I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 627: Is there a role for my maiden?

Chapter 627: Chapter 627: Is there a role for my maiden?

The most unbearable thing for the Fan family was not only Fan Huang’s refusal to approve the modification of the family’s ancestral tomb based on Feng Shui, but also his plans to build a science museum on that land.

A powerful scientific nation.

Determined to sever all ties with superstitions, starting with his own family.

The entire Fan family was almost going nuts.

All these pressures fell upon the Fan matriarch, which was why, without considering Fan Huang’s condition in the accident, she dashed over to confront him.

This was a declaration of war against the whole family. Suizi truly wanted to sing a solo of bravery for her gutsy new stepfather.

Considering the disgruntled reactions of the Fan family, her father had a definite edge.

"You and Fan Hui were in the same car, how could he almost die? It can’t be karma for all his wrongdoings, can it?" Yu Shuisheng asked.

He’d visited Fan Hui, who was on the brink of death. It was a close call.

"About that... we might have to thank our Little Luoluo."

"Hmm?" Suizi looked puzzled as she heard her daughter’s involvement.

Luoluo had been growing her hair recently.

Suizi was thinking of giving her a buzz cut in the hot weather, so her hair wouldn’t trap all the heat and cause prickly heat rash.

Originally, Fan Huang had an appointment with his spoiled brother to visit their grandfather, both sitting in the back row.

A heap of toys separated them, almost suffocating Fan Hui.

Those toys were all prepared by Fan Huang for the children.

From Jiaojiao to both Little Luobo, everyone got a share.

The most conspicuous one was a 40-centimeter tall cloth doll for Luoluo.

While inspecting the toy factory yesterday, Fan Huang noticed the cloth doll still in prototype. It had a striking resemblance to Luoluo which grabbed his interest.

With his status, a glance was all it took for his subordinates to understand his intention.

When he returned, the secretary brought back a pile of toys, knowing that the leader had two new grandchildren and Jiaojiao, who could play the piano. Everyone was taken care of.

Fan Huang placed the delicately-made doll on the back seat next to himself, worried that the trunk might damage it. Occasionally glancing at it, he felt the warmth as if looking at the ever-smiling little Luoluo.

While he was feeling warm, Fan Hui was exasperated. He always felt like his brother was doing this on purpose to drive him nuts.

His tailbone was still healing, forcing him to recline. The whole pile of toys had completely taken over his space. He protested to Fan Huang, who merely grunted in response and asked him if he would like to cram himself into the trunk. The trunk had much larger space.

With no other choice, Fan Hui had to share his space with the dolls.

Just as the car was about to reach the accident site, Fan Huang noticed something shiny under the seat. It was Luoluo’s bunny hair clip.

The little girl, with a tuft of hair on her head, would often pick her own hair clips, ridiculing her brother’s shaved head. She treasured each of her hair clips. If she wore the wrong one, she’d be fuming for a long time. This bunny hair clip was her favourite.

She had left it in the car the last time she rode in it. She had made a fuss when she could not find it at home.

As Fan Huang was picking it up, a truck rammed into them. The big cloth doll that resembled Luoluo shielded Fan Huang from the splinters of glass. The doll buffered the impact, saving Fan Huang from critical injuries. He merely fractured his hand.

"Not sure if that doll is damaged. I’ll have someone fetch another one for Luoluo." Fan Huang was still concerned about the doll.

"I think the accident wasn’t severe enough for you. At a time like this, you’re still worrying about a doll?!"

Under the scrutiny of everyone’s gaze, Chen Lijun reached out and flicked his forehead.

"You should have smashed this old face of yours, too, so you won’t always think about these nonsense," she said.

"If it really gets damaged, who knows who will be heartbroken. Some people’s mouths are harder than rocks, but their hearts are softer than tofu." Suizi watched her mom flick his forehead quite adeptly. She guessed that her mother had been thinking about it for a long time and took the opportunity now that he was sick.

"Whose child are you? Why are you so annoying? Just go away, you’re annoying to look at," Chen Lijun threatened to hit Suizi, who then hid behind her grandma.

"Are you annoyed by me now? Who told you to give birth to me in the first place? It’s too late to regret now," Suizi retorted.

Fan Huang closed his eyes in content as he watched the quarreling mother and daughter. He felt his life was complete.

Yu Jingting didn’t return home that night.

Suizi was thinking about him, but couldn’t get in touch with him.

She stayed in the hospital half the night and took a nap before dawn. She had important classes that she couldn’t miss today, so she had to hand over the hospital care to her mother and family, and went to report to school.

The lectures that morning were a blur to her. Her mind felt like mush.

She planned to go home at noon to see her child and take a nap. Just as she entered the alley, she saw Wang Cuihua basking in the sun with the two little Luobos.

With Yu Shuisheng and Chen Lijun at the hospital, Wang Cuihua came back to look after the children and prepare some meals.

Upon seeing their mother, the two little friends were very happy. Luoluo struggled free from Wang Cuihua and ran towards Suizi.

Wang Cuihua, leading Bobo, followed behind. Suddenly a bicycle darted over from another direction!

Evidently either the bicycle’s brakes were malfunctioning, or the cyclist was absent-minded, as it headed straight for Luoluo. Suizi began to run, but she was too far away.

Just as the bicycle was about to hit Luoluo, a hand reached out in time to pull her away. The child was swept into someone’s arms.

"Are you okay?!" Liu Xi looked at the little girl in her arms, took a surprised look, and then another.

Liu Xi had prosopagnosia, making it hard for her to recognize people on a daily basis. Most of the time she relied on clothes and voices to distinguish, and could only barely recognize her own family members. To her, the faces of other people were all blurred.

But the child in her arms attracted her attention immediately. She found her delicate facial features exquisite, remembering the image of a porcelain doll in a literary classic – it must look just like this.

She was able to recognize this child’s face, which was really strange. Liu Xi took another careful look. Luoluo pointed at the soup pot which had fallen on the ground and said:

"Spilled..."

All the soup from the pot had spilled onto the ground and was quickly absorbed by the earth. A small piece of ginseng rolled far away. A stray dog came over, sniffed it, and walked away in distaste.

Her soup pot had overturned in her bid to save Luoluo.

"Thank you — huh, it’s you?" Suizi ran over panting and bent over to thank Liu Xi, then she recognized that it was Fan Hui’s wife.

"Do I know you?" Liu Xi looked at Suizi puzzled, and then looked down at Luoluo again. She was sure that she could see Luoluo’s face clearly.

"My goodness, that was too close." Wang Cuihua also ran over holding Bobo. Liu Xi looked at Bobo and exclaimed again.

She could also recognize this little boy’s face. It was strange.

"You look familiar to me?" Liu Xi looked carefully at Wang Cuihua, but since she was in different clothes, Liu Xi could not recognize her.

"Uh—" Wang Cuihua felt uncomfortable saying that she once cursed Liu Xi while telling fortunes. Today, she saved her granddaughter.

"Good people have safe lives. You will receive good karma for your benevolent acts." Wang Cuihua said. Suizi nodded.

She felt that Fan Hui’s wife wasn’t as bad as she had imagined.

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