Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute-Chapter 133 - 132: An Apocalyptic Life from Scratch (6)
Chapter 133 -132: An Apocalyptic Life from Scratch (6)
Unfortunately, even a reliable government was powerless to stop the heavens’ determined efforts to obliterate the earth.
For three whole years, not a single grain was harvested, plunging the world into the most severe food crisis in history.
It wasn’t just City C, nor just Province B, but provinces and cities nationwide, and countries around the globe were all facing extremely serious food issues.
The rain had been falling for a day and two nights already.
The next day, early in the morning.
Turbulent floodwaters had already submerged the banks of Linjiang, and amidst the storm, countless officers and soldiers clad in life jackets rushed to the front lines of flood fighting and disaster relief.
For breakfast, Su Shu took Xiao’ai to the hotel cafeteria for porridge, where many guests who had come for breakfast crowded around the hanging television in the hall.
Everyone gathered together, watching the heart-wrenching scenes and sighing incessantly.
Carrying Xiao’ai in her arms, Su Shu walked calmly past the crowd and directly to a table on the side.
Lowering her voice, “Xiao’ai, sit here and wait for your aunt, be good.”
Xiao’ai, holding onto Dinosaur Jun, nodded cutely.
She smiled faintly, then turned to get their breakfast.
Fresh warm milk, soft and tasty congee, four little steamed buns, two eggs, and a dish of refreshing pickles—nutritiously rich. Eating in the chilly, rainy weather was incredibly heartwarming.
Su Shu had prepared a small bag of floss earlier before leaving the house and now opened it, pouring it into Xiao’ai’s bowl.
Watching her eat contentedly, bite by bite, Su Shu felt an immense satisfaction.
Being able to provide safety for the one she loved felt like such a blissful thing.
The two of them sat quietly on the side, slowly eating their breakfast, their calm demeanor forming a stark contrast to the group not far away, who were crowded around watching the progress of the disaster.
Several people turned their gaze towards them, but most just glanced over and looked away.
A few people, however, frowned upon seeing them a few more times, mocking coldly.
“What’s the time, and they still manage to eat? Oh, I can’t eat, seeing the terrible scenes on TV makes me feel awful.”
“Exactly, I can’t eat either. It’s too devastating. Thankfully, my family isn’t on the Linjiang side. The floods are too terrifying,” someone agreed.
“People really show their compassion during great disasters.”
While speaking, they signaled with their eyes towards Su Shu, who was eating, implying clearly.
Two tables away, Su Shu pretended not to hear.
Xiao’ai seemed to understand, lifting her head to look at her, her eyes blinking.
“Eat a bit more, leftovers are not good,” she said to Xiao’ai with a fierce smile.
Xiao’ai lowered her head and continued eating.
Su Shu also picked up her chopsticks and resumed eating.
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Next door, their cold remarks fell on deaf ears, eliciting absolutely no response.
Silence sometimes possesses a high and disdainful power that is utterly unbeatable.
Their side full of worry for the people in the disaster area, while here, young and seemingly utterly indifferent to such a catastrophe.
The faces of the few changed slightly, their mockery turning into a more intense trend.
It seemed that having a “defective” comparison highlighted their actions as more righteous and noble.
But Su Shu, completely ignored the existence of those nearby, continuing to sip slowly on her warm soy milk, even after she had eaten enough, to accompany Xiao’ai while she ate.
If she stopped eating before Xiao’ai finished, Xiao’ai would become unusually nervous, affecting her digestion.
So, she just watched the rain outside the window while leisurely sipping soy milk, accompanying Xiao’ai bite by bite.
“Eat slowly, no rush,” she coaxed.
Xiao’ai seemed to really enjoy today’s breakfast, taking small, delicious bites.
