I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 799: From Head to Tail (Thanks to Shu Yue Er+Update)

Chapter 799: Chapter 799: From Head to Tail (Thanks to Shu Yue Er+Update)

"Maiden, you can be a mom, but being a dad...we’re missing a few parts!"

Suizi pushed away the laughing Yu Jingting, who finally composed himself and cooed their little princess.

"Even if you don’t become a dad, you can still fight the bad guys, you can be a heroine fighting for justice. How about daddy sharpens a peachwood sword for you?"

"Yay!" Luoluo, captivated by the idea of a peachwood sword, promptly gave up on her grand ambition of becoming a dad.

"Daddy, hurry up and make it. I’ve calculated that the fat goose at Uncle Fatty’s house is in danger and I need to help it!"

"???" Suizi was filled with confusion. Was this girl planning to wield her ’weapon’ to attack someone else’s goose?

And the whole ’calculating’ thing, wasn’t that her mother-in-law’s catchphrase? She’s learned it, too!

"Alright, I’ll make it for you now. There’s ready-made wood in your grandpa’s warehouse."

"Your wood... it’s rosewood!" Suizi held Mr. Yu Jingting back, stopping him from making a mess.

Pampering the child with such high-quality wood seemed like a waste!

"Mom, a heroine needs her sword, just like the west can’t be without... what’s that called?" Luoluo recalled a similar sentence from her wise old mom, but she couldn’t remember how it went, pushing her brother Bobo.

Gobbling his cake, the taciturn Bobo intoned, "My sister can’t be without her sword, just like the west can’t be without Jerusalem."

"..." We’ve escalated to Jerusalem now?! Speechless, Suizi was at a loss for words.

Finally, Yu Jingting chose a compromise. He made a sword out of stiff paper for his daughter, and even painted it with Suizi’s watercolours. He also made a makeshift cloak from a piece of cloth that he tied around her neck.

"Mommy, here." Luoluo leaned across and made a red dot on her forehead with her hand. "I want a red spot."

Don’t heroines generally have a beauty mark on their forehead?

Suizi marked a spot with lipstick and Luoluo was clearly satisfied. Striking a flying pose, she went off on her heroic quest.

"Why does her cloak look so familiar?—Aha! Isn’t that my mom’s silk scarf? Where’d you get that from?!" Suizi remembered, wasn’t it her mom’s favorite scarf?

She could almost picture the image of Mrs. Chen Lijun spewing fire.

"The little lady insisted on a red cloak. We didn’t have any red cloth big enough at home, so I thought she could feel pretty for a while, and then I’ll sneak it back later without anyone noticing."

Suizi narrowed her eyes. This man has absolutely no limit when it comes to spoiling their child.

"By the way, according to our daughter, you just had a fight?"

"I didn’t even get the chance to throw a punch, that coward turned around and ran as soon as he saw me."

"Shen Jun?" Suizi guessed based on the ’coward’ description and easily deduced who had offended her husband at this stage.

Only he fits the ’coward’ label.

"It was him. Lemme show you how he acted."

Master imitator Yu Jingting perfectly impersonated Shen Jun, saying, "He was holding a bucket of paste and had a stack of papers under his arm. It was obvious that he wanted to come to our alley and post a big-character poster about us."

Without a bucket, he borrowed Suizi’s tea cup as a substitute. Without any paper, he conveniently grabbed a piece of Suizi’s camisole from the cupboard and shoved it under his armpit, embodying the ultimate sleaziness.

Suizi’s eye corner twitched. You can impersonate him all you want, but why do you have to use my camisole?!

Yu Jingting, still imitating Shen Jun, crept around with his head cocked left and right disparagingly, and even attempted to walk bowlegged.

"He didn’t see me when he arrived, I was standing by the side with our kids. Just when he was about to start pasting, he took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and put them on. That bastard didn’t want to be recognized!"

"...Could you not use that thing to cover your eyes?!" Suizi felt like her head was going to explode with anger and embarrassment.

Yu Jingting pulled the camisole from under his arm and put it on his face. Within one second, he transformed from a big character poster to sunglasses, looking like a Japanese superhero. Now Suizi understood why he chose this as his prop—

It’s multipurpose!

"He was about to start pasting when I shouted from beside him, ’What are you doing?!’"

Yu Jingting played both parts, performing himself without the sleaziness of the camisole over his eyes. He took the camisole off his eyes, waved it to the ground, and struck a pose, retreating.

"... What role did my poor little bit of clothing play this time?" asked Suizi.

"At this moment, your camisole represents my killing intent, it is an invisible sword aura! Only a master can cultivate to my realm!"

"I think it’s more like ’cheapness’?" Suizi took back her camisole indignantly. She’d never met anyone cheaper than him!

"70 years since Tsinghua University was founded, you’re the only oddball who’s ever come out of it. I thought your education would have at least marinated you into something better, but you’re still just as lowly and cheap!"

Despite being derided as a cheap, educated streetwalker, he was not angry. He just laughed and approached her, kissing Suizi and snatching back the camisole from her hand.

"How could you say it’s cheap? This is gaining inspiration from life experiences!" As he spoke, he stepped forward, one arm crossing over, and cornering Suizi against the wall.

He lowered his head, leaning against Suizi’s forehead. Now the victim of many misfortunes, the camisole reincarnated as a sword, gently lifting her chin.

"Dare you say, you don’t like this side of me?"

Suizi, who was affected by his sudden release of hormones, had her heartbeat quicken before she could even respond, and then she heard a clucking sound at the door.

"You, the villain, let go of that innocent woman!" Wang Cuihua, full of interest, shouted, pushing her old companion. "Quickly seize this lunatic who’s waving around a camisole, and fight for justice!"

Luoluo, who had just returned from outside, promptly jumped to her grandfather, offering him the sword in her hand.

"Grandpa, use this!"

"Honey, if I’m not mistaken, that sword was made by me, right? Also, why is there bird poop on your grandma’s scarf?"

Yu Jingting lazily got up, noticing a smudge on his daughter’s ’cloak’, a big risk was written all over it.

"Daddy, there’s a small price to pay for fighting for justice." Luoluo replied seriously.

"She provoked the goose at Uncle Fatty’s house. The goose ran away, and then she went under the eaves, shouting at a bird’s nest."

Bobo recreated what had just happened.

When his silly sister’s shouting didn’t work and the birds ignored her, she was disdainfully defecated on by an old swallow.

"It’s over, my mother-in-law is going to kill me."Yu Jingting was only concerned about how to wash the scarf clean. It couldn’t be washed with water since it was real silk...

Suizi watched the family of four standing at the doorway, a warm wave crashing over her. Swiftly, she pulled her clothing from Yu Jingting’s hands and threw it back in the cupboard.

She took a deep breath and hypnotized herself, it’s all just an illusion. As long as she didn’t feel embarrassed...

"Suizi, don’t feel bad. We just got here, we didn’t see anything." Wang Cuihua comforted her, but curious as she was, she couldn’t resist asking another question.

"Tiegen, you can’t just tell half a story, you haven’t said what happened when you screamed and Shen Jun did what?"

Suizi closed her eyes; right, her mother-in-law didn’t just see ’something’, she saw everything!

From start to finish!