Su Sheng was moved to tears while eating the delicious food. It had been how many days since he had eaten a hot meal!
Seeing Su Sheng devouring the food, Karula served him another bowl.
"My name is Eren Yeager, this is Mikasa, and those are my father and mother."
Allen introduced Su Sheng to the family members with great enthusiasm.
"My name is Su Sheng Edward. Thank you for the hospitality. Auntie's cooking is really delicious."
Su Sheng put down the bowl in his hand and greeted the Yeagers politely.
"How did you pass out?"
Grisha looked at the boy in front of him and asked.
"My father was an alcoholic. He thought I was useless, so he secretly threw me outside the wall, and then I came here."
Su Sheng made up a reason without blushing, and after speaking, he tried hard to squeeze out a few tears.
Looking at the pitiful Su Sheng, Karula's heart almost melted. She threw such a cute child away at any time, and even threw it outside the wall. Is there such a father?
"It's okay Su Sheng, if you want, you can live with us. You can live with me in my room."
With an angry look on his face, Allen grabbed Su Sheng's hand and looked at him seriously. If you can't be lovers, just be brothers. It's all the same anyway. Allen suddenly had such a strange idea in his mind.
"Well, you can stay here."
Grisha didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so just take him in. Besides, Karula and Allen both seemed to like the child.
"thank you all."
Su Sheng was really moved. She took him in even though they didn't know each other. The Yeager family were all very nice people. He met countless evil people on the way from Shields to Marais. They burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of crimes. Being able to feel a touch of warmth here made him happy from the bottom of his heart.
"I wonder how Harris is doing."
Su Sheng thought of the girl with the sweet smile. She was sincere to him, but she just ran away secretly. I felt sorry for her.
"I wonder if she will be sad?"
Su Sheng felt guilty again. He had deceived Herlis, and now he had deceived the Allen family.
After eating, Grisha arrived at the military camp. Everyone who passed by greeted him cordially. Even in the military camp, the soldiers were extremely polite to him. Over the years, almost everyone had been treated by Grisha. They expressed their sincere gratitude. Respect Grisha.
After explaining Su Sheng's matter to Yis, Yis couldn't help but sigh.
"I never thought that someone would throw their child over the wall. It's so abominable. Dr. Yeager, you are so kind-hearted that you just took that child in."
"The doctor is kind-hearted, so I will go back first."
"Wait a minute, some people in the military camp happen to be a little uncomfortable, please take a look."
Grisha nodded and followed Is to treat the soldiers.
"Su Sheng, just treat this place as your home."
Allen took Su Sheng to play on the balcony, while Mikasa just watched silently.
"Mikasa looks so cute."
Su Sheng looked at Mikasa wearing a scarf and teased Allen.
"I think you're pretty cute too."
"... Do you understand that this is handsome?"
Su Sheng rolled his eyes at Allen speechlessly. If you don't know how to praise others, just don't praise them, okay?
"The ring on your finger is very beautiful. Where did it come from?"
Allen felt that he had indeed said the wrong thing, so he changed the topic to Su Sheng's ring.
"My mother left it to me and asked me to give it to my significant other in the future. But she died of illness a few years ago."
Su Sheng didn't want to pay attention to Allen, a straight man, and dismissed him with a few words.
"That's it."
Allen was silent, looked at Mikasa next to him, and whispered in Su Sheng's ear.
"Mikasa's parents were killed by human traffickers. I happened to visit them with my father that day, and then I brought her back."
Su Sheng pretended to be shocked and looked at Allen.
"No wonder you two look nothing alike."
"Hey, that's not the point, okay."
Mikasa sat there like a good baby, her little eyes staring at Eren. Speaking of which, Mikasa was indeed miserable. The originally happy and harmonious family was ruined by a few human traffickers. If Allen hadn't found her in time and the two of them worked together to kill those traffickers, Mikasa might not have known that she was being trafficked. Where is the abduction?
Speaking of which, Allen is really fierce. He killed two human traffickers with his own hands when he was just over nine years old, which is really impressive.
"It's so boring here, let's go find Armin."
Allen took Su Sheng out of the door, Mikasa followed behind, and the three of them rushed towards Armin's house. When they approached, they saw a few gangsters beating Armin, but Armin tightly protected the book in his hand and allowed them to kick and beat him.
Su Sheng rushed forward and kicked them all out.
"Thank you."
Armin wiped his nosebleed and looked at Su Sheng gratefully.
"Where did you come from, kid? You dare to kick me."
The little gangster got up from the ground and looked at Su Sheng fiercely. Then they saw Allen behind them and Mikasa who beat them several times.
"Come on, Mikasa is here too."
Several people turned around and ran away in a hurry, leaving Su Sheng messy in the wind.
Su Sheng, who wanted to dress up a bit, was really speechless. He had mercy on the few kicks he had just given, otherwise he was afraid of directly kicking these guys to death. Unexpectedly, he made them arrogant, and then was scared away by Mikasa who came over. This How embarrassed he was.
Eren was about to catch up when Mikasa grabbed his arm. Eren desperately tried to break away, but Mikasa just held on to him with a calm look on her face.
"Okay Allen, you can't beat me even if you go, just calm down."
Su Sheng helped Armin up from the ground and briefly introduced himself.
"Hello, my name is Armin, I'm Eren's friend."
Armin was squirming like a girl, which made Su Sheng's skin crawl.
"Okay Armin, no one can bully you now that I'm here."
"Um."
Armin nodded. Although he felt that Su Sheng was bragging, he was still very touched that Su Sheng was willing to save him.
