I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 807: Both the Frog and I Are Very Cute

Chapter 807: Chapter 807: Both the Frog and I Are Very Cute

Jiaojiao was annoyed because the grilled squid vendor kept comparing her with Chen Tong, which she found absolutely disgusting.

"He just ran a small errand for my brother to buy some squid, and suddenly he’s praised to high heaven? I’ve run so many errands for my brother since I was little—if you lined them up, they’d stretch as far as several dozen Wang Family compounds!"

When Yu Jingting came back, he heard his sister complaining.

"What are you talking about? Oh, grilled squid, get me one."

Jiaojiao forcefully slapped away his reaching hand.

"This high-protein stuff will fatten you up if you eat too much; you already had some at noon, don’t eat it again at night."

"I can get fat instead of Dad." The dutiful son Bobo raised his hand.

Yu Jingting frowned.

"What’s gotten into this girl, mumbling all that nonsense? When did I eat it at noon?"

"Chen Tong bought it for you; people even praised you for having a good brother, saying they saw him adding salt to the skewer because he was afraid you’d find it bland."

Jiaojiao curled her lips in disdain for Chen Tong’s sycophantic behavior.

"Adding salt?" Yu Jingting felt like he was communicating with an alien, not understanding a single word.

"The guy making the skewers noticed, kept praising the kid for being thoughtful—I didn’t even know you liked your food that salty, eating so much salt without fearing turning into someone with a thick neck."

Suizi couldn’t help but laugh, stepping forward to set the record straight.

"You won’t turn into someone with a thick neck from eating too much salt. Don’t believe such pseudoscience, but indeed, too much salt can lead to high blood pressure."

"When did I eat any salt?" Yu Jingting couldn’t get a word in, watching everyone finishing off their skewers, feeling utterly excluded and wondering why he had suddenly become the public enemy.

"Why would he carry around a packet of salt?" Little Fatty asked.

"Trying to please him, I guess, not knowing where he got the wrong idea, thinking my brother liked to eat salty food, carrying it around."

"Jiaojiao, are you dumb? Then why didn’t the skewer guy just add more salt, carrying salt around like he’s got nothing better to do? Plus, how do you know it’s salt? That kid and I don’t get along; how do you know it’s not a laxative he sprinkled?" After Yu Jingting finished, Suizi’s expression gradually changed.

From initially laughing and watching the siblings quarrel, she became thoughtful with furrowed brows.

She pondered the conversation over and over, convinced that Little Fatty had stumbled upon a blind spot.

Carrying salt around is indeed abnormal behavior. Pleasing Yu Jingting was just nonsense; the stalls give out salt for free, so carrying it around made no sense.

"Did you eat what he brought back?" Suizi asked.

Yu Jingting shook his head, nothing was left by the time he finished up and came in.

He was in a hurry at that time and didn’t pay attention to this detail.

Suizi stared at the glass of water; by now it was no longer hot, and the water looked much clearer. However, upon closer inspection, there were some insoluble substances settled at the bottom of the cup, greyish-white.

"Jingting, do you think there’s something wrong with this water?" Suizi handed the cup to Yu Jingting, who smelt it and detected an indescribable odor, quite pungent.

"Was the pot not cleaned properly? Damn, did the old night watchman use my thermos to pee in?" Yu Jingting could easily imagine his own antics, having done such despicable things in his youth.

".... Why would the night watchman target you if you haven’t wronged him? Take this pot to the Laboratory and have Su Zhe analyze it."

Suizi had an indescribable feeling inside, partly suspicious and partly guilty.

How old was Tongtong now? He shouldn’t go as far as to put a laxative in Yu Jingting’s cup, should he?

Su Zhe was a chemist known to Suizi and her husband from their hometown who had given up on life due to his disability and married Lun Lamei, but then became good buddies with Yu Jingting, turned optimistic again and rediscovered the hope to live.

Suizi pulled a few strings at that time to get him over as a teacher. Through years of effort, he had been promoted to associate professor, becoming one of the youngest associate professors in the country.

Because their relationship was so solid, Suizi and her husband didn’t bother with a walk in the park; they went straight to his house.

Su Zhe couldn’t help but look down on the young couple.

"Turning up at my doorstep late at night, asking for a favor?"

"We didn’t come empty-handed, look." Yu Jingting placed the snacks packed from the ballroom on the table, only to be scorned by Su Zhe once again.

"Isn’t that just something you grabbed on your way out of your venue? I bet over the years, you’ve really lost your touch, probably poisoned by someone, right?"

As Su Zhe spoke, he poured water from a pot—he had a complete set of equipment at home, a true laboratory fanatic.

"And not just a little bit of poisoning, the sediment must weigh several dozen grams by now."

He poured the water from the kettle into a filtration device, leaving behind a large blob of unknown paste-like substance.

"Can you figure out what this stuff is?" Suizi felt terrified just looking at it.

Luckily, Yu Jingting didn’t like water. If he had actually drunk it, how much would he have ingested?

The key was they still didn’t even know what the substance was.

"It’ll take several days to analyze the main components."

"We don’t need too much detail, just need to know what this stuff is for. Do you have any lab mice to feed it to and see?"

"I have some right here at home, wait a moment." Su Zhe went into the inner room and came out holding a box filled with several lab mice.

Jiaojiao and Suizi cringed at the sight of the mice, finding the creatures utterly repulsive.

Luoluo clapped her hands excitedly.

"Godfather, can you give me one fatty white mouse, I’ll take it home and raise it~"

"No way!" Suizi and Jiaojiao spoke in unison.

Luoluo was too bold. Last time she called a snake specimen a long wormy, and now she’s naming mice fatty white.

"Not one, so... two?" Luoluo nudged her brother, "Bobo wants one too."

"..." Bobo sat expressionless on godfather’s chair, quietly munching on a peach, do not poke, thank you.

"You’re not allowed even half a mouse, and yet you dare dream of two? Grandmother hates these creatures the most—if you keep it, she’d go mad."

"Oh..." Luoluo’s little head drooped instantly, looking utterly dejected.

As boy and girl twins who hugged his thighs before they could even speak, godfather Su Zhe felt sorry for them.

"I’ve got frogs as big as fists at home, even cuter than the lab mice. I’ll catch a couple for you to bring home."

"Thank you, godfather, you’re the best!" Luoluo perked up instantly, placing her little hand to her mouth and blowing godfather a series of air kisses.

"..." Suizi felt that there was a reason why Su Zhe was still single—how could frogs be cute?

And as big as a fist... surely they’re not toads?

"Don’t be so stingy, two wouldn’t even make up a dish, frogs are delicious, give me more, I’ll take them home for a drink." Yu Jingting was an odd character too.

Suizi and Jiaojiao both showed expressions of disdain. Little Fatty originally wanted to chime in with a few words in support of Jingting—fried frogs really are a delicacy of this world—but seeing the expressions on the ladies’ faces, Little Fatty decisively abandoned the idea of joining Jingting, choosing instead to stand by Jiaojiao’s side and look at Jingging with contempt together.

"Frogs might be cute, but they have parasites. Think twice before you eat them. If you’re really craving, just sneak off to a corner where no one’s watching to eat. If you want to die, don’t drag Little Luobo down with you." Su Zhe took some sediment to feed to the mice, observing their reactions.