I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 214: The Moon is Very Beautiful Tonight

Chapter 214: Chapter 214: The Moon is Very Beautiful Tonight

The old Yu family home was in chaos tonight.

Wang Cuihua’s foot injury still hadn’t healed, she was feeling restless at home, to the point her mouth developed sores.

Jiaojiao’s novelty of freshness was over, she found piano practice to be too boring, and daydreamed during class, earning her a scolding from the piano professor.

At dinner, she cried heavily, saying she didn’t want to learn piano anymore, trying to take life lying down.

Suizi bought some cooling medicine for her mother-in-law, and Yu Jingting comforted the teary Jiaojiao.

Calming down the restless mother-in-law, and mentally controlling the younger sister who wanted to take it easy.

Suizi was tired.

She went to bed early, slept for a while, then was awakened by the baby’s movement.

After Suizi woke up, she couldn’t fall asleep, tossing and turning, suddenly feeling an indescribable sense of grievance.

She bit her pillowcase, afraid to wake up Yu Jingting.

She didn’t even know why she was crying.

In the eyes of outsiders, her life was already perfect, but sometimes a perfect life, too, cannot escape trivial troubles.

The stacking of plain and mundane matters had left her feeling weary, even guilty at times.

She was capable of dealing with all manner of issues at work with skillful ease.

But when dealing with her family, she always found herself less confident.

She worried about this kind of life not being what everyone wanted, she was afraid of losing it because she cared.

Becoming lost in her thoughts in the quiet of the night, hormonal fluctuations in pregnancy, coupled with her inherently sensitive nature with a low threshold for tears, Suizi found herself crying more and more.

Just as she was about to wipe away her tears secretly, she felt a warm breath in her ear.

A large hand faster than hers, Yu Jingting accurately flicked away the teardrop on her face.

"I am fine, I just had a nightmare, I-" Suizi sniffled, trying to make random excuses.

"Those two little rascals woke you up, couldn’t sleep, could you?"

When she moved, he woke up too, seeing her foolishly crying in the pillow, looking like a silly roe deer.

"The emotions of a pregnant woman can be extreme at times, don’t worry about me, I’ll be alright in a bit." She tried to put on her usual mature demeanor.

"Come on, I’ll accompany you to go for a walk." Yu Jingting sat up and grabbed clothing to put on her.

"Now?!" Suizi looked at the clock on the wall, it was almost ten.

"Just take a stroll around the street in front of the door, get some fresh air, clear your mind, and then fall asleep as soon as you touch the pillow."

After wrapping Suizi up tightly, they tiptoed out of the house.

The night was cool, the streets were silent with not a person in sight.

Most of the houses had turned off their lights, Yu Jingting held a flashlight in one hand and Suizi’s hand in the other.

The one good thing about going out at night was that they could hold hands however they wanted. There wouldn’t be anyone around at this time on the streets, Yu Jingting even felt like hugging Suizi.

Suizi looked up, there were no stars, the chubby moon looked so lonely.

Back in the village, he used to go over to other people’s homes to watch TV after dinner.

He would take a front row seat, surrounded with admiration, totally in the limelight.

Now his biggest leisure activity was listening to storybooks on the radio, sometimes falling asleep halfway.

He was too exhausted from the physical work during the day, even letting her take advantage of him was too much effort.

She noticed all of it.

When he fell asleep from exhaustion, Suizi would sneak over to lie in his arms, placing his hand on her body, just where he usually put it.

Pretending to be a power source, she attempted this way, to charge him up.

But she, a failed ’battery’, was ’leaking power’ today, feeling strangely empty, and a little wronged.

"Jingting, do you miss home?"

"Yes."

Suizi bit her lip, thinking of the sore on her mother-in-law’s mouth, and Jiaojiao crying, refusing to learn piano.

Her heart was heavy.

"I miss the cornfield."

