At night, the sky was dotted with stars.
Looking up, a vast black curtain was draped across the sky, with a Milky Way sprinkled on it.
Bai Zhengxuan moved the table from the living room off the bus, making several trips back and forth, with tables, chairs, benches, fruits, and snacks.
He didn't even take a single breath.
He always felt like he had limitless energy.
"Oh my, I'm exhausted!"
Bai Anhai, on the other hand, sat panting on a chair next to the bus, sweating profusely.
If you looked closely at his hands, you'd see they were slightly red, showing that he just engaged in some traditional Chinese parenting!
Bai Yifan was emitting a dim yellow glow, looking more sour than a bitter gourd.
"Go cook, I'm so tired!" Bai Anhai grinned, looking quite cheerful.
Life in the apocalypse was so oppressive.
Only when educating his son did he feel truly fulfilled.
Being idle was boring, and a little scolding could bring him joy.
Bai Anhai was increasingly fond of this son!
