C3 Glad to Have Your Son

He felt as if he had become a ghost, floating silently in the darkness. To use a single word to describe him, it was' empty '. There was no feeling, no emotion, and no sound.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, tearing apart the world. An Shen gradually began to see what was in front of him. It was as if he was looking down from high up in the sky at a foreign land.

The new world was not stable. Volcanoes and hurricanes and tsunamis were a common occurrence. They might have been fleeting to An Shen, but in the world before his eyes, it seemed like a very long time had passed.

Gradually, there were plants on the ground, animals, and humans who could walk while standing, and it seemed like a long time had passed. The clothes of the people were simple, but their strength was much greater, as if they could easily kill their prey, and all kinds of Divine Beast were scattered across the fields.

Gradually, the strong humans and beasts became estranged, and in the end, they even started to fight each other, causing countless deaths and injuries. Human civilization had been cut off from the rest, and the Divine Beast Holy Beasts had retreated into the forest, leaving many colored spots of light behind.

Without an enemy like a beast, humans finally settled down in peace for a period of time. Afterwards, for some reason, they started attacking each other again, forming a tribe in the end." Without an enemy like a beast, humans finally rested for a period of time, and then for some reason, they started attacking each other again. Anson felt as if he were reading a historical biography.

Colourful specks of light, jumping in the air, going fast and slow, two white and black specks of light, with a whole string of other colors, began to circle, dance, and even stick to him after Ansheng had finished reading them.

Anson looked at the big ones and wanted to laugh a little, as if they were pleading with him for comfort.

What a strange feeling.

In his heart he was still thinking, "Could it be that after I died, I was still thinking about the fairy tale I read when I was young?"

The light stopped dancing and lined up around Anson, who tried to speak but couldn't, tried to tease them, couldn't move, and finally woke up hungry.

My stomach is so hungry!

How long had it been since he last ate? It seemed that he hadn't eaten since he escaped from the base. When he was running in the forest, he didn't have the time to find something to eat, so he just randomly found something to run around while eating.

Zhang Ye opened his mouth to call for someone, but before he could say anything, he heard, "Wow!" What … What was going on? Could it be that he even injured his throat?

An object made of meat was stuffed into his mouth. An Shen subconsciously sucked it in, and a stream of food with a fishy smell and a rich milk smell flowed into his mouth.

Anson closed his eyes and began to smoke. He was just mumbling in his heart, which hospital is this? Why is the nutrition liquid so fragrant? It's just a bit fishy. There's probably something inside that's extracted from the deep sea fish, right?

He had used these things as liquid nutrients for high-risk or critically ill patients in the hospital.

Only later, when he thought about it, did he even have the heart to die.

A milkmaid fed the baby in her arms to her heart's content. Then, she burped and put the baby into the cradle, gently shaking it.

An Shen let out a burp, then suddenly fell asleep again.

In the end, Ming Jingshan had overworked himself and slept for two whole days before waking up. On the other hand, Ming Qiu was still unconscious, and his family used all kinds of precious herbs and delicacies to make a liquid food for Wu Tie to drink.

Since Ming Jingshan woke up, he personally looked after Ming Qiu, fed himself, fed and changed his bed, and so on.

Ming Qiu only woke up ten days later. When he opened his eyes and saw his wife, he smiled weakly: "Jingshan, where's the kid?"

Seeing that Ming Qiu had woken up, Ming Jingshan finally felt relieved. These days, he had been having a hard time and was afraid that his wife would leave him like this! His eyes never opened again.

"Autumn!" It's good that you're awake! " Ming Jingshan's eyes started to tear up as he laid his head gently on his lover's blanket.

"I'm fine." He raised his hand with effort and patted his lover. He understood someone who grew up together with him. He knew that loving himself was better than anything.

"Where's the child?" He turned around and looked inside the house, but didn't see the baby that should be here.

"I've got the milk, so I'll be back in a while. It's a kid." Ming Jingshan whispered to his anxious lover.

"Good, good!" Ming Qiu was happy, he had passed down six generations of Ming Family only, he risked his life not wanting it, and finally gave birth to another child for Ming Family.

"Qiu, thank you!" He kissed the pale cheeks of his lover, and Ming Jingshan, who already had a white bun on his head, looked at his happy lover lovingly.

"What are you saying!" His wife was already sixty years old, yet she said such embarrassing things.

"Hehe!" It was rare for Ming Jingshan, who was always smart and calm, to be so childish for once. The first time he was so helpless and anxious was when his eldest son was born 38 years ago.

Unexpectedly, after thirty-eight years, he had another child.