I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 712: Children’s Matters

Chapter 712: Chapter 712: Children’s Matters

Yu Jingting called over the boy and girl twins.

"Take this little chubby one to the side and play nicely with him, understand?" Yu Jingting emphasized the words "nicely."

The twins nodded obediently, causing no harm to anyone.

Seeing that Luoluo was pretty and had cute braids tied in her hair, the tubby child reached out to grab them.

"You can’t pull on it." Chen Lijun saw her granddaughter’s head being jerked sideways and stopped him, heartbroken.

Mother Fan snorted.

"Kids will roughhouse, it’s a sign of health and energy, adults shouldn’t interfere."

"It’s fine, grandma." Luoluo threw a kiss to her grandma then went to the side with her brothers, flanking the little chubby child.

Normally, Chen Lijun doesn’t bother to quarrel with the old lady out of respect for Fan Huang. But, if they bully her grandkids, she won’t swallow her feelings.

"Mom, have some milk to soothe your throat." Yu Jingting handed her a cup of tea to interject.

"So much occasional milk, no wonder you’re still childish, even arguing with a child." Mother Fan found another fault.

"Mom, didn’t you come here just to scold Lijun, did you?" Fan Huang finally spoke up as he saw his mother repeatedly picking on her.

Seeing her usually calm son unconditionally siding with that woman in this situation, Mother Fan felt a bitterness in her mouth. She was even more convinced of her decision to make this trip.

"Of course not, Fan Huang., You’re doing well in your career, but you have no son. If this gets out, it’s not good. When offering sacrifices to our ancestors, you can’t have a daughter with a different surname do it, can you?"

"It’s not impossible." Fan Huang glanced at Suizi. To him, his daughter was the moon in the sky, nothing was too good for her, only if she was willing there was nothing unworthy for her.

"I refuse. Dad, you’re young, you can worry about this. When you can’t, someone will replace you."

That someone, is naturally referring to her brother.

Suizi doesn’t like getting involved, she’d rather spend time in a quiet place dreaming about the variety of appearances and styles in Ming dynasty novels. Isn’t that better?

"You, as the eldest daughter, how can you be so lazy?" Fan Huang looked at Yu Jingting. His daughter had escaped, but his son-in-law was still there.

Yu Jingting shook his head like a rattle drum.

"Don’t look at me, I’m an outsider." He would rather spend that time hiding in the house with his wife to revisit the styles and inventiveness of their ancestors. Isn’t that better?

Fan Huang laughed coldly: "When you’re grabbing food from me, you don’t seem particularly ’outsider’ conscientious do you?"

There were hidden meanings in the family’s conversation, which Mother Fan did not understand. She thought that Suizi and her husband had a sense of self-awareness, and nodded approvingly.

"It’s not suitable for outsiders to get involved. I won’t beat around the bush anymore. The child that your younger sister is carrying, I found some relationships, and had someone do an ultrasound for her. It’s a boy. If this child is registered under her and the sixth child, his job will be affected. I thought, since you have the quota, why not let it be registered under your household."

Mother Fan finally revealed her purpose for being here.

The pregnant woman she brought was from Mother Fan’s own family and she was pregnant with her second child, which was exceeding the birth quota. She insisted on giving birth, but it would cost her job if she did.

After thinking it over, Mother Fan not only wanted to keep it in the family, but also help her son, Fan Huang.

Fan Huang didn’t have a son so having a male child would bolster his reputation. Secondly, Mother Fan did not want Suizi and her husband to benefit from what belonged to Fan Huang.

Over the years, although Mother Fan could not win against Suizi and her husband, she always harbored resentment against them for using tapes to threaten her.

If she couldn’t beat them openly, she would use this method to secretly cause trouble for Suizi and her husband.

After Mother Fan finished speaking, Suizi exclaimed.

Looking at the wealthy woman sitting silently next to Mother Fan then at Mother Fan, Suizi was a little confused. She lowered her voice and asked Yu Jingting:

"Did I see this wrong?"

