WRA CH62

Chapter 62: “Can our baby get into a prestigious university?”

How could Zhou Sicheng not think Shen Ku and Chu Ren were completely useless?

All the crucial information had been obtained through his own wife’s practical experience!

He had always thought Xiang Zhen’s remark about being struck by lightning was just an accidental weather occurrence in the mountains—that lightning had struck a lone boulder and caught his wife in the crossfire. As it turned out, that earth-shattering thunderbolt had been aimed directly at his wife! It had even scorched his wife’s hair!

Zhou Sicheng knelt on the bed, feeling as if an arrow had pierced his heart. Cupping Xiang Zhen’s face, he gently stroked the patch of shortened hair. Why was the lightning so ruthless, striking right at Xiang Zhen’s head? If his luck had been just a little worse, it wouldn’t have been just his hair that got hurt.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…” If he hadn’t forced Xiang Zhen with a hunger strike, Xiang Zhen might not have left, and wouldn’t have had to face the Heavenly Lightning alone in the mountains.

Xiang Zhen: “Hubby, don’t worry. No Yao has ever been struck to death. Lightning is useful. Have you ever heard of the Awakening of Insects (Jingzhe)?”

If it were dangerous, the Guide to Adulthood would have definitely emphasized it.

Zhou Sicheng: “If it had good intentions, why would it aim right for your head?”

Xiang Zhen: “That’s how you gain sentience.”

Zhou Sicheng: “…”

Shen Ku felt like his head was about to explode, and Chu Ren was fidgeting uneasily.

Under the aggrieved, pleading, and accusatory stares of three 1.9-meter-tall men with commanding auras, Li Guihua thought to herself: If I had known there was an information gap, I wouldn’t have come.

Li Guihua: “Just hide somewhere with a lightning rod for the first three months of pregnancy, and you’ll be fine.”

Xiang Zhen saw that Bai Qi had posted a photo of the coffee bean baby in the group chat. Deep green, the size of a soybean, hidden amidst lush branches and leaves. No wonder Manning hadn’t noticed.

Unlike a sunflower’s disc, where a single small seed was very conspicuous.

Xiang Zhen sent the photo to Xiao Kui Bao: “Xiao Kui Bao, how many months along is the coffee bean baby?”

Shen Ku had been about to go knock on the door next door to find Dou Manning. Hearing this, his feet nailed themselves to the floor again. In this moment, he began to understand why Zhou Sicheng disliked the little Yao holding meetings—because the meeting results were strictly shared internally, and it took an immense amount of effort for humans to find out.

Xiao Kui Bao directly broadcasted the analysis results out loud: “Zhenzhen is a good baby who is adept at observing plants! This coffee bean is visually estimated to be 0.6 centimeters in size, belonging to the green fruit expansion stage, 2-4 months post-anthesis. The coffee bean baby is growing rapidly, and the internal seed has already taken preliminary shape. Would you like to know when it can be harvested?”

Xiang Zhen: “Tell me.”

Xiao Kui Bao: “Analyzing the date watermark on the photo, this is a Southern Hemisphere coffee bean. Southern Hemisphere coffee trees bloom from September to October, which aligns perfectly.”

“It takes 7-8 months for the coffee bean baby to reach the fully ripe red cherry stage. It is recommended to harvest next April. May 1st is Labor Day; you can experience the joy of picking coffee beans on that day!”

Just then, Dou Manning and Bai Qi walked in one after another. Hearing Xiao Kui Bao’s suggestion, they looked thoughtful.

Dou Manning: “I think that works.”

Xiang Zhen: “Xiao Kui Bao is very reliable.”

Bai Qi: “I’ll clear my schedule for that day.”

Shen Ku: “…” Are we being this hasty?

Xiao Kui Bao’s developer, Zhou Sicheng: “…”

Sending an ultrasound image to Xiao Kui Bao and having the AI calculate the due date?

These three illiterates can truly invent new tricks.

The thought that people in the real world might actually do this made Zhou Sicheng realize the immense responsibility tied to Xiao Kui Bao’s medical functions; strict supervision was absolutely necessary.

On second thought, the one breaking down right now should be Shen Ku. Zhou Sicheng felt a sudden, optimistic relief, as if his light boat had already sailed past ten thousand mountains.

Whistling a tune, he picked up the little sunflower seed and placed him on the changing table to change his diaper.

Li Guihua said, “Manning, you’re two months pregnant, so the Lightning Tribulation should happen sometime this month. Be careful on your way back.”

