I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 574: These two little Luobos are not so lofty

Chapter 574: Chapter 574: These two little Luobos are not so lofty

Suizi had just finished explaining once, when she had to tell the story again.

Yu Jingting’s reaction was even stronger than his mother’s after hearing it, and he stood up wanting to leave.

"Stop! Where are you going?"

"To tear that bastard to pieces!"

"She is already in jail, do you want to break her out? Are you out of your mind? Sit down."

"Then I’ll smash her house’s windows and beat up the people inside." The sight of the marks on Suizi’s neck made Yu Jingting furious, he needed something to vent on, there was a fire in his heart.

"Then, wouldn’t you become like her? She hurt me, yes, but her relatives haven’t done anything wrong. We have to trust in the law - it’ll serve justice."

After all of Suizi’s persuasion, Yu Jingting finally calmed down.

The old man Yu sat watching the family interacting with each other, especially Suizi soothing Jingting, and a sense of nostalgia filled his eyes.

"Back in the day, if your grandmother could have talked me out of fights like this, maybe I wouldn’t have had to leave before she had our child, or had our child switched..."

"If grandma wasn’t stopping you, what was she doing then?" asked Suizi.

"She was instigating, saying that not fighting made me less of a man."

"Uh..." Suizi thought to herself, isn’t that similar to the personality of Jin Qu?

"Your name is Suizi, right?"

"Yes, grandpa."

"Come here, grandpa has a gift for you." Yu Ding placed the large parcel he had brought on the floor. The sound of metal hitting the ground told Suizi that the content was something special.

"Grandpa, you don’t have to. We have everything we need at home—huh?"

Suizi looked surprised upon seeing the contents of the parcel.

Even though they were in fragments, there were many valuable items inside.

"A golden Buddha from the Qing Dynasty? A bronze ware from the pre-Qin period?! A tri-color pottery from the Tang Dynasty, not the burial kind...?!"

"Oh, these are just some heirlooms passed down from our ancestors, just take them and use them for display."

Suizi thought to herself, what a bold claim you have made.

These items could not have possibly come from the same era, what ancestors had the foresight to leave things spanning thousands of years?

"Actually, I collected all these during my travels. They aren’t worth much."

The last sentence was true, these items were gifts for his son’s family, and the unclear origin of these unofficial archaeological finds should not be mentioned for fear of taboo.

But where he got the money to collect antiques years ago was a question worth pondering, though it should not be thought too deeply about.

"There is some women’s stuff in here that you can choose from."

Yu Ding liked this granddaughter-in-law. He thought she was generous and virtuous.

"..." Suizi picked up a jade hairpin from among the pile of jewelry, couldn’t this be called a ’woman’s accessory’?

Although she couldn’t tell from which dynasty it was from, it was too casual to wrap it with tissue paper and throw it into the package.

"I don’t usually have any other hobbies, just fancy digging. Uh, that was decades ago, I now like to collect these old things from people, they are not worth much, I just collect them for fun."

These are antiques and indeed not worth much. Only the gold and silver dug up could be exchanged for some money.

But the old man enjoyed this pastime very much, spending spare change on these trinkets and he had quite a collection at home.

Because of this, Yu Shuilin and his son have criticized him quite often, especially the shrewish wife of Yu Tieshan who would voice her discontent every few days, claiming the old man didn’t know how to live, which bothered Yu Ding a lot.

This time when he came to visit his real son, he brought what he thought were good items, inside were some gold and silver pieces.

Seeing Suizi did not pick out the gold and silver items, but instead selected a jade hairpin, the old man was pleasantly surprised. A person who has received education really has a different taste, a good eye indeed.

"Father, take a look." Suizi handed the hairpin to her father-in-law, for he should professionally assess this piece of jade.

Yu Shuisheng took it and felt it, then nodded.

"Top-grade mutton fat jade, it’s aged quite a bit, worth some money."

"You know how to appraise jade?" The old man was surprised. Although he had this hobby, no one took it seriously as a skill, and Yu Shuilin, who he had wanted to pass this skill to, completely refused to learn.

"I know a little."

"My father used to live at the border, he was in charge of several gambling stone stalls, and it was for the love of my beautiful mother that he gave up his empire and returned to raise kids."

"Stop it, you’re talking nonsense." Wang Cuihua was embarrassed by her son’s words.

"It seems like it’s fate." Yu Ding sighed with relief, he had originally thought that his treasures would be lost, but it turns out his own son also has an interest in them.

"Grandpa, this is too valuable, I can’t accept—"

"Just accept it, and make your grandpa some of the dishes you make best." Yu Shuisheng spoke.

Upon hearing these words from her elder, Suizi had no choice but to accept it with gratitude.

The two little ones, Luoluo and Little Luobo, moved closer out of curiosity, looking at the shiny stuff on the ground.

"You want something too? Come, let your grandpa dress you up..." Yu Ding picked up some jewelry and tried to put it on Luoluo’s head.

Upon seeing these things, Luoluo was reminded of when her grandpa came back home and would put these heavy items on her and her brother.

"Ah no no no no!" The child cried out, moving backwards, her small mouth vehemently saying no.

"Haha, you’re truly a child of our family, showing a bit of an aloof attitude towards wealth." Yu Ding looked at his family, and everything seemed great.

Suizi understood what was going on, thinking to herself that grandpa was really idealistic about these two kids. Were these two "wealth radars" really aloof, why would they be clinging to grandpa’s leg at the sight of him?

She could see it now, anyone who was willingly embraced by these two kids was wealthier than the last, and they had never gotten it wrong.

The whole family gathered to eat and chat, much more harmonious than last time.

When they asked about what happened after they separated on the Tomb Sweeping Festival, the old man’s face, which was smiling a moment ago, instantly turned gloomy.

That day, he wanted to have a heart-to-heart with Yu Shuisheng, as they had been separated for many years and he had many things to express. However, Yu Shuilin acted crazily, attempted suicide, and threatened to jump into the river.

A man in his forties, acting like a child, constantly making a fuss in order to get what he wants, forced the old man to promise not to ignore him and his family before he agreed to come ashore.

The old man had tried to contact Yu Shuisheng several times in the past few days, but every time he did, Yu Shuilin would attempt suicide.

The wife of Yu Tieshan was also difficult to deal with, always carrying a bottle of pesticide and threatening that if the old man dared to abandon them, she would drink the poison in front of him.

The old man had to put in a lot of effort to get away and finally came to visit his real son.

Those who had guilty consciences, like Yu Yi, who stole the baby, and Yu Ding, the victim, had to sneak around and meet their biological son as if he was something shameful.

Whenever the old man thought about these things, he felt suffocated.

Yu Shuisheng remained silent, Yu Jingting’s eyes kept looking at Suizi’s neck in a daze, Suizi and her mother-in-law listened to the old man’s words and felt sympathy, their eyes reddening.

Even Wang Cuihua had tears in the corners of her eyes, muttering under her breath about the sins they were forced to endure.

"Why are the people who do wrong enjoying their lives, while we’ve become the villains?"

Wang Cuihua, who had a prickly exterior but a soft heart, had already lumped the old man into the "we" category.

"Suizi, what can we do about this?"