"Dad, did you forget to cook again?"
Su Yu waved to Su Jun.
He then took off his headphones: "Oh, I came back late from my walk today, I'm late."
His repeated words revealed his guilty conscience.
Su Yu looked speechless: "Is there anything else you want to eat? I'll go cook some more."
"No, Aunt Wu and the others are just delivering vegetables, aren't they?"
Su Jun clicked his tongue as he approached the table: "What a feast! There's meat and vegetables, and oh! There are dumplings too."
"Come on, give me your schoolbag. Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."
As I handed him the backpack, I felt like my eyes were being blinded by the light shining from my dad's leg.
He said helplessly, "Turn that thing off."
"What? Oh! It's shut down already! It's shut down already!"
The dazzling mechanical right leg instantly returned to its plain silver color.
Su Yu went into the kitchen to wash her hands and get bowls and chopsticks.
As the Soviet soldier set out the food, he muttered to himself, "Is this kid no longer being emotional?"
For several days in a row, Su Yu couldn't even fart, and Su Jun even suspected that his son was emo.
It could be a setback at school, or it could be a heartbreak in love.
He didn't care too much. In their time, which young person didn't get a little emo in the middle of the night?
Su Jun hummed a little tune as he walked to the refrigerator and took out two bottles of beer.
Su Yu happened to come out with bowls and chopsticks, and he asked in surprise, "Are you planning to drink two bottles today?"
It's ridiculous, really. My dad is supposed to be a martial artist, yet he gets knocked out after just one bottle of beer a day.
This made him wonder if his alcohol tolerance had decreased after becoming a martial artist.
"What? This is for you."
"You seem to be in a good mood today. How about a bottle with your dad?" Su Jun handed over the beer.
Su Yu did not refuse.
Just like Dad said, I'm in a really good mood, so having a drink won't be a problem.
As for the idea that people speak the truth when they're drunk, a bottle of beer can't possibly knock him out, can it?
Besides, there's nothing more to say.
Zhuangzi dreamt of a butterfly; at least in front of his father, he never felt that he was any different from before.
The memories associated with it have never faded away.
The father and son each had a bottle of beer, a bowl of dumplings, and stir-fried pork with green peppers.
For a moment, Su Yu felt that this kind of life was pretty good.
Having traveled for so long, it was a rare moment of relaxation for Su Yu, who tilted his head back and took a big gulp of beer.
The Soviet soldiers wanted to stop him, but seeing his son's hearty drinking, they let him drink freely.
"Hahaha, not bad! He's my son. A man should drink and eat meat heartily."
"Come on, come on, have some vegetables."
"Son! Let me tell you, don't be afraid of not getting good grades. Your old man may not be very capable."
"But after you graduate, I can still find you a stable job in Tianyun City."
"Life should be lived openly and honestly, just as you would normally."
“Look, your mother left us, father and son, so early, but I still managed to make sure you grew up healthy and strong.”
Su Yu remained silent, recalling that she had taken care of her good-for-nothing father since she was a child.
In the two years following his mother's death due to the beast tide, the old man was never lucid for a single day.
Without Aunt Wu downstairs, he really doubted whether he could have grown up healthy to this day.
As he drank, Su Jun shifted from a bold and unrestrained mode to a sentimental one.
"Son! It's my fault for being useless. I failed to protect your mother back then."
“When your mother was pregnant for ten months, she also caused you damage in the womb. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have failed to inherit any of our cultivation talents.”
Su Yu's emotion came to an abrupt end.
Dad, why don't you take a look at your own talents before you speak?
"Let me tell you, back in our school days, your mother and I were the big shots."
"In the senior year joint exam, all the other teammates were eliminated in advance."
"Your mother and I persevered to the very end and secured the winning result for our class."
"Back then, Tianyuan City wasn't as small as it is now. The place where we took the joint exam is now a Class B danger zone."
The Soviet soldiers began reminiscing about the past, sipping wine and eating food.
Su Yu listened silently as he shared stories about his mother, one bite after another.
He also missed the woman he had only seen in the photo album terribly.
They drank beer for who knows how long, each with a bottle of beer.
Finally, even the usually silent Su Yu started talking more.
"Dad, do you believe that in another time and space, there are no alien beasts or alien races, and everyone is just an ordinary person?"
"Everyone's goal is to earn more money, save more money, and improve their lives."
"Everyone doesn't need to worry about the beast tide that may occur at any time, nor do they need to be afraid that their lives will be in danger if they are not strong enough."
"Perhaps, in that time and space, our family lived an ordinary and harmonious life every day."
"That won't be harmonious. Your mom will definitely scold me for drinking every day and won't let me drink," Su Jun laughed.
Su Yu smiled too.
Reflecting on what he had seen and heard these past few days, a lofty ambition suddenly arose in his mind.
"Dad, do you believe me?"
He looked at the Soviet army with an unprecedentedly serious expression.
"Do you believe that one day I will subdue all these strange beasts and make them our human pets?"
"I will make sure that those alien races that invade Earth never return."
"Even more! We humans can avenge those who have lost their lives over the years! We can march on to the homeland of those alien races!"
The Soviet soldier, his face flushed, laughed loudly and said, "I believe you! Of course I believe you!"
"What was that saying again? Was it about Kou Kewang?"
"I can go too!" Su Yu replied with boundless pride.
The next second, with a thud, he collapsed onto the table.
The smell of alcohol on Su Jun's face faded a little, and he shook his head as he looked at the young man.
"You think you can do whatever you want, just like I can?"
As he spoke, he carried Su Yu to the bed and took off his shoes, socks, and coat.
As he took off his coat, he suddenly discovered a camera in his pocket, with a picture of a girl underneath it.
The spirit of gossip instantly surged forth.
"You little rascal, it seems you really had a run of bad luck in love the other day."
Smiling, he shook his head while holding the photo: "This girl is no ordinary person, Song Qinghuan! She's a genius that Tianyuan City is focusing on cultivating."
"If you don't work harder, you won't be good enough for that girl."
The Soviet army sighed, and made a decision in their hearts.
After making a phone call, he left Su Yu alone at home and went out.
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