Hearing this, Shen Ku refused to leave the building no matter what. Even if the drive home was only ten-odd minutes, he was terrified. Since Zhou Sicheng had booked out this entire floor anyway, he rented a hospital room next door and had Dou Manning stay there for two months.

This was a luxurious convalescent facility, equipped with sports courts and other amenities inside.

Without a second word, he climbed up to the roof to personally inspect the lightning rods.

Having seen the sunflower seed baby, Li Guihua wanted to head back to the countryside.

Playing the filial son-in-law, Zhou Sicheng said, “It’s rare for you to visit. Stay a few more days.”

Shen Ku: “I have empty houses. Auntie, you can stay for half a year with total peace of mind.”

Chu Ren: “We couldn’t even get you to come before. How could you stay for just one day?”

Li Guihua: “…” She knew this was a trap.

…

Xiang Zhen was thrilled to suddenly have his good friends accompanying him during his postpartum confinement.

Zhou Sicheng and Shen Ku began discussing compulsory education.

His plan was to hire several tutors for Politics, History, Geography, Physics, Chemistry, and Biology—these six common knowledge subjects, six classes a day.

The tutors shouldn’t just read from a textbook; they needed to be able to find and fill the gaps in the little Yao’s knowledge.

The things Xiang Zhen and Dou Manning understood, they understood profoundly; the things they didn’t, they were utterly ignorant about.

However, one thing the little Yao hadn’t exaggerated about was that they learned very quickly.

When the tutor arrived for the first time, she thought they were two devastatingly handsome academic underachievers about to debut in a boy band. They had already dyed their hair trendy colors and had been sent in for emergency cramming, afraid fans would expose them as uneducated dropouts.

And they were probably signed under Changsheng Media, because she had run into Chu Ren in the elevator once.

President Chu is truly unconventional, sending his artists to a hospital for tutoring. Rival companies would never figure this out even if they racked their brains.

The tutor also discovered a massive secret: the great beauties were secretly married.

Teaching great beauties was truly a feast for the eyes; even if they were mentally deficient, she could endure it.

However, after the first class, the tutor completely overturned her assumptions—Such smart students! Such effortless teaching! The great beauty even looks at the teacher with such polite, eager-to-learn eyes; I’d be willing to pay to work here!

While Lord Sunflower attended class, Baby Sunflower slept in the cradle by the window, basking in the sun.

During the break, Xiang Zhen gently rocked the cradle. Catching the baby’s kicking, milky-soft little legs, he asked Dou Manning, “Which university did your hubby graduate from?”

Dou Manning: “Tsinghua University, Civil Engineering.”

Xiang Zhen: “My hubby graduated from Peking University, Finance. Do you think our babies will be able to get into prestigious universities like our hubbies in the future?”

Dou Manning: “Xiao Guazi has the aura of a top scholar.”

Xiang Zhen’s eyelashes fluttered lightly, the sunlight reflecting the shallow smile in his pupils: “Your baby does too. Let’s have them go to school together in the future.”

Speaking of school, Xiang Zhen worried again: “Will the sunflower seed baby and the coffee bean baby get bullied by other babies?”

After all, every class definitely had its little cliques.

Xiang Zhen: “If Bai Qi has a snake baby, the three of them definitely won’t get bullied.”

His hubby had said that three was a very powerful number.

Sister Wang had also said that a pampered wife’s greatest enemy was a “third party.”

Zhou Sicheng went to work in the morning, parented in the afternoon, and tutored his wife at night.

The sunflower seed baby started taking classes while still in swaddling clothes, and the coffee bean baby received precise prenatal education.

Deep love leads to far-reaching plans.

Zhou Sicheng felt satisfied with the educational level of his son’s childhood friends; the future was bright.

At the very least, the next generation wouldn’t just be two illiterates gathering together to cause trouble.

Leaning against his husband’s chest, Xiang Zhen flipped open the Physics textbook to a section on circuits: “Hubby, we’re previewing this tonight.”

Zhou Sicheng: “Previewing?”

Xiang Zhen said, “Because the teacher said this part is quite difficult, Engineer Shen will definitely help Manning preview it tonight. I don’t want to fall behind Manning’s progress tomorrow.”

Speaking of which, there hadn’t originally been any plan to tutor his wife at night. It was Zhou Sicheng acting on a whim, insisting on “checking his wife’s learning progress,” but actually just using it as an excuse to bully his wife—if he answered wrong, he’d do this and that to him.

Xiang Zhen was bullied, but he also actually absorbed the material, overachieving his homework. The next day, the teacher praised Xiang Zhen.

