Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute
Chapter 545 - Chapter 545 Chapter 546 What Has My Son Brought Me

Chapter 545: Chapter 546 What Has My Son Brought Me? Chapter 545: Chapter 546 What Has My Son Brought Me? “Ah, no need, no need, you must be tired after flying all the way here. Go ahead and rest a bit,”

Having said that, Aunt Song immediately plunged into the kitchen.

Su Shu could only sit down and continue to be examined by the family members.

Tang Husheng was all smiles, the tea his brother-in-law made was subpar, but the two brothers chatted away, sharing meanings only they understood.

Zelin’s wife is quite a catch, look at that appearance and temperament, and she’s so outgoing too.

Indeed, I never expected that my sloppy son could have such good fortune.

Zhan An poured a cup for Su Shu, who quickly stood up and received it with both hands, “Thank you, Uncle.”

“Don’t mention it, tired from flying from the north, aren’t you?”

“No, not tired,” she replied.

Nearby, Zhan Yue observed her cousin-in-law for a while and then tentatively moved closer.

“Cousin-in-law, you are so pretty.”

The little girl’s comment instantly made Su Shu blush fiercely.

In front of the two elders, she didn’t know how to respond to that comment.

“Thank you, you too,” she managed.

Zhan Yue smirked slightly, “I’m Zhan Yue, you can call me Yueyue.”

“Sure, Yueyue.”

Soon, Aunt Song had already set the table with dishes.

During this time, Tang Husheng had heard from Su Shu about the situation of the kids Lu Tong and Little Fatty.

“I’ve met Yao Ke, he’s a fine young man, even saved Tang’s life before. It’s only right to look after a comrade’s family in difficult times,”

Such matters were trivial in Tang Husheng’s eyes.

Wartime guardianship among them were all too common.

With bullets blind on the battlefield, no one knew if they could make it back or not.

Upon learning that both children were orphans, everyone felt a wave of sympathy, recalling the recent flood disaster and acknowledging life’s fragility in the face of disasters.

Before sitting down to eat, Su Shu stood up to get her luggage backpack.

“Come, Xiaosu, let’s eat first. The luggage can be sorted out later. Don’t worry, besides the regular food at home that you might find plain, we lack nothing. Your Aunt has already prepared your room,” Tang Husheng invited Su Shu to dine.

“Alright, Dad, wait a moment. Zelin asked me to bring some things for you,” Su Shu said.

In her backpack, she had some items that she and Tang Zelin had discussed before departing.

If it were before, Tang Zelin might have declined, but knowing his wife was an “Apocalypse little rich girl,” he had nothing to say.

Some items might not mean much, but he knew all too well his old man’s love for good wine, good tea, and cigarettes.

The father and son’s tastes, honestly, were not that different.

Even choosing a wife had to be someone they fancied themselves, otherwise, they’d remain bachelors.

Upon hearing that his son had brought him something, Tang Husheng’s face brightened, and he leaned in, “What did that rascal bring me?”

His curious look caused Aunt Song and Zhan An to break into hearty laughter behind him.

It was rare to see Tang Father so happy today; lately, he had been frowning constantly due to unresolved issues with winter supplies.

Su Shu’s visit seemed to have rejuvenated him by several years.

Before coming, Su Shu and Tang Zelin had discussed what to bring in the backpack.

At the time, Tang Zelin had thought about it and said, “After all, you’re not coming from your home in C City. It’s not good to take too many things, and if you take too much, it’s hard to explain where the items came from. With the front lines being so tense, it wouldn’t be possible to have much. You might as well take a little less, and it’s best to pick some lightweight items that you can say you had brought from home initially.”