Dangerous Survival in the Apocalypse

Chapter 16

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Gu Zchen was busy with his affairs, and it was rare for him to sleep until dawn. After waking up, she first infused Shen Qing with a stick of incense, opened the door and walked out of the storage room, and smelled the warm and inviting aroma of food head-on.

The house is very quiet, only the slight sound of cooking utensils colliding in the kitchen, and the pale golden sunlight in the morning comes in through the window sash, illuminating the ordinary and warm atmosphere of fireworks in the room.

Gu Zchen's expression was gentle, he stood there for a while, then lifted his feet and walked towards the kitchen. After walking a few steps, a short and puffy figure appeared out of nowhere, and slid past him slowly, sticking to his calf.

With a bag of milk in his mouth, Shen Xun sat cross-legged on the head of the sweeping robot, and slid forward while hitting the mount twice from time to time, so as to adjust the direction in real time according to the obstacles.

When he was a dog, he was small in size and light in weight, and the robot carried him with ease, sucking dust and mopping the floor while running around. But now he is in the shape of a human being, and no matter how light he is, he weighs more than ten kilograms, which is a bit difficult for a sweeping robot whose original design intention is not to "load". The two electronic eyes were pressed so that their red light flashed straight, and they were almost clinging to the ground and moving forward at a turtle speed. Because the disc-shaped shell was overwhelmed, it made teeth-stinging creaking sounds along the way.

This scene fell into Gu Zchen's eyes, it was really indescribable.

Shen Shi'an came out of the kitchen with a casserole in his hand, saw Shen Xun's brows twitch, and lifted him up by the back of his neck: "How many times have I told you, don't ride on it again. If it breaks, will you come sweep the floor?"

Looking up at Gu Zchen again: "Good morning, breakfast is ready."

"An'an morning." Gu Zchen replied, his eyes fell on Shen Xun as if he wanted to say something, he paused for a while but still didn't speak, he turned and walked into the bathroom to wash up.

After breakfast, Mr. Gu was about to leave. Shen Shi'an wasn't surprised. The higher his position, the busier he would be. With his current status, it's very rare for him to be able to spend the night here.

But before leaving, Shen Shi'an still has something to discuss with him: "It's been so long since the car accident, and my side has been safe and sound. Even if someone really wanted to do something to me, they might have given up on the plan long ago. I think Can the bodyguards be removed?" He was grateful to Wan and Fan for their dedication, but being watched and followed anytime and anywhere was not a pleasant experience. What's more, he can't be protected by someone for a lifetime.

"She doesn't do anything to you now, it's because she has too much time to take care of herself." Gu Zchen sneered, and several cold lights flashed in his eyes.

Shen Shi'an's heart moved, and he heard the meaning of his words: "Is something wrong with Mrs. Gu?"

Gu Zchen showed the most obvious disgust for the three words "Mrs. Gu": "I didn't know what stimulated me a year ago, and I said that there were evil spirits trying to kill her all day long, and I screamed and howled every night. My house is restless, I went to the hospital but couldn’t find anything wrong with it, and I saw more than a dozen psychiatrists, but it didn’t help. Later, I heard that I was lowered by someone, and now I’m hiding in a temple in Southeast Asia. Please ask the master to relieve the disaster Well." Heh, if you do too many bad things, it's easy to run into ghosts.

Shen Shi'an was a little surprised: someone lowered his head? What's going on with this.

Shen Xun next to him sneezed, finished a bag of milk, and hiccupped along the way.

"The bodyguards are not in a hurry to withdraw," Mr. Gu said: "Wait a few more months to see, the situation in the capital has been complicated recently, and the Qin family may make some big moves. Don't worry, after half a year at most, I guarantee that she will never come back again." I dare not make any decisions about you." He will become the head of the Gu family, and he made it clear that he only recognizes Shen Shi'an, his son, and he also wants to prevent the other party from jumping over the wall in a hurry.

Shen Shi'an agreed and sent Mr. Gu to the door. Gu Zchen looked at him and then at the children next to him, and after thinking for a while, he finally said: "An'an, raising children is not an easy task. In addition to food, clothing, housing and transportation, there are more important education issues. You I'm still young, and I'm busy with my studies. This child is about to enter kindergarten. How can you take care of it by yourself? If you agree, I can take him back to the capital first and provide him with the best Educational resources and living conditions, wait until your school is over and your career is stable, and then send him back."

Just as Shen Xun bared his fangs, a warm palm was placed on the top of his head. Shen Shi'an shook his head: "I appreciate Mr. Gu's kindness, but he is my son, and I have the obligation to bring him up with my own hands."

The dog was picked up by him himself, and it was because of him that he became a human. In any case, he must personally ensure that the child can live normally in this society.

Mr. Gu seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of Shen Shi'an's words, thinking that he meant something to imply that he was an unqualified father, so a bit of bitterness appeared in his eyes. He smiled and said, "That's fine. If you have any difficulties, just tell me."

Shen Shi'an nodded: "I will." After a pause, he took a step forward and gave him a light hug: "Bon voyage."

This hug made Gu Zchen feel much better, and instead of letting Shen Shi'an see him off, he took the elevator downstairs by himself. The assistant had already brought someone to park the car downstairs and waited. Before getting into the car, Gu Zchen asked Wan Feng who followed him, "Is that child named Shen Xun really An An?"