When Shen Ku found out about this, Engineer Shen firmly believed that Zhou Sicheng harbored ulterior motives, trying to secretly widen the gap. He couldn’t let Dou Manning fall behind Xiang Zhen and suffer a blow to his confidence, so he started tutoring his wife at night too.

The next day, when the little Yao compared their learning progress, the moment they found themselves falling behind, afraid of dragging the other down, they hurriedly made their husbands continue the tutoring.

And so, the fierce competition began.

Every day, the teacher arrived with her lesson plan, only to find the great beauties already understood it. When asked, the answer was always: My master’s degree husband taught me himself.

“…” Then why even hire a teacher!

The experienced teacher learned to skip lessons. After teaching the first section, she’d jump straight to the third; the parts in between were handled by other experts.

To Zhou Sicheng, middle school physics was like 1+1. By teaching a simple 1+1, he earned his wife’s adoring gaze reserved for mathematical geniuses.

Then there was History. By casually dropping some ancient emperor gossip, Xiang Zhen felt his husband had thoroughly mastered five thousand years of history, acting as a contemporary historian.

Xiang Zhen: “Hubby, you have too much knowledge in your head. You know astronomy above and humanities below.”

Zhou Sicheng pursed his lips, showing appropriate modesty: “My astronomy knowledge is still lacking. I’ll work harder.”

Xiang Zhen’s round eyes sparkled, filled entirely with his husband: “You are the sun. No one understands celestial bodies better than you.”

Suppressing his arrogance, Zhou Sicheng said, “You’re praising your hubby to the heavens. I’m not that outstanding. Ahem, let’s look at voltage first. The unit is the Volt.”

“Household electricity is 220V.” Still harboring lingering fears, Zhou Sicheng warned, “Zhenzhen, you must be careful when using electrical appliances. Never touch a plug with wet hands.”

Xiang Zhen: “Hubby, what is the voltage of lightning?”

Zhou Sicheng: “One hundred million to one billion Volts.”

A sharp pain pierced Zhou Sicheng’s eyes, and he scooped both his wife and son into his arms. How could he have let his wife and child endure a Lightning Tribulation out in the wilderness?

The first one to get pregnant always suffered the most; he hadn’t even known to prepare a lightning rod for his wife.

Xiang Zhen, however, was very proud: “The baby and I tanked a billion Volts!”

After saying this, he looked at Zhou Sicheng’s expression, thought for a moment, and comforted him: “Engineer Shen is definitely very anxious about this lesson. He can’t teach Manning well at all; he’s not as good as you.”

Zhou Sicheng was also experiencing delayed anxiety.

It was one thing when he didn’t think about it, but now he had trauma regarding thunderstorms.

To think their very first time was during a thunderstorm; the thunder and pouring rain had covered up their heavy panting.

It brought pleasure, but also pain.

Zhou Sicheng: “Let’s stop studying. Go to sleep early tonight. I doubt Engineer Shen can teach it either; just maintain the same progress as your classmate.”

Xiang Zhen smiled: “Alright. I’m sleepy too.”

Zhou Sicheng coaxed his wife and child to sleep… Actually, no coaxing was needed. Both the big and little sunflowers followed the diurnal rhythm, falling asleep very easily at night. He was the one who needed time to fall asleep.

He picked up his phone to check the time, only to accidentally notice that the weather forecast displayed thunderstorms.

When he had checked in the morning, it was supposed to be a rainless week with crisp autumn weather.

Zhou Sicheng froze abruptly. Is it the Lightning Tribulation?!

Could it target the wrong Yao? They are so close to Dou Manning!

Unable to trust this slapdash, makeshift world, Zhou Sicheng sent a warning to Shen Ku, then hurriedly woke his wife: “Wifey, wake up!”

Xiang Zhen was bleary-eyed: “What’s wrong? Does the baby need milk?”

Zhou Sicheng helped him up, turning his back to him: “It’s nothing. Get on my back.”

Drowsy and compliant, Xiang Zhen draped himself over his husband’s back. In a daze, he felt himself being hoisted up, followed by a very bumpy ride.

Carrying his wife on his back and cradling his child in his arms, Zhou Sicheng briskly walked down the emergency stairwell, heading straight down to the second basement level in one breath. Thank goodness his foot injury had completely healed; only then could he carry his entire family.

A man truly had to be strong and healthy.

His son didn’t cry, and his wife didn’t wake up.

He stuffed Xiang Zhen and the baby into the car parked in the underground garage, finally letting out a sigh of relief.