Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute-Chapter 243 - 242 The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms (2)

Chapter 243: Chapter 242: The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms (2)

Chapter 243: Chapter 242: The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms (2)

Alright… Anyway, the vegetables distributed in the safe zone are nothing but potatoes, cabbages, and radishes; getting anything fresh really isn’t easy.

She glanced again at Su Shan, the new member of their group. Although they rarely spoke when picking mushrooms, now that he was here, it seemed a bit rude not to say anything.

“Shanzi, brother, it’s too damp over there, come and sit on this side.”

Without directly asking what he had brought to eat, she figured that sitting closer would give her a better view. When she saw that Su Shan had only brought one pancake and virtually no vegetables, she felt a bit stunned.

The situation nowadays didn’t seem to necessitate such frugality, did it?

For a young man, is one pancake really enough?

Su Shu looked at her own lunch box, hesitated for three seconds, then took three rice balls out and handed them to Su Shan. She pushed the vegetables towards the center, handed him a pair of chopsticks, and used a spoon herself.

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Su Shan was taken aback, and Su Shu said, “I just learned how to make rice balls. Shanzi, brother, why don’t you try them?”

“There’s no need, no need, I have my pancake,” Su Shan quickly refused. Even though those rice balls and vegetables looked really appetizing and his stomach was growling from craving, food was more precious than money in these times. Eating one less meal meant one more to have, and he, a young man, didn’t feel right about taking food from a girl’s family.

Su Shu said, “When we were kids, you used to catch river fish and grill them for me to eat. I still remember that delicious taste. Now that we’re grown up, you should try something I’ve made and see how it compares to your cooking skills.”

Truthfully, she couldn’t actually remember the taste from their childhood. She said that only to give Su Shan a reason to accept.

Some people, no matter how tough their life is, still have their pride. She couldn’t offer much, but such acts of kindness as giving away roses to leave fragrance in your own hands were still possible.

It always feels a little uncomfortable to accept things from others without reason.

But saying that Su Shan had been kind to her when they were kids made it easier for him to accept a little favor from her now that they were adults.

With that, Su Shan accepted the rice balls with a reluctant thank you.

Even though he accepted the rice balls, Su Shan didn’t take any vegetables from the box throughout the meal; it was Su Shu who gave him two or three servings.

Unlike Xiao’ai’s “specially processed” rice balls, Su Shu’s lunch box contained just that—only rice balls.

The five adults and two children sat eating together when suddenly, not far away, two families started fighting out of the blue!

Swear words flew through the air in an instant, with seven or eight people from both sides entangled, some throwing punches, others trying to break up the fight. The sharp and piercing sounds of arguing startled everyone within tens of meters, leaving them wondering what had happened.

Xiao’ai was eating earnestly when the sudden barrage of yelling startled her, nearly causing her to choke.

Su Shu’s eyes dimmed with discomfort, and she gently patted Xiao’ai’s chest, handing her water.

The little girl took a few sips, regained her composure, and then stopped eating. She twisted her small body curiously to look back at the commotion.

Su Shu blocked her face with her hand, “Children shouldn’t watch, it’s scary. Come over to your aunt’s side to eat, and don’t mind anything else.”

Behind Su Shu was Fu Shiyin, and both women instinctively wanted to protect Xiao’ai, pulling her to a safe place.

Like the people nearby, they all looked over to see what was happening.

The disturbance continued for a while, with cursing and wailing, and it took a while for the crowd to understand the situation.

It turned out that the family that had started the fight and their neighbors across the street both lived on the First District mountain. To cut a long story short, the perpetrator was a woman around thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, with two elders above her and two children below, a boy and a girl, plus her husband, making a total of six in her family. Today, the whole family had gone out to work, including the two elders. The family getting beat up was a widow with two young daughters, both appearing to be just over twenty years old.