Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute
Chapter 567 - Chapter 567 Chapter 568 Full of Mischief

Chapter 567: Chapter 568: Full of Mischief Chapter 567: Chapter 568: Full of Mischief In the old photo, the young wife was still as beautiful as a flower, while he now had gray at his temples.

Their son, Zelin, had already married.

For a moment, Tang Husheng couldn’t help but feel emotional, and the anger he had upon entering was quietly quelled.

He pulled out a photo from the album and rubbed it in his hands, inevitably falling into the sweet memories of the past.

Su Shu came over with the warm dishes and invited them to eat, but she saw Tang Husheng silently wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.

She froze where she stood, not daring to disturb her father-in-law.

When Tang Husheng looked up and saw her, he smiled faintly, “All set?”

“Yes, it’s ready, Dad. Have some food to fill your stomach.”

“Alright.” Tang Husheng, holding the photo, walked to the dining table to eat. “Xiaosu, bring my wine.”

Drinking his wine and looking at the photo.

Tang Husheng said to Su Shu beside him, “Zelin’s mother was once the most beautiful woman in our compound.”

Speaking of his late wife, Su Shu noticed that her father-in-law’s face seemed to grow younger by a decade.

Every eyebrow and the corner of his eyes held memories of his late wife.

Maybe it was the intoxicating scent of alcohol, but as Tang Husheng looked at his wife’s photo, he appeared somewhat sentimental.

Su Shu thoughtfully stayed by his side, listening to the elder talk about stories she had never had the chance to be part of.

This was because they involved Zelin as a child, which she found profoundly interesting.

After all, Tang Husheng was not a romantic gentleman but a lifelong soldier who, even when recounting those tender scenes, seemed to imbue them with a decisive and aggressive aura.

“It’s a pity, such a wonderful woman but not so fortunate, married to a man like me.”

Rough fingers caressingly brushed over the jovial face in the photo, his eyes slightly reddening.

Su Shu picked up the wine bottle and filled a cup for her father-in-law.

“Dad, if Mom were here, she wouldn’t think that way at all. Look how tough you’ve been; for over twenty years, playing both mother and father roles, you’ve raised your son. Not everyone could have the heart and resilience you have.”

Tang Husheng looked up, “Is that what you think, Xiaosu?”

“Of course. Life and death are beyond one’s control. If she could choose, I believe she wouldn’t want to leave you and Zelin so soon.”

“Yes, I know, I know.”

Although knowing was one thing, emotions couldn’t always be completely controlled by reason.

Tang Husheng said, “Zelin’s mother and I didn’t have the fate to grow old together, but you and that boy, you might have a good life together. He might have his faults, but if he ever bullies you, you just tell Dad, and I’ll set him straight for you.”

“That won’t be necessary, Dad, he treats me quite well,” Su Shu said with a smile.

“Really?”

“Really!” To emphasize her truth, she nodded vigorously.

“That’s good then.” Tang Husheng took a sip from his glass, having just spoken ill of his son, he then wanted to add something positive about him in front of his daughter-in-law.

“Zelin as a child, I owe him as a father. He lost his mother young, and my military duties were heavy when I was young. He was practically raised free-range in this compound. Sometimes, when I came home for the holidays, I would find that he had grown so much.”

Listening to her father-in-law talk about the young Zelin, Su Shu was very interested.

“Was he like he is now when he was a teenager?”

Tang Husheng’s eyes widened, “No! Not at all!”

Su Shu was curious.

After thinking for a moment, Tang Husheng said, “Back then, that boy was a real rascal, up to all kinds of mischief, causing trouble everywhere, openly and secretly. He made the kids of his age in our compound scream all day long. Whenever I came home for the holidays, I couldn’t even take a bite of hot food before I had to go around apologizing door to door.”