Surviving in Apocalypse with Children

It was nearly eleven o’clock when Wen Xiao woke up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, looking around in confusion, and realized that there was no one around.

 

Pouting his little mouth, he climbed out of bed, his little short legs touching the floor as he ran out wearing small slippers.

 

Heading to the utility room, Wen Xiao grabbed a washboard and ran back, still forgetting what his mom told him about not letting his dad kneel on the washboard.

 

On his cute little face was a serious expression.

 

He remembered seeing on TV that when a child misbehaved and made a mistake, his dad would make him kneel on a washboard as punishment.

 

Hmph!

 

Last night, when he fell off the bed, his dad didn’t come to pick him up. So now, dad had to kneel on the washboard too.

 

Reflecting on how he became the father of this little baby.

 

Just look at how cute he is. If his little handsome face got bruised, what would he do? He’d be the ugliest baby.

 

Wen Xiao thought about it while holding the washboard and then hurried downstairs.

 

Looking at his dad sitting on the sofa, he ran up to him. His little face was serious and he said to him, “Dad, kneel on the washboard.”

 

Bo Yiliang, holding a magazine, lifted his head and looked at Wen Xiao with surprise.

 

“Dad, I fell off the bed last night, and you didn’t pick me up. So the baby wants to punish you by making you kneel on the washboard.” Wen Xiao said in a bossy tone.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao and the other three children came out of the kitchen. What greeted her was the sight of her son holding a washboard and making his dad kneel.

 

To be honest, Wen Xiaoxiao felt a bit amused. She felt that her son was a bit funny and silly.

 

The four children looked at their brother bullying their dad, feeling a mix of admiration and amusement.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao watched the two in a standoff, and suddenly the atmosphere became a little awkward.

 

Bo Yiliang’s three friends burst into laughter.

 

“So, you have days like these too!” Jiang Fuci looked at Bo Yiliang with schadenfreude. Throughout their lives, Bo Yiliang has always bullied the three of them. Now, retribution has come!

 

It’s really incredible that the son is bullying the father.

 

“Son, what are you doing? How can you make your dad kneel on a washboard? It’s so outrageous.”

 

“Mom~” Wen Xiao looked at Wen Xiaoxiao with a pitiful gaze, tears welling up in his eyes, looking helpless.

 

Bo Yiliang’s face was dark and gloomy. He was really tempted to give the little brat a good beating to teach him a lesson. What son would make his father kneel on a washboard?

 

If he had to kneel, it should be his wife making him do it.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao hugged Wen Xiao in her arms and whispered something in his ear. Wen Xiao’s eyes sparkled, and he trotted upstairs with the washboard in hand.

 

Not long after, he came running back down, the washboard already back in its place, and he held a marker instead.

 

Wen Xiao climbed onto Bo Yiliang’s lap, blinking his eyes and looking around.

 

Bo Yiliang was a bit puzzled. After a while, he felt something being drawn on his face.

 

Watching Wen Xiao use his chubby hands to draw on his face, Bo Yiliang sighed inwardly and had to hold him to prevent him from falling.

 

Qi Yan sat across from Bo Yiliang and could clearly see what Wen Xiao was drawing on Bo Yiliang’s handsome face.

 

There is a crooked “王” character drawn on his forehead, ugly turtles on both sides of his cheeks, and a long beard drawn on his chin.

 

After finishing his artwork, Wen Xiao looked at his masterpiece and felt extremely satisfied.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Making him kneel on a washboard was one thing, but drawing on his handsome face was much more entertaining.

 

Bo Yiliang gave Wen Xiaoxiao a glare. This woman needed to be dealt with.

 

If she wasn’t, she would become too audacious.

 

Except for Bo Yiliang, everyone else was laughing cheerfully.

 

Bo Yiliang looked at the two troublemakers and felt a bit helpless. “I can’t hit, I can’t scold.”

 

One is his future wife, and the other is his chubby son.

 

He could only…