I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 493: The Plan I Just Came Up With

Chapter 493: Chapter 493: The Plan I Just Came Up With

Yu Shuisheng was not the biological child of Grandma Yu; he was brought home by the late Grandfather Yu.

Because Shuisheng was not of Grandma Yu’s own blood, she had always given Wang Chunhua and her daughters cold shoulder, taking every opportunity to make their lives difficult.

While Shuisheng was still at home, Grandma Yu dared not be too blatant. But during the period when Shuisheng disappeared, Grandma Yu wished nothing more than to drive Wang Cuihua and her daughters to their death.

Jingting had told Suizi about this soon after she married into their family.

From the look of things, Shuisheng also seemed to know about this.

Otherwise, why would he lead Cuihua home immediately after returning, and stir up a fuss in the old Yu Family from top to bottom?

Since both parties knew they weren’t related by blood and there was no kinship to bind them, they abandoned all pretenses of respect for each other.

Had Grandma Yu treated the three women kindly, Suizi was certain that, given his personality, even if they were not his biological family, Shuisheng would have provided amply for them and allowed Grandma Yu to age peacefully.

However, the old woman’s tactics were too ruthless, picking on a trio of widowed mother and orphans. Naturally, Shuisheng couldn’t respect her, nor treat her as a mother.

During her years of marriage into this family, Suizi had come to understand the temperament of the father and son.

Both harbored a strong sense of Jianghu’s code of brotherhood – reciprocating kindness with kindness, and revenge with revenge. Dealing with such people was simple; sincerity is reciprocated with sincerity, and as long as you don’t harm them, they won’t lift a finger against you.

With the understanding of Shuisheng’s origins, the birthmark on Jin Wa’s back could very well become a significant clue.

Suizi looked at Jingting, and he gave her a signal to withdraw~

Suizi immediately picked up her daughter, left behind her mother-in-law who was still at a loss, and followed Jingting back to their room.

For matters like this, it’s best if her father-in-law himself explained to her mother-in-law.

Back in their room, Suizi asked Jingting.

"What do you think Jin Wa’s family does for a living? This child doesn’t seem to come from an impoverished background."

One couldn’t tell from her clothes, but the flesh on her face was a symbol of wealth.

A two-year-old child no longer nursing would require a solid diet, so a well-fed child implied a financially stable family.

Suizi noticed that although the child appeared clueless when they first met, she was not stupid. She even clapped along when Jiaojiao played the zither in the evening.

She probably got scared during the day. Suddenly arriving in a strange place with a crowd of people making a fuss, it would be strange if such a small child wasn’t scared.

"Who cares whether they are poor or rich, it’s none of our business. When we find her family, instead of getting our father involved, I’ll be the one to return the child and we’ll see what happens from there."

Suizi nodded in agreement. It’s in line with what she had in mind.

Jin Wa could very well be related to Shuisheng’s biological parents.

But there are many practical issues to consider in the real world. It cannot be like in a story for tadpoles looking for their mother, happily finding their parents.

They have not lived together for so many years, so it’s impossible to have any feelings.

Suizi couldn’t help but magnify people’s evil continuously. What if the child was from a foolish family like the Fan Family, trying to leech off their life for their own gain, or, if their life isn’t going well, come to take advantage of their relatives?

That would be maddening.

Even if they were wealthy and powerful, Suizi didn’t want to have any connections with them.

The more money and power you have, the more complicated your relationships are, the more disputes you face, and the more troublesome things become.

The old Yu Family was currently at the start of their venture. Suizi was very confident in Jingting and her own future. She was keen to focus on their business development and wasn’t interested in getting involved in others’ drama.

Therefore, as soon as Jingting gave her a hint, Suizi understood his intentions; they were on the same page.

"Have you noticed that we increasingly resemble a married couple?" Suizi said as she looked in the mirror.

They often laughed at the same frequency and found humor in the same parts of a conversation. This sense of unity would seem surprisingly synchronized to outsiders. Despite their facial features being entirely different, when they stood side by side, they looked like a family.

"Well, that’s mainly because Chen Hansui has been heavily influenced by me. You even know how to swear now."

Jingting was thoroughly satisfied with his "teaching accomplishments." Suizi covered her eyes, not wishing to bring back the past.

"Compared to resembling a married couple, I’m more interested in why you secretly spied on me back then – explain it to me? Oi, don’t play dead, get up and explain clearly! Hey, Jingting, you can’t just go to bed without washing your feet!"

Luoluo, who had watched the entire scene unfold, immediately pinched her nose, trying to play along with her mother.

"And you, why are you still awake at this hour? Go to bed right now!"

Luoluo let her hand go, collapsed backward and spread herself into a starfish position.

The way she laid there, she looked just like a dead body depicted in comics.

Suizi gritted her teeth.

She smacked Jingting, who was pretending to be dead, in the same position:

"Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon! Exterminate you, the corrupter!"

Instead of telling their child stories about Little Bunny Pulling Radishes, he let her watch all kinds of nonsense.

No matter how much Suizi threatened or sweet-talked him, Jingting kept mum about why he had spied on her before.

He didn’t talk, but Suizi could guess. Her mind conjured up a lot of cute, romantic scenarios, which led to one conclusion:

"You and the Tang Emperor share the same taste."

"Huh?" The man pretending to be dead came back to life.

"Both of you like chubby women?" Suizi remembered that she used to weigh over thirty pounds more than she did now, which is equivalent to half a bag of rice!

"I only like you."

"I heard that! Say it again!"

She wanted to experience the intoxicating feeling after being confessed to, this feminine vanity gave her a burst of happiness.

"I’m saying, thank you for not comparing me to a piglet lover!"

The vibrant bloom of happiness in her heart turned into a hammer, brutally deflating her inflated heart. She was angry enough to plonk herself on top of him, attempting to crush him.

She didn’t succeed when she was fat, and certainly couldn’t do it now that she had lost weight.

In Jingting’s view, this was nothing short of a passionate embrace.

He wrapped his arms around her and went for a kiss. Suizi stopped him in a hurry.

"Stop fooling around! Luoluo hasn’t fallen asleep yet!"

Only then did Jingting remember that their daughter was almost around.

When he glanced at the little bed, and saw what was happening, he found it hilarious.

Luoluo had sat up, her eyes wide open, staring intently at the two adults hugging each other.

Not only was Luoluo not asleep, but Bobo, who had just fallen asleep, was also awake. He watched sleepily as the adults kissed and hugged each other.

"Control your emotions in front of the children!" Suizi pulled his hand out of her clothes.

"Why didn’t you tell me since you had been looking at me for so long?"

"Back then, I couldn’t provide you with a stable life. A man who can’t afford to feed his family shouldn’t get married."

So he hustled for money everywhere. Once he had enough money to support a family, he immediately brought her home as his wife.

The difference between a good man and a sycophant lies in two words: strength.

Anyone can be sincere, but sincerity alone can’t put food on the table.

"Only take a wife if you can provide for her, that’s our family principle."

"When did we have this rule?"

"I just made it up."

"Well... let’s use the more delicate term — sincerity without material support is scarier than a knife..."

That was the best love confession she had ever heard, it was ten thousand times more touching than "I love you." She was so moved that she could pass this on to the future generations.