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Chapter 198: Explain What It Means to Gain a Bag of Flour in Weight

Chapter 198: Chapter 198: Explain What It Means to Gain a Bag of Flour in Weight

Once the class was over and the students had left, only Suizi and Yu Jingting remained in the classroom.

Suizi took the mushy frozen pear he handed her and gracefully ate it while sitting in her chair.

Ever since her pregnancy started to show, she was always feeling hungry.

She would feel awful if she didn’t eat something before walking home.

After Yu Jingting noticed this detail, he always had some snacks in his pocket for her to eat and then they would go for a walk home.

While she was replenishing her energy, Yu Jingting stroked the podium with his hand.

"What a good podium, so sturdy, alas."

Unfortunately, Teacher Xiaochen valued teacher ethics too much and insisted that doing it in the classroom was detrimental to the teacher’s image. So far, he hasn’t had his way.

Poor him, he could only rely on his imagination; one imagined encounter was an entire class period.

As she lectured on the podium, he rested his chin on his hands, pondering all sorts of messed-up things.

"Why are you circling around the podium?" Suizi was curious.

"It’s nothing." He thought, can he share these dirty secrets of men with her?

"Jingting, something strange happened today," Suizi said.

Ensuring they were alone, she began to speak with him about how Fan Hua asked about her mother.

While Yu Jingting was young, Suizi never saw him as a youngster. She enjoyed discussing things with him, as his insights often provided her with a different perspective.

"Based on your appearance alone, he recognized my mother-in-law?" Yu Jingting also found it strange. "Although you look a lot like my mother-in-law, you are heavier by a sack of flour’s weight. How could ordinary people recognize it at first glance? Unless he has a very deep impression of my mother-in-law."

He said exactly what Suizi found strange,

"I thought it was strange too, so I didn’t respond to him."

"It’s good that you didn’t. If it was just a casual question, not answering him would close the matter. If he has any issues with my mother-in-law, he will investigate himself and will eventually come to see you."

When that happens, they could decide on their next steps. Yu Jingting didn’t mind taking another round on the carousel.

"Tomorrow I will take Jiaojiao to Professor Sun’s house to investigate his background. Jingting, when you deliver goods tomorrow, ask your brothers about his situation too, mainly focusing on his background in Beijing."

Suizi always felt something was off about the way Fan Hua looked at her.

His complex expressions gave Suizi a bad premonition, so she needed to know more about him for her peace of mind.

Yu Jingting nodded, and reached out to pull her into his arms.

Suizi smacked his hand away. Now that they had finished talking business, it was time to settle some accounts.

"Explain what you meant by ’heavier by a sack of flour’s weight?’" His statement had felt like a thousand arrows piercing her heart.

Yu Jingting, the typical straight-forward guy, was unaware that he had stepped into a hornet’s nest and earnestly explained.

"You are at least 50 pounds heavier than my mother-in-law, so that’s basically the equivalent of an extra sack of flour."

He looked at Suizi and shook his head.

"Wifey, you’ve lost some weight recently."

"Really?" His statement brought a glimmer of joy to Suizi’s disheartened heart. Could it be that this straightforward guy had learned how to comfort her?

Yu Jingting pinched her now sharper chin.

"Your chin has slimmed down a layer, and your arms have also gotten thinner. As your stomach gets bigger, your arms and legs get thinner; being pregnant is really tough."

Suizi sniffled, feeling touched.

"When you were not pregnant, you were like a big watermelon."

"???" Why does this sound strange?

"Now that you’re pregnant, you look like a watermelon with four little sticks poking out - whenever I see you now, it reminds me of a Chinese text we recently studied."

"What... text?" Suizi had a bad premonition.

"Ah, what a young Run Tu!" It was indeed worthy of someone who had entered night school through the back door. With just a little extra tutoring, he now even remembers lesson content.

"My wife, before you got pregnant, you were like a melon in the field. After getting pregnant, you became like a badger stabbed by a pitchfork, and the two buns in your belly are the melons."

Melons, badgers, pitchforks - three key elements from the text, all contributing to a charming image of his wife!

Suizi’s lips trembled.

As an expectant mother, her mood could change in an instant, and now she didn’t even finish her pear, just sitting there silently stewing in her feelings.

Yu Jingting had been hoping for his wife to compliment him, to recognize how amazing he was. He’d been forced by his wife to attend these classes, and he would doze through them, yet he still managed to remember what was taught. He was a genius!

"How about it, pretty impressive right? Why the hell are you crying?!"

"I turned from a Pig Spirit into a badger... and not just any badger, but one stabbed by a pitchfork? And I’ve also turned the two babies in my belly into melons—" Choked with sobs, Suizi felt incredibly wronged.

"I was wrong! I’ll be the badger, I’ll be the melon, as long as you don’t shed any golden beans. You can even call me ’Yu the Pitchfork’ if you want."

Satisfying his sharp tongue caused a trip to the crematorium with his wife.

Yu Jingting was just about to kneel down and beg for mercy when Suizi finally stopped crying.

Her little nose was red, her big eyes full of water.

Damn! The Pig Spirit was seducing another person! Yu Jingting inwardly swore that one day, he’d take this charming little Pig Spirit and sort her out on the podium!

"Are you cursing me in your heart?" Suizi asked with a sobbing tone.

Well, I want to teach you a lesson! But what he said was pure hypocrisy:

"Right now, you’re our family’s treasure, even my mom and Jiaojiao have been won over by you. As for your position at home—"

Yu Jingting was about to say he’d never given it much thought when he saw Wang Mengmeng standing at the entrance, her face full of surprise.

Yu Jingting’s formerly soft tone suddenly hardened more than the frozen pear.

"I’ve never given in to anyone when it comes to my status at home! I’m the head of the household here! Can you accept it?!"

"Oh, ok. I accept it." In front of outsiders Suizi gave him face.

"I just came over to see when you’re locking up." Wang Mengmeng seemed a little disoriented.

Once Suizi and her husband had left, she muttered to herself while locking up:

"Did I hear wrong? Brother Ting is such a manly man, it’s impossible for him to be afraid of his wife, right?"

Wang Mengmeng initiated a conversation with Zhang Yue’e, who was also locking up.

"Yue’e, why do you think a man like Brother Ting would be attracted to Director Chen?"

"Suizi has such a good personality, what’s so strange about her brother-in-law liking her?" Zhang Yue’e found Wang Mengmeng a bit odd, but couldn’t pinpoint why.

"Nevermind, we’re not on the same page. I’m going back to my room, you lock up the rest." Wang Mengmeng tossed the keychain she’d been holding to Zhang Yue’e.

Zhang Yue’e’s reaction was slightly delayed. By the time she realized what had happened, Wang Mengmeng was already gone and all the work left to her.

And also—

"Why does Wang Mengmeng call my brother-in-law ’Brother Ting’?"

No one knew Yu Jingting’s real age, but since Suizi was younger than everyone else, the two female teachers at school addressed him as ’brother-in-law’.

"Calling a man younger than her ’brother’, how strange." Having no experience in love, Zhang Yue’e didn’t think too much of it.

She just concluded that Wang Mengmeng was acting cutesy by calling a man younger than her ’brother’.

Once back in her room, Wang Mengmeng supported her chin in her hand, picked out the last bit of pickled vegetables that Suizi had given her when she first came to school.

She chewed on the spicy cucumber, letting its crunch echo in her ears, her heart itching with thoughts of Yu Jingting.

"Why would such a handsome guy like Director Chen, who’s so stingy? I’ve mentioned several times that my pickles are almost gone, and she hasn’t even offered to give me some more..."

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