CHAPTER 551: 455 YOU CAN’T ALWAYS BUILD AN IVORY TOWER FOR YOUR DAUGHTER.

Gong Yi had been searching for his children for quite a while, and although his Spiritual Power had shown him where his two kids had gone, a momentary distraction was enough for the kids to change places.

The elder brother was now grown up and sometimes really disliked being monitored by his father, occasionally using his own Spiritual Power to create a mosaic to shield himself.

It was like Gong Yi was watching a blockbuster in his mind, but a small mosaic in the film greatly affected his viewing experience.

Eventually, Gong Yi got tired of following the group of children around, and he leisurely strolled through the newly built school when he was suddenly stopped by a man.

The man smiled obsequiously, "Excuse me, are you Commander Gong?"

"Sorry, I’m looking for my children," Gong Yi replied, not really wanting to engage with such a person and made an excuse to leave.

"They were just playing over there, I saw them."

Gong Yi nodded and had no extra desire to chat with the man.

Soon, he saw his sister holding two cotton candies, her tiny legs as white as lotus roots hustling towards him, panting,

"Daddy, here."

Her soft, glutinous voice nearly melted Gong Yi’s tough heart.

"Aw, is this for Daddy? Thank you, my little princess."

Gong Yi took the cotton candy from his daughter, hardly able to bear eating it, his eyes nearly brimming with tears of emotion.

His daughter was so filial, having gotten two cotton candies but never thought to give one to her brother or mother, she gave them both directly to Daddy.

His daughter was the most filial child under heaven!

Several parents nearby glanced over at the sister, watching her eating cotton candy while holding her father’s hand, walking toward a cage on the playground.

Inside the cage, there was a live zombie being used for teaching purposes, and upon seeing the sister, the zombie suddenly lunged at her, snarling and baring its teeth.

The cage was knocked over by the zombie, landing on a nearby flower.

And the zombie, still bouncing inside, crushed the flower completely.

Upon seeing this, the sister cried out with a "wah."

Adults and children at the scene turned their heads towards the sister, some quietly discussing,

"Is this Xiuning a fool? Are there still children who get scared and cry at the sight of zombies nowadays?"

"Don’t say that, she’s the Commander’s daughter. Even if she’s a bit unusual, that’s normal; be careful, or Commander Gong might silence you."

"This child must have been very well protected since she was young."

"I wonder how Commander Gong raises his children, protecting them so well now, how will they adapt to the apocalypse later?"

The parents whispered among themselves, and their words caught the attention of the keen observers, who looked at the sister with some disdain.

In this apocalyptic era, the useless rich girl was none other than Xiuning.

Gong Yi, with a stern face, walked over and picked his daughter up from the ground, patting her as he moved away from the complicated gazes of the crowd, and took out a piece of candy from his pocket and placed it in his sister’s mouth.

Before long, the sister was pacified by the candy, her face breaking into a happy, joyous smile.

This child is so easy to placate! Almost all the parents and children who witnessed this scene thought so.

Gong Yi and Qin Jianqiang ran over; the zombie in the cage was still baring its teeth at Xiao Hua. Qin Jianqiang, along with a group of children, picked up stones and started throwing them at the zombie.

Boss Gong bent down to carefully inspect the flower that was crushed horribly on the ground. He asked Qin Jianqiang to find him a small shovel, and he dug out the flower along with its roots, placing them in a small flower pot.

He handed the small flower pot to Xiao Hua.

Gong Yi stayed with Xiao Hua. By now, she had lost interest in playing, holding onto the destroyed flower given by her brother, continuously touching the wilted flower with her fingertips.

While the children around played happily, Xiuning paid no attention and seemed uninterested. Her attention was solely focused on the ruined flower.

Her behavior exchanged many surprised glances among the onlookers—this child really seemed to have a problem.

Was Xiuning autistic? Or was her intelligence not on par with her peers?

Or perhaps she was just too ordinary, ordinary to the extent that, being the child of Gong Yi and Hua Mi, everyone’s expectations were too high.

However, her developmental indicators just barely met average, which let everyone down.

Standing beside Xiao Hua, Boss Gong, feeling angry, lifted his little face and looked around at the unusual stares.

As he looked from one person to another, those unusual gazes turned away, no longer staring directly at Xiao Hua’s oddity.

Meanwhile, Xiao Hua continued to stare at the pot of flowers in her arms, seemingly oblivious and unconcerned about the surrounding stares.

Such behavior only further convinced everyone that Xiao Hua might be simple-minded.

On the way back, Xiao Hua, from nowhere, clutched a vibrant pot of flowers, sitting in a child’s car seat.

Gong Yi felt uneasy in his heart and shared everything that happened at school with Hua Mi once they were home.

"Maybe we should hire a tutor at home and not send her to school. If those children look at Xiao Hua with peculiar eyes, it will greatly impact her mentally."

Gong Yi was filled with anxiety, constantly cupping his head thinking about this issue, realizing that raising children was far more complicated than killing zombies in an apocalypse.

Having said that, he looked at Hua Mi with a pleading face, "What should we do?"

Hua Mi looked towards Xiao Hua, who was planting flowers in the garden, "How has this child gotten more and more interested in plants?"

Quite puzzled, as, previously, when she and Gong Yi took their swaddled brother and sister out to kill zombies, they would place the siblings on the grass when going out for a break.

Now that the children were growing day by day, her brother and Qin Jianqiang had become inseparable, surrounded by other children, her brother acting like a child king.

But Xiao Hua, was still very much invested in her interest in plants and flowers.

Gong Yi glanced back at Xiao Hua’s small figure, "Maybe it’s because when she was little, we were too busy and left her on the grass without caring for her, which has caused her current autism."

He felt so guilty, so regretful, "What are we going to do?" Gong Yi was so anxious, he felt his endocrine system might get disrupted.

"I’ll still consider finding a private tutor."

When Gong Yi took out his mobile phone, Hua Mi stopped him.

"You can’t just build an ivory tower for your daughter and let her be trapped in there for life, can you?"

Hua Mi pondered, "Xiao Hua has her own psychological world which we can’t enter yet, and she’s not ready to share it, but we need to let her go out and experience more. One day, she’ll open her world herself, inviting us to sit in her splendid garden."