to find in the past few days. When Qiao Lan came out of the lab, they would give all of this to her!
Han Ying took out several copies of information about survivors from the file bag and called her husband.
"Come, let's give her some advice. She wants to rebuild her own town, right? We should carefully select a group of skilled professionals who can be used, and then let her choose from them."
She used her work convenience to compile a relatively useful list of survivors, including ordinary people and awakened ones.
If Qiao Lan was just Feng Feng's friend, she could just give the list to Qiao Lan. But since she had acknowledged her daughter, of course she had to do her best to plan for her.
Whatever my daughter's wish is, I will help her fulfill it.
My daughter wants to hire a worker, so I will give her some advice on the candidates.
Isn't that what parents should do? So the couple met, regardless of the fatigue from a long day's work, and began to seriously consider the list.
"This is for the steel mill's senior technicians, used in infrastructure construction."
"Yes, and this one too. This is a professor from the Water Conservancy College. I think he'll be useful for building the town's water supply system."
"Look at this..."
While discussing, the couple imagined how happy Qiao Lan would be when she got the list.
"By the way, I submitted my resignation to my superior today. When Yuanyuan leaves Beijing and returns to the south, we will go with her and help her with her work." Han Ying said.
"Of course I must go." Feng Ting nodded, "I will also submit my resignation tomorrow."
If Qiao Lan was displaced, they would definitely keep her in the capital to settle down. But Qiao Lan already held a territory and had her own pursuits and dreams, so the couple decided to strive for their daughter's dreams as their own.
The jobs and stable environment in the capital are what other survivors can't get, so they just say they don't want them.
The couple held hands and said in a tacit understanding: "Nothing is more important than our family reunion."
"Well said. As a family, it's best to be together."
Suddenly a deep voice came from below.
The couple was shocked at the same time.
They immediately looked down, following the sound, but couldn't see the person making it. Han Ying's eyes turned green, and he activated his microscopic ability. He quickly discovered that beneath the small table they were sitting at, a tiny crack had appeared in the blue brick floor.
"Get out of the way!"
Han Ying quickly pulled her husband to the side.
But it's too late.
The ground suddenly collapsed, forming a big hole.
The couple fell into the cave and were buried in bricks, stones and earth before they could even call for help.
From the moment the voice appeared until the two of them fell, only a few seconds passed. The neighbors living next door didn't notice anything, and the security guards patrolling the residential streets didn't notice anything unusual either.
Suddenly, two points of golden-purple light appeared in the deep cave.
It was the eye of a giant mutant rat.
The rat was a strange-looking thing, with steel plates embedded in its head and hips, and its fur, like its eyes, was golden purple. Han Ying struggled to his feet from the collapsed earth and, in the darkness, used his microscopic ability to clearly see the rat's terrifying appearance.
What is that? She was shocked.
She opened her mouth to call for help, but the rat pounced and pressed its claws on her throat.
Then, they dragged both her and Feng Ting away.
A figure appeared behind the mouse, sneered, and quickly disappeared into the deep and winding tunnel with the mouse.
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"Guanzi, when are we going to Su Town? What's the weather like there? Can we, from the north, adapt well there? I see you haven't been feeling well these past few days. How about you get better in the north before heading south? I heard it's very cold and damp there in the winter. Why do you have to go south? Isn't it good here..."
Suburbs of Beijing.
A valley.
In front of a row of simple little houses built of wood, an old lady with wrinkles on her face got up early in the morning to light a fire and cook. She worked slowly and clumsily while muttering to herself.
Wang Guan sat on a short tree stump, holding his chin, listening to the old lady's chatter with a smile, and occasionally remarking a few words.
He looked like an honest and obedient country boy, simple and gentle, without any trace of the evil and violent nature that had once been the king of the thugs in City C.
"Grandma, it's spring now, and it's not cold and damp over there anymore. Even though it's still quite cold here in spring, you'll find it's getting warmer over there when you get there. I'm fine, and I'm as strong as ever, so don't worry."
He explained to the old lady patiently.
"What, what did you say? Huh?"
The old lady is in her eighties, almost ninety, and is hard of hearing, so communicating with her is difficult. I asked her to say what she said again, louder.
Wang Guan repeated it again, twice, without getting tired of it, until the old lady understood.
Wang Guan felt happy when he saw that his grandmother's wrinkles became deeper as she smiled.
In the apocalypse, his family and friends were almost wiped out, but his grandmother, who lived in a rural village in the mountains, miraculously survived and was found by him. At that time, he was already an apostle of the Presbyterian Church, but in an instant, he secretly made the decision to betray.
Once an apostle becomes an apostle, he must sever all worldly ties and serve the Presbyterian Church wholeheartedly. He witnessed with his own eyes the secular lover of another apostle being quietly killed by the Presbyterian Church, just to allow the apostle to focus on his work.
He didn't want Saint Yeshua's butcher knife to fall on his grandmother one day.
Following the St. Yeshua Presbyterian Church, he holds a high position of power and authority, and can do whatever he wants in this boring world.
But, without grandma, I will never be happy no matter how I do what I want.
The old lady was chattering in front of him, his world and life were not boring at all.
"Boss."
The strong man appeared not far away and just called him once, without any further response.
Wang Guan turned his head, the warmth in his eyes faded in an instant, and he stood up.
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