Pampered By All In Different Planes

Especially during times like these.

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Su Zhiruan felt she was quite lucky, as there was always someone by her side to help with taking care of the child.

Grandpa Wen and Grandma Wen simply adored the little one to their very bones, spoiling him in every way imaginable short of handing him the stars and moon.

Both of the elderly couple were researchers, national treasures well-versed in cutting-edge physics and chemistry.

And now, they were crouched in front of the crib, gently whispering as they engaged in early education, teaching him to pronounce words, listening to nursery rhymes with him, and meticulously taking care of every detail.

Even the toys were handcrafted by them.

Little Xiangsheng was particularly attached to Su Zhiruan, but not excessively needy. Whenever he saw her in a group of people, he would immediately smile and reach out for her.

This made Qingyu quite envious.

Others thought that Su Zhiruan was young and inexperienced in parenting, so everyone did what they could to help and spare her any worries.

To this, Su Zhiruan felt both helpless and amused because, when it came to experience in taking care of children, all of them combined couldn't match hers.

The heatwave was still ongoing, and this phase would last for quite a long time.

According to the original plot, the apocalypse lasted over five years, with heatwaves making up three of them.

Now, it was only the second year, so there was still a long way to go.

Fortunately, because of the base strategy she had implemented—gathering people together to focus collective efforts on major tasks, which was also adopted in cities across the country—everyone was together, making communication quick and efficient. Thus, the original plot's catastrophe of people spreading out in search of cooler places, leading to the outbreak of the Ice Mountain virus, was averted.

Thanks to the national effort and the united dedication of those at the base, all power supply facilities had been restored. In addition to this, other equipment and cooling devices were also being installed in succession. A massive canopy with cooling devices had been mounted over the top of the base, able to reduce temperature and block the impact of ultraviolet rays.

Although temperatures soared to 50 degrees Celsius, they stayed within the base, venturing out for supplies or farming when the temperature was slightly lower.

All in all, life was settling down day by day.

Naturally, some people felt that life had stabilized enough for them to return home, having adapted to the high temperatures.

For these people, Su Zhiruan naturally agreed. However, after staying at home for just a few days, they came crying back to the base, realizing that they had nothing at home, and all the supplies were already controlled by the base. If they tried to live independently, their chances of survival were slim.

So, the idea of setting up their own households was dismissed, and everyone was content to stay at the base, working hard and looking forward to the end of the disaster.

Little Xiangsheng grew quickly, and by the tenth month, he could already say "daddy" and "mommy".

The first word he said was "daddy".

At that time, Qingyu and Su Zhiruan were working in a study, while Little Xiangsheng was playing in his little bed.

Suddenly, his small mouth moved as if hesitating, but then, he uttered a clear "daddy".

Qingyu's hand, signing a document, trembled, and he looked up in surprise at Su Zhiruan, "Is he, is he calling me?"

Little Xiangsheng turned his head towards them, his baby voice sweet and clear, "Daddy."

This time, Qingyu dropped his pen and knelt beside the bed, his eyes brimming with tears.

Little Xiangsheng didn't understand why his dad was suddenly so excited, but seeing Su Zhiruan approaching, he smiled and waved his little hands, calling out again, "Daddy."

"He, he's really saying 'daddy'! Ruanruan! It's amazing!" Qingyu saw Su Zhiruan coming and hugged her tightly, "Thank you, thank you, our family will always be together..."

Su Zhiruan patted his excited shoulder.

The little tyke, originally smiling at Su Zhiruan, was trying to move towards her, hoping his mommy would hold him.

However, seeing his mom tightly hugged by Qingyu, he put away his smile, the word "daddy" left unsaid.

With his back to Little Xiangsheng, Qingyu was unaware, but Su Zhiruan saw everything and almost laughed herself into a faint, "Hahaha, your son really has an incredible mind, so smart."

"Then let's raise him well," Qingy released Su Zhiruan, taking her hand as they both crouched down together.

Seeing his mommy in front of him, Little Xiangsheng switched back to a smiling face, fluttering his arms wanting Su Zhiruan to hold him.

Su Zhiruan obliged and picked him up. At ten months old, he no longer wobbled his head when held upright; instead, he snuggled up against his mommy, his gaze intently fixed on Qingyu.