Suizi lowered her head even further, the emotion of a farmer towards their land, it was undoubtedly different.

All because he wanted to be with her—

"I just dreamt that we shared an intimate moment in the cornfield." Yu Jingting chuckled twice, it was a truly delightful dream.

"???"

"We knocked down a patch of sorghum—ah, it was heavenly."

"Why would there be sorghum in the cornfield? And, why on earth would you dream of such a shameless thing?"

She felt genuinely hurt, how did he manage to steer the conversation towards such an absurd topic again?

"How can one control dreams. There’s wild sorghum in the cornfield too—when we go back home after the autumn harvest, you’ll have to take leave and come with me, I must show you what life really is."

Let Teacher Xiaochen experience the wild sorghum in the cornfield and maybe even relive his dream.

Green sorghum stems, blazing red sorghum ears, her beautiful face that’s as clear as a goose egg, and the tiny sweat droplets left from physical activities.

The golden sunset fell on her, turning the sweat droplets a light golden hue.

"This dream isn’t wholly perfect, we were finished with our business and then I woke up, didn’t even get the time to play a tune on the suona to praise the black land that raised me."

"...I thank you on behalf of the black land, keep your small planet crashing tune to yourself."

Both the black land and Suizi lost interest.

Yu Jingting heaved a sigh.

"I can’t go back! I am no longer the naive working man I used to be."

"Have some shame, when were you ever innocent?"

A smile emerged on Suizi’s melancholic face.

Yu Jingting happily hugged her by the shoulders.

"If I’m not innocent, then you’re overthinking. My vain old mother boasts about her daughter-in-law to everybody—leaning on her crutch, swaggering all over the place, I wouldn’t be surprised if the neighbours one day got fed up and beat her up."

Where other families’ mothers-in-law find faults with their daughters-in-law, his mom blatantly praises hers. How could anyone bear to see it?

"Also Jiaojiao, I secretly saw a letter she wrote to the village kid, Little Fatty, bragging about how great her life is now. With her show-off attitude, she’s going to end up friendless."

He tightened his grip on her shoulders.

"Everyone’s doing well except you think they’re unadapted. I think they’re about to lose hair from all the swaggering."

"But, mom is getting overly vexed, and Jiaojiao isn’t happy either——"

"Mom eats eight taels of melon seeds a day and doesn’t drink water, how could she not get mouth ulcers? As for Jiaojiao, if one spanking is not effective, then two beatings will do. Let’s see if she still has problems."

This promise of coaxing and tricking, combining beating and persuading, was the model Professor Sun told Yu Jingting about on how to raise an excellent music child.

After putting some thought into it, Yu Jingting decided it made sense. A small tree wouldn’t grow straight without pruning.

"As for me—wherever you are, I am. What’s the difference? Let’s decide the wild sorghum thing."

He just took his wife on a walk and got another chance at the cornfield. How good was that!

Suizi blushed and felt butterflies in her stomach.

The discomfort caused by hormonal imbalances was eased by the cool wind, his warm hand, and hot, yellow heart—slowly soothing away.

He understood her fatigue. Her empty heart was instantly filled with energy.

Even the lone chubby moon in the sky seemed softer.

A person’s feelings decide whether the world in their eyes is black and white or colourful.

She wanted to be his power bank, giving him strength when he was tired.

He was also her portable charger—charge when out of power.

Their mutual emotions were so sweet.

"The moon is beautiful tonight." Suizi said spontaneously.

It was one of the famous love phrases in Yueben Country.

The phrase, which means "the moon is beautiful tonight" is a poetic way to say "I love you".

The sentimental and artistic Chen Hansui thought the phrase was suitable for the occasion and very romantic.

Yu Jingting heard her strange accent, which didn’t sound like English.

Her coy expression told him that the phrase seemed to have significant meaning.

He learned a few phrases in bird language from his wife, which came in handy at crucial times!

"See mail die, pika, die you die?"

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