Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 296: Fangfang is too tired

Chapter 296: Fangfang is too tired

Fangfang said he was too tired.

The two of them were idiots, all relying on him to lead the way.

Without him, what would they do?

"You guys, you are so unreliable. Turns out, I am the most reliable," only Fangfang was dependable.

"Come on. This was an accident, okay? It’s our first time. Of course, we can’t do it well," Lin Murong, his face covered in flour, pouted.

He had never really baked cakes before; it was always Chi Yan who was good at it. He just ate; this was his first time making one, so wasn’t it normal for him not to know how?

"Then why didn’t you watch the tutorial carefully before starting?" Fangfang retorted with more disdain upon hearing this.

Su An watched the two bicker, quietly doing the other tasks by himself.

He always felt that Brother Lin was not reliable. If he pinned his hopes on Brother Lin, the cake might not turn out well.

But today, he just wanted to bring home a well-made cake for his mom.

Thus, a rather strange scene unfolded.

Lin Murong and Fangfang were arguing fiercely.

Little Su An, all by himself, was making the cake.

He checked Chi Yan’s notes and then made the cake.

Fortunately, even in the apocalypse, Su Linglong never gave up on educating Su An. Whenever she found some books, she would teach him to read, word by word.

So Su An could understand the words on the notes.

Lin Murong and Fangfang had been arguing for a long time. In the heat of their argument, Lin Murong accidentally glanced over and saw that Su An had completed all the steps by himself.

"Holy shit! Did you do all these by yourself?" Lin Murong was shocked and stopped arguing with Fangfang.

Hearing Lin Murong’s words, Fangfang gave a disdainful expression.

Wasn’t that obvious?

There were only three of them here; with him and Lin Murong arguing, obviously, it was all done by Su An alone.

After Lin Murong asked, he also realized he had asked a stupid question.

"Cough cough, great job. Su An, you’re truly our savior. You are the most reliable. More than both of us," Lin Murong sincerely admitted Su An was reliable.

Su An gave a shy smile.

"I didn’t do much. I just wanted to eat the cake sooner."

"Alright, alright, we’ll do it now. Cough, let’s not waste any more time."

Lin Murong and Fangfang exchanged a glance, reaching an agreement.

They would argue tomorrow.

Argue then.

For now, the priority was to make the cake.

The three of them worked together and finally managed to make the cake.

It was... a bit ugly.

But it was tasty.

And if it’s tasty, that’s all that matters.

Lin Murong felt the cake was somewhat ugly, but as he continued looking at it, it started to look acceptable.

Then he found another reason to console himself.

As for Su An, he had never seen a cake before.

So he assumed that’s just how cakes looked.

After eating a few bites, Lin Murong found it a bit too sweet and couldn’t eat anymore.

As for Fangfang...

Fangfang couldn’t eat cake anyway. He was here to make the cake just for taking pictures.

But the resulting cake was so ugly; he didn’t even want to take pictures of it.

So the ugly, overly sweet cake all went to Su An.

Su An was delighted.

Holding the cake, he was a bit incredulous.

"Is this all really for me? I didn’t do much; aren’t you guys going to eat?"

"No, go ahead. Good kid," Lin Murong patted his head. This kind of sweet, cloying cake was something only Chi Yan would like.

But the cake was made too ugly; Chi Yan wouldn’t eat it.

Who knows, if he brought the cake over, Chi Yan might have thought he was "visually assaulted" and beat him up.

Lin Murong didn’t want to get beaten up.

Moreover...

Su An contributed the most to making this cake.

Cough cough cough...

Lin Murong felt a bit guilty.

"But... is it all really for me?" Su An was a bit afraid they’d change their minds.

Such a big cake.

Is it all really for him?

"It’s all yours, all yours. We really don’t want it. Take it back with you. Remember to eat it early, as the cake won’t taste good if kept too long." Although it wasn’t that great to begin with.

"Just make sure to eat it soon. Otherwise, it will spoil." Lin Murong looked at Su An, couldn’t help himself, and ruffled his head again.

Too cute.

"Thank you, Brother Lin, thank you, Fangfang. Then I... I’ll go."

"Go ahead, go ahead. It’s getting late, your mom must be worried." Lin Murong glanced out at the sky and felt even guiltier.

They had spent so long and ended up with something like this.

When Su An left with the cake, he walked unusually fast.

He was a bit scared.

Scared Lin Murong would call him back, scared they would regret their decision and want the cake back.

He really wanted to share the cake with his mom, and eat it together with her.

The cake was really ugly.

But when Su Linglong and Su An ate the cake together, she looked at the ugly cake and thought it was the most beautiful cake in the world.

Her Anan, making a cake for the first time, brought it home for her to eat.

It was a success on his first attempt.

"Mom, is this the cake from your memory?" Su An asked her.

"Yes, yes. Our Anan’s cake looks even better than the one in my memory." Su Linglong stroked Su An’s head, her eyes teary.

"Then mom, let’s eat the cake tonight. Such a big one, we don’t need to cook dinner."

"Alright, alright. We won’t cook tonight, we’ll just eat the cake."

The cake was very sweet, the sweetest cake Su Linglong had ever eaten in her life.

Su An also thought the cake was delicious.

He was amazed by his first bite—the world actually had something this tasty.

So delicious.

The more they ate, the sweeter it became.

By the end, Su An was still not quite satisfied.

"Mom, the cake was really good."

"Yes."

"Mom, I’m going to make another one tomorrow. We’ll make a bigger one." Su An stretched out his arms, drawing a big circle with his hands.

"Alright, alright, just don’t tire yourself out." Su Linglong had already had the tastiest cake, no need to have it several times.

"Don’t worry, mom, I hardly did any work. It was mainly Fangfang and Brother Lin." Su An fibbed to his mom.

He was always obedient and well-behaved, and Su Linglong never doubted him, so she didn’t question his words.

"Good. As long as you’re happy." That’s all she wanted—her and her son, alive, well-fed, and him happy.

After eating the cake, Su Anjing completely fell in love with making cakes.

He would come every day to make them with Lin Murong and Fangfang.

Mainly, he did the work, while the other two slacked off.

Su An got better and quicker at making cakes.

While Lin Murong and Fangfang still bickered.

Unbeknownst to them, little Su An had turned into a cake-making master, producing cakes so beautiful it was unbelievable.

When Lin Murong and Fangfang saw it, they were shocked.

"Isn’t it—we’ve been making cakes together every day, right? When did you get so good behind our backs?"