Wan Feng shook his head: "I'm not sure, but it shouldn't be. Mr. Shen went to the mall by himself that day, and when he came back, he took a child with him. It seems that Mr. Shen picked it up after being abandoned."

Speaking of this matter, he and Fan Guoping were actually dereliction of duty: as bodyguards for 24-hour close protection, the two of them didn't even know when Shen Shi'an went out that day. Wan Feng had confidence in his own abilities, and he also had confidence in Fan Guoping. It was almost impossible to avoid the two of them's detection and go downstairs alone, but this happened. For such an omission, no matter what the reason is, standing in front of the employer at this time is a bit unspeakably ashamed.

However, Gu Zchen didn't care about this, and he sat in the car and secretly breathed a sigh of relief: What did he say, with the genes of the Gu family and the Shen family, the children born should not look like they have underdeveloped brains.

Shen Shi'an rejected Mr. Gu's proposal to raise the child on his behalf, but the other party's words reminded him of one thing: Shen Xun is now a human being, and if he wants to survive in this society, he must receive corresponding education.

It's just that the child has a temper that is ready to bite at every turn, how dare Shen Shi'an send him to the kindergarten. After thinking about it, I can only teach myself for the time being.

During the Spring Festival, most of the various shops were closed. It was hard to find a few on the Internet that could deliver goods normally. After careful comparison, I selected several sets of teaching materials for children. Shen Xun's biggest problem right now is unclear enunciation and ambiguous speech, so Shen Shi'an decided to start from the basics and learn pinyin first.

Considering that he hasn't become a human for long after all, boring study is probably unacceptable, it's better to entertain while teaching. So in addition to textbooks, Shen Shi'an picked out a few comic books and story books for him, as well as several sets of Lego blocks that are easy to use. In the end, he bought himself a few more professional text code-breaking books—he had a lot of vacation time, so he still wanted to try to see if he could find a way to understand the exercise books.

The courier arrived a little faster than he expected. Shen Xun leaned next to Shen Shi'an, and as soon as the express box was opened, he quickly took out a box of building blocks from it, put it in his mouth and bit it, and found it tasteless, so he threw it back in a lack of interest.

Once the teaching materials are ready, move out the small desks and blackboards that have been prepared a long time ago, put the paper, pens and erasers in order, and Shen Shi'an clears his throat: "Little Sunflower Classroom is officially open."

The teaching progress is fairly smooth. Although the child looked a little silly, he was actually very smart, and his learning speed greatly exceeded Shen Shi'an's expectations. It took less than two days to memorize all the initials and finals. If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Shen Shi'an probably would never have imagined that just over a month ago, he was a fluffy little milk dog who could act like a baby and would bite holes in his trouser legs when he was angry.

It's a pity that the gratifying teaching process soon encountered obstacles.

Shen Shi'an took a deep breath, and told himself for the 23rd time: don't worry, he is still a child, and children learn things slowly, so they have to be patient and teach well, and the more times they teach, they will always learn. Then he pointed to the pinyin in the textbook and said, "Come on, read this word again."

The child sat upright, looked cute and well-behaved, and spoke a milky voice: "m—i—force, f—eng—huh, lihu!"

It's the same thing when you read it individually, but it's a thousand miles away when you read it together.

"Wrong! What is Lihu, is Lihu a word? How many times have the same word been wrong? Look at the picture at the back, how could such a big two bees read it wrong..." Shen Shi'an gritted his back molars, trying his best to In a soft voice: "I just taught you m, tongue hanging in the air and lips to pronounce, bee, buzzing bee, sting a swollen bee, remember?" Slowing down, pointing to the next pinyin: "Read the word again."

The child looked at it: "h—ua—发, h—u—福, d—ie—蝶, Fafudie!" This time it is a word.

The corners of Shen Shi'an's eyebrows twitched, and the palm hanging on his right leg loosened and tightened again: Don't worry, don't worry, the child is young and just learning, it's normal to make mistakes, and you can't be beaten to death.

Why didn't he know before that teaching children would be such a torture.

Grinding his teeth, he corrected each word carefully, and then tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "Come on, think about how I taught you before, you are so good, you must be able to do it. Come on, how do you read this?"

"x—i—ao—small, s—ong—fierce, sh—u—xu," Shen Xun scratched his face, "Xiao fierce Xu!"

Shen Shi'an closed his eyes and took a deep breath, holding it in. He stood up abruptly, rushed to the kitchen, picked up two kitchen knives, and chopped meat mince left and right for half an hour.

When the nerves finally relaxed, looking at the extremely smooth minced meat on the chopping board, my heart moved, and I suddenly had an idea.

He strode back to the desk, picked up a pen and wrote two words on the small blackboard and put them in pinyin, "Come on, try again, if you get it right, we'll have this for lunch."

Shen Xun's eyes focused instantly, and this time he read quickly: "h—ong—red, sh—ao—roasted, r—ou—meat, braised pork! k—ao—roasted, j—i—chicken, t —ui—leg, grilled chicken leg!!”

Shen Shi'an let out a long sigh of relief, and the corners of his lips curled up: he knew it.

Strike while the iron is hot, quickly pick up the textbook and continue to ask him: "How do you read this?"

The child's cadence is correct: "d—a—big, x—i—a few, g—ua—eight, big and eight!"

"..."

Shen Shi'an pinched his forehead, feeling that he was an exhausted old father.