I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 141: Wish You Have a Child Soon

Chapter 141: Chapter 141: Wish You Have a Child Soon

"Jingting, did our dad and mom get along well? I mean, did our dad like our mom?"

Suizi decided to ask in a roundabout way.

From her mother-in-law’s attitude, it was clear she had feelings for her father-in-law.

But what about the father-in-law towards the mother-in-law?

"Do you even have to ask? Look at this~"

Yu Jingting put his hand on his face, acting all smug.

"Judging by my handsome face, things should be clear. They say that sons take after their moms. I’m an upgrade on mom’s looks. Our mom must not have been as good-looking as me. But she was, after all, the most beautiful lady in the Wang family compound."

"Can you be a little more humble?" Suizi decided to tell her mother-in-law his shameless remarks and have her deal with him.

"Isn’t it the truth? When our dad was alive, his biggest achievement was bringing our mom into his life—he would always rave about it whenever he had a few drinks."

Suizi fell deep into thought.

Yu Jingting, not knowing what she was thinking, cuddled up to her, making small talk, acting clingy, as if they were conjoined twins.

The attitude of children towards marriage is largely influenced by their parents.

Looking at his attitude towards her, Suizi felt as if she could perceive how her father-in-law would have treated her mother-in-law.

The love between her in-laws was a deeply mutually committed one.

If her father-in-law was alive, how could he not come home to his loving wife and child?

In her previous life, he was the man she met on the border.

The mastermind behind the gambling dens on the border, indulging in both legitimate and illicit businesses, his power, like that of a local emperor, was frightening.

When Suizi was in trouble, she sought his help through her connections. That fleeting encounter left a deep impression on her.

Having spent decades at the gambling dens on the border, his accent was local—he even struggled to speak Mandarin.

The Dongbei accent is infectious and hard to forget. If you’re with a person from Dongbei, even your accent might change.

If that person was her father-in-law, the change in accent wouldn’t make sense.

Moreover, if he were still alive, why would he have traveled so far to the border from Dongbei?

Traveling these days is not easy; train tickets are not cheap.

Her father-in-law wouldn’t have had that kind of money ten years ago.

If their relationship was so good, how could he possibly not come back or send a letter.

Who could the bloated corpse they hauled up have been...

Suizi’s deep thoughts were interrupted by a sharp pain in her ear.

Yu Jingting, the big bully, had bitten her ear!

"What are you doing?" she yelled, holding her ear and glaring at the grinning rascal.

"I’m talking to you, where did your mind wander off to?"

Suizi was so lost in her thoughts that she hadn’t been listening to what Jingting was saying.

The petty man decided to punish her.

"I said, what are we going to gift Yang Laosi for his second wedding on the second day after Chinese New Year?"

"Yang Laosi? Which one?" Suizi was caught off guard.

"The Yang Laosi who lives next to us."

After he finished talking, seeing Suizi’s stunned look, he playfully poked her agape mouth.

He enjoyed how shocked his wife was.

"His wife just died last month, and he’s getting married within a month?! And that too around the New Year?!!!"

"His wife died from complications during childbirth, and he cannot wait to remarry?"

Suizi couldn’t find a suitable word to describe her feeling, but it reacted unpleasantly, making her nauseous.

"Ugh! I spit on his soul!"

Yu Jingting also felt nauseous, and so did most of the people in the village.

It’s normal to remarry if your spouse has died or if you’re widowed.

But remarrying not even a month after your wife has died in childbirth feels grotesque to most people.

Chen Kaide remarrying with Wang Fenfang just a week after his wife’s death had already disgusted Suizi once.

This time she heard an even more shocking development.

"Why did he choose to do this during the New Year? The 57th day after the Fourth Sister’s death isn’t even over yet."

"They found a fortune teller who said that the second day of the New Year is a day to visit one’s parents. So, his deceased wife’s spirit wouldn’t witness him remarry and wouldn’t find trouble with him."

Yang Lao-four didn’t dare ask Wang Cuihua to choose an auspicious day for him.

If he asked Wang Cuihua, her scoldings would make one want to shut oneself off from the world. Instead, he asked for advice from a self-proclaimed deity in another village.

When someone in the village got married, everyone would have to send a little gift.

People aren’t particular about giving money these days, giving some daily necessities is enough.

"Do you still have some of that red fabric left for making a cotton-padded jacket? I’m going to use it to make a baby outfit and send it to him, as a way to wish his deceased child a happy second marriage."

Suizi thought of the Fourth Sister who used to chat with her while she was pregnant, and felt a pang in her heart.

The Yu Family lived next to Yang Lao-four’s family. The Fourth Sister was kind and had a good relationship with Suizi and Wang Cuihua.

The Fourth Sister was older and had lost several pregnancies before. She frequently miscarried and her health was progressively deteriorating.

To bear a child for Yang Lao-four, she risked a late-age pregnancy but died in labor. The child didn’t even survive either.

Before the dirt on her grave could settle, Yang Lao-four is already preparing to remarry.

These women who risked their lives to bear a child for their husbands failed to win anyone’s admiration apart from their own.

To some people, spouses weren’t much different than household appliances. If one breaks or disappears, they just replace it.

As Suizi thought about this, she grew increasingly annoyed and didn’t want to let Yang Lao-four get off easy.

"It’s New Year’s, isn’t using scissors a bad omen? Don’t bother making that baby outfit, just give him this."

Yu Jingting pulled out a red fabric bag.

Suizi’s eyes widened.

Isn’t this the thank you gift from Ji Fa?!

"Are you crazy?! Is this something you can give to people?"

Suizi grabbed the red package. Come and take a look at this!

She unwrapped the red fabric to uncover a ginseng root.

Its skin was old, color dark, and the numerous roots were intricate.

All signs suggested that this was not an ordinary ginseng.

"There are many different ages of wild ginseng. I may not know a lot about it, but I think this one is several decades old." Suizi knew that this was a precious item.

Wild ginseng is becoming rarer and rarer. In a few years, a forty-year-old ginseng root could be worth a million.

"This one is about thirty years old." Yu Jingting spoke up. Without unwrapping the red fabric, he could tell by feeling the ginseng that it was a valuable item.

"How do you know?"

"My old man taught me. Years ago, he would take me with him when he went into the mountains to dig for ginseng. There’s a funny story about it."

Yu Shuisheng and his son once got a wild ginseng root.

Originally, they wanted to keep it for emergencies.

But their biased grandma saw the root and insisted on taking it away. She wanted to use it as a supplement for the health of their cousin’s frail son. She used half the ginseng root to make a chicken soup.

"Did it help?" Suizi asked.

"Anything but! He suffered from nose bleeds! It occurred every few days, and continued until he was a teenager. It was like how you ladies have your periods once a month."

Suizi’s mouth twitched. This is a depressing tale, yet why...

Why did she feel like laughing?

"It’s a good thing grandma only put half of it in. If she put the whole ginseng in, it would probably have killed our cousin."

Suizi nodded, then shook her head.

"You’re not planning to give this ginseng to Yang Lao-four and let him see the Fourth Sister who has passed away, are you? That won’t do!"

This invaluable treasure should be kept as a family heirloom. What if someone in our family ever needed it?

"What’s going on in that little head of yours? Does he deserve it? What I meant was this."

Yu Jingting pulled out the ginseng and shook the red fabric.

"It’s considered unlucky to use a needle and thread during the New Year. So, don’t make a baby outfit to send over. Just fold this piece of red fabric into a diaper and give it to him."

Since he’s so eager to have a child, let’s wish for him to have a son soon.

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