The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul
Chapter 218 - 217. Grandma Tang

Chapter 218: 217. Grandma Tang

Thinking back to the Uncle Jing who was incredibly enthusiastic towards her just now, Tang Shu instantly became uncertain—he did in fact bear a slight resemblance to Jing Yu.

Well, isn’t that a coincidence.

"Little Yu is back? You know Xiao Shu?"

Jing Yu withdrew his gaze and smoothly continued the conversation.

"Dad, Xiao Shu and I are friends."

Father Jing was very surprised and sized up the two youngsters for a moment, "What a coincidence?! How do you two know each other?"

"Xiao Shu is Professor Yu’s student and also knows Grandpa."

Upon hearing this, Father Jing was even more astonished and looked at Tang Shu with a sense of wonder.

"So you are Master Yu’s distinguished student, Xiao Shu. You’ve studied traditional medicine. That brat Tang Feng indeed liked to mess around with medicinal herbs; it seems he passed that talent down to his own daughter!"

He sighed nostalgically after speaking.

"Luckily, Xiao Shu, you take after your mother in appearance. I remember mocking him back then, saying it would have been fine if he had a son, but if he had a daughter who looked like him, she’d probably have trouble getting married!"

Tang Shu: "..."

Jing Yu: "..."

Tang Feng, not so good-looking...

He seemed to have matched his father’s comrade-in-arms with the photo.

"So Xiao Shu is Uncle Tang’s daughter."

Tang Shu was a bit dazed, blinking at the apparently enlightened Jing Yu, her brain not quite keeping up.

What does that mean?

She remembered Father Tang saying that ever since he left the capital nineteen years ago, he had never come back. Could it be that Jing Yu had seen him?

The latter seemed to know what she was thinking and took off his headphones with a smile, "In father’s study, there are many group photos with his comrades from those years."

As for Father Tang, even standing among a group of male soldiers, he was the most eye-catching one.

"It’s great that Little Yu is back. Take Xiao Shu out for a stroll, and we’ll have lunch when you return. You young people certainly have more to talk about together."

Before Jing Yu had returned from his run, Father Jing had already learned quite a bit about his comrade’s life over the years from Tang Shu, and now he was curiously examining a box.

Jing Yu nodded, "Just give me a moment."

He quickly went upstairs to change into casual clothes. Considering the chilly weather outside, he grabbed a black woolen overcoat just before leaving the house.

"Let’s go."

"Okay."

The villa where the Jing Family lived was quite secluded, with almost no other houses nearby, but the roads around were impeccably maintained.

"I didn’t expect that you would be Uncle Tang’s daughter. You two... don’t look very alike."

Tang Shu helplessly nodded, completely agreeing with the statement.

Not just a little unalike, they simply didn’t share any resemblance at all.

The Tang family were once rulers of their own domain in the Northeast, crudely put they were bandits. If it hadn’t been for the Head of the Tang family who couldn’t stand foreign invaders, leading his brothers down the mountains to forge a bloody path, there wouldn’t be the good reputation they have today.

And Father Tang was indeed the most bandit-like among them. If he were to go out to a restaurant, he could most certainly attract the attention of everyone there.

Even if he did nothing, people would assume he was there to start trouble.

"I resemble my mother more, but only by about forty to fifty percent. Dad always says I look more like Grandma."

Upon hearing this, a flash of surprise crossed Jing Yu’s eyes.

"Ah... Yes."

Tang Shu touched her nose, recalling the image of a carefree elderly woman in her mind.

Father Tang didn’t follow his father’s surname but instead took the surname of Grandma Tang, and Grandma Tang was that female hero who led the Tang family brothers down the mountain to fight the enemies.