Chapter 584 - 584 585 Feeling a Bit Unsettled

Chapter 584: Chapter 585: Feeling a Bit Unsettled Chapter 584: Chapter 585: Feeling a Bit Unsettled Auntie Song still wasn’t quite convinced.

Looking at the things before her, she had to believe, realizing that men indeed guessed right.

At a glance, one could tell that the girl had exchanged for items that could be stored for a long term.

She was intending to accumulate some assets for them before leaving; Auntie Song felt a mixture of emotions.

She couldn’t help but think of the earlier report about getting married.

It seemed like someone was competing with Zelin for a bride at that time, wasn’t it? She didn’t make much of it then, just felt relieved that her nephew finally wanted to get married, which was no easy feat.

When her brother-in-law said he would help his son and future daughter-in-law secure their match, she didn’t think much of it either.

But after spending these past days with Su Shu, reconsidering every little interaction, she realized she really liked the way the girl thought and did things.

Pleasant on the surface, yet she had a method to her actions, a style that matched her temperament.

That wild boy Tang Zelin, indeed needed a wife like her who was outwardly gentle but inwardly firm to keep him in line.

It’s a pity that she’d be returning to City C early the next day, Auntie Song felt a bit upset.

They hadn’t even had much time to become close, and now they were facing separation.

Zhan An knew his wife too well; after over a decade, he could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her expression.

“It’s late, and since Xiaosu has returned, let’s go to bed earlier. Tomorrow, your brother-in-law wants to take you somewhere before you go back to City C, so rest well,” he said.

After speaking, he urged his wife not to delay their child’s rest.

After arranging everything, Su Shu washed up and went upstairs.

Zhan An and his wife also went to sleep.

The couple lay side-by-side, gazing at the ceiling.

“Old Zhan, what do you think the child exchanged to get so much stuff?”

The quantity of goods was neither too much nor too little, and although it might not be enough to last the winter, the Tang Family had never been so destitute as to starve. Considering the supplies originally distributed by the military, added to what the family already had, plus the goods exchanged this time,

Auntie Song quietly did the math in her heart and said to Zhan An, “It should last a couple of months, even longer if we’re frugal.”

“Mhm,” Zhan An responded, “I think this girl might have calculated and measured it all out in her mind before exchanging.”

“How thoughtful.”

“Indeed, let’s sleep now.”

“Okay.”

Downstairs, the Zhan couple slowly fell asleep.

Upstairs, after Su Shu closed the door and made sure it couldn’t be pushed open from outside, she directly entered the space.

She needed to check on the vegetables she was growing in the space, as well as the weapons and bullets that weren’t suitable for them to see earlier, and a few “worthless” antiques from the Apocalypse. She had to sort them out.

Wandering around the black market, she discovered quite a few valuable items had come to light.

She thought, quite possibly someone had brought out their hidden treasures to exchange for food.

At the onset of these times, most people might have still been confident, believing things would return to normal before long.

But as time wore on, not only did the situation not improve, it worsened, gradually eroding everyone’s confidence in the future.

There’s an old saying, isn’t there: In prosperous times, antiques are treasured, but in chaotic times, it’s gold that’s valuable.

In times of peace and prosperity, with bellies full, people have the leisure to appreciate beautiful and artistic things. When you can’t even fill your stomach, who has the energy for that?

In the Apocalypse, it’s inevitably the food that’s most valuable.

These antiques, neither edible nor drinkable, were worth less to many people than a chicken egg.

Had it been before, Su Shu knew the Apocalypse would eventually end. But since the system’s Little Mermaid asked her how she died and she couldn’t answer,

she began to harbor some doubts about the future.

However, witnessing once prized possessions being sold like unwanted trash in the black market, Su Shu still made purchases.

The price was very cheap, costing her only a few items. She stored those antiques in her space.

She thought she might as well keep them for now; perhaps they would come in handy one day.