"Calm down. The rest of the message might still be coming. It could be a combo punch," Yu Jingting reassures his beloved wife.

Suizi thought the combination of Fan’s mother bringing three girls was all about urging them to have a child, and matchmaking.

It seemed like the old lady was trying to find a new home for Fan Huang by bringing a woman over who looked good at childbirth and letting her old man be familiar with her.

Unexpectedly, Fan’s mother pulled a new trick, asking someone to take the Beijing household registration of her future brother?!

Although the housing prices have not risen, obtaining a Beijing household registration is still not an easy task, just easier than in the later generations.

Besides, Fan Huang is not an ordinary person. Fan’s mother’s intentions have already been exposed, solely aiming to favor her maternal family.

"Oh, do you want the household registration to be in my name?" Fan Huang casually played with the teacup, still speaking at a leisurely pace.

Chen Lijun elegantly crosses her legs, one hand supporting her chin, watching the drama leisurely.

Suizi, on the side, smirks and continues to whisper in Yu Jingting’s ear.

"Learn from it, big shots always have this kind of aura."

Murderous intent is invisible; there’s no sign of anger shown, only when her eyes lower does a cold look flash in her eyes. If Suizi wasn’t familiar with her father’s temper, she would have thought he wasn’t angry. The emotions of politicians are hard for ordinary people to perceive.

"Yes, the crashing sound of a big shot hitting a window certainly stands out," Yu Jingting recalls the classic scene of his father-in-law hitting the window twice without expression the day his mother-in-law found out she was pregnant.

Fan Huang’s ears twitched. He glanced at the two little chatterboxes who were gossiping about him and put down his teacup. Suizi quickly covered Yu Jingting’s mouth: Big guy, continue your skewering. Ignore us--we’re just thin air~

"This matter is settled. You will take her to apply for a birth permit right away," Fan’s mother disdainfully pointed at Chen Lijun. "To let you have a son is a kind of generosity of our family."

"Oh, thank you then." Chen Lijun smiled and asked Fan Huang, "Shall we get the birth certificate this afternoon?"

"Hmm, sure." Fan Huang agreed happily, eyes filled with joy, and glanced at his daughter.

The thoughtful little girl instantly understood her father’s intentions and signaled with her hand.

"I’ll prepare some celebration candies to give out to the staff and colleagues."

Fan’s mother was puzzled. She thought that Chen Lijun would make a fuss, and even if she didn’t, Chen Hansui, the country girl, would certainly do so.

Yet unexpectedly, the whole family happily reached a consensus?

The pregnant woman, who thought she could connect her child with Fan Huang, saw Fan Huang willing to get a birth certificate for her child and her face turned blissfully red.

Upon hearing Suizi mention preparing celebration candies, the woman modestly waved her hand.

"That’s not necessary, we are not expecting Lijun to pretend to be pregnant. Just registering the child after its birth will do."

Suizi blinked her eyes.

"That’s not acceptable! My dad is having a child in his old age, and my mom is having a pearl in her old age. Such big news, I have to announce it to the world. How can we keep it low-key?"

Chen Lijun glared at her, this damn girl. Once the others leave, she would definitely correct her, using ’a pearl in her old age’ again and again!

Fan’s mother thought she had prevailed, and sneered at Chen Lijun. Look at this vixen who can’t have a son, she’s so humble that she even wants someone else’s son. Stupid!

Fan’s mother wanted to ridicule Chen Lijun a few more times, when suddenly, a shocking cry came from the end of the courtyard.

Little Luobo was crying his heart out, and Luoluo innocently spread her hands on both sides.

Mommy told her not to bully the weak, so she didn’t do it!

Bobo, with his excellent memory, imitated Fan’s mother’s words coolly, "We kids are fighting. You adults shouldn’t interfere."

Bully his sister? Ha.