Surviving in Apocalypse with Children

In the past few days, Wen Xiaoxiao has been either practicing in the space or making some snacks like cookies and small cakes to eat during the apocalypse.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao was busy in the kitchen, opening the freshly baked small cake, and a fragrant milk aroma filled the kitchen.

 

A knocking sound came from outside the door.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao placed the small cake on the table and prepared to open the door.

 

Before she reached the door, she heard another series of knocks.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao used the peephole on the door to look outside and found three or four men standing outside the door.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao furrowed her brows and decided to open the door.

 

Just then, in the room, Wen Bei began to cry. “Mom, my brother bullied me, wuwuwu~”

 

Wen Bei ran out of the room with messy hair resembling popcorn and a face like a little cat.

 

“Mom!” Wen Bei cried aggrievedly.

 

Listening to Wen Bei’s cries, Wen Xiaoxiao’s gaze shifted from the men outside to her daughter.

 

She picked her up, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and asked worriedly, “What’s wrong, baby?”

 

“Mom, brother blew up my hair.” Wen Bei cried very sadly.

 

Standing outside the door, Bo Yiliang narrowed his eyes. He thought to himself, could that girl be his daughter?

 

A strange feeling wrapped around Bao Yiliang’s heart.

 

As he looked at the cute and delicate little girl, Bo Yiliang couldn’t help but feel an itch in his heart.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao smiled. She didn’t expect her own daughter to be a little vain.

 

Wen Xiao ran over with his two short legs and spoke in a soft voice, “Mom, it was my big brother who bullied little sister. I didn’t bully her.”

 

Wen Mo came out of the room just in time to hear his little brother complaining to their mother, and his face darkened. He continued his steps and looked at Wen Xiaoxiao innocently.

 

“Mom, I didn’t mean it.”

 

The four people standing outside the door, besides Bao Yiliang, had their mouths hanging wide open in shock.

 

Wen Bei nestled in Wen Xiaoxiao’s arms and looked at Wen Mo with an angry expression.

 

“Big brother, you are really mean.”

 

Wen Bei said it angrily.

 

Bo Yiliang cleared his throat, feeling the need to break the awkward silence.

 

Only then did Wen Xiaoxiao realize there were people outside the door.

 

She looked at them apologetically and said, “I’m sorry, I forgot about you.”

 

Wen Bei heard the commotion and looked at Bo Yiliang with bright eyes.

 

“Mom, is he Daddy?”

 

Hearing Wen Bei call him “daddy,” Bo Yiliang’s heart softened.

 

No wonder Wen Bei called him like that. He looked very similar to Wen Mo and the other brothers. He was simply a smaller version of Bo Yiliang.

 

Even Wen Xiaoxiao was a bit suspicious as she looked at him.

 

Bao Yiliang softened his tone and, with a loving expression, said to Wen Bei: “Yes, I am your father.”

 

“Big brother, daddy’s back!” Wen Bei happily exclaimed. Wen Heng and Wen Yang, who were in their room, hurriedly came out when they heard that their dad was back.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at Bao Yiliang with some displeasure. Her eyes fell on the man in front of her, and her slightly cold voice rang: “Sir, you’ve appeared here for no reason. What’s your purpose?”

 

Qi Yan, Jiang Fuci, and Meng Qing, who were all standing outside, were all dumbfounded.

 

Did they see it correctly?

 

Five kids.

 

Four boys and one girl.

 

The three of them had been friends with Bo Yiliang since childhood, and their relationship was very close. Naturally, they knew about the special traits in the Bo family. Practically every generation only had one child.

 

Bo Yiliang’s generation was lucky to have two children, but Bo Yibing’s health wasn’t as good as Bo Yiliang’s.

 

Bo Yibing had been weak since he was a child. Despite several years of treatment, although he made some improvements, his health hadn’t fully recovered.

 

Wen Mo looked at Bo Yiliang indifferently. His demeanor was exactly identical to Bo Yiliang when he was a child.

 

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