I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 872: The Ancestral Community’s Ox is Remarkable

Chapter 872: Chapter 872: The Ancestral Community’s Ox is Remarkable

"When did you start telling fortunes?"

"For our family’s peace and wealth, I had to learn even if I didn’t know how."

Yu Jingting saw his father leading the family over to them and hurriedly concocted a story with Suizi.

Suizi swiftly gathered up the turtle shell and copper coins; if her mother-in-law came over, she would be exposed.

In fact, the fortune she told wasn’t from the set phrases she had memorized at all.

She simply relied on the old man not understanding and being unable to remember the arrangement of the copper coins, having memorized the lines in advance.

Among the Yi Jing’s hexagrams, there indeed was the set of phrases she used to bamboozle the old man, but they didn’t necessarily match the hexagram that the old man had cast.

Suizi, relying on memories from her past life, recalled the cause of the old man’s death.

In her past life, the old man was indeed retaliated against for stealing someone’s wife; the Fourth Master took his place afterward.

With this memory, Suizi often flipped through her mother-in-law’s fortune-telling "textbooks" when she had nothing better to do, selecting phrases that matched the old man’s experiences to memorize.

Deceiving people with these tricks was incredibly effective; the old man had indeed taken the bait.

"The reason I chose Yi Jing hexagrams is that they are too hard to memorize. Someone not specialized would never remember them at a glance. However I explained, he believed, which wouldn’t be the case with the textual Guan Yin divination lot, as that would be harder to bluff through."

Suizi quickly explained to him.

Yu Jingting stroked his chin.

"Wife, I’ve discovered you’re wasting your talent not taking over Mom’s mantle. If we didn’t leave the village, you would be the greatest deity not only in Yang Village, no, but in Wang Family Enclosure and even the whole three eastern provinces!"

Suizi glared at him, her efforts were for whom, after all!

If it wasn’t for the old man being so hard to deal with, would she have come up with such a shoddy idea?

"Eating hotpot behind my back?!"

Bobo was the first to rush over, his little face full of shock upon seeing the table full of dishes.

Shock! Daddy’s been on a business trip for many days, not coming home for meals, and now sneaks out to have a feast with Mom, caught by his own son!

"Silly kid, Daddy is just tasting for poison for you. Come, give Daddy a hug!" Yu Jingting casually picked up his son by his ribs in a hug but quickly put him down with disgust.

"You’ve gained weight again. What good stuff have you eaten these days? Eat less meat later."

"Daddy~" Luoluo also ran over.

Yu Jingting was obviously much gentler with his little cotton jacket, and his tone softened too.

"Daddy, hug, oh, you’ve lost weight. Here, let Daddy feed you a shrimp~"

The little princess sat right on her daddy’s lap—her VIP seat.

Seeing her son’s eyes go round, Suizi knew what the little guy cared about wasn’t the hug from Daddy; it was the shrimp, not given to him!

"Bobo, come over to Mommy. Mommy has some peeled ones here."

Suizi fed her son a bite to satisfy his craving for the moment, then had Jiaojiao take the two kids to the restroom to wash their hands.

"What’s going on here? How did you end up with the old man?" The Fourth Master was still in shock.

He was even fully prepared for battle, ready to contend with the old man for some days.

But the old man, taking his two children, started eating hotpot?!

"Looks like Grandpa’s going to keep blustering for a while. Ahem, Jingting, make the long story short."

"???" The Fourth Master was shocked again. They’ve already started calling him Grandpa?

This turn of relationships, wasn’t it a bit too quick?

"Simply put, your daughter-in-law is a big con artist; she fooled the old man good." Yu Jingting summed up everything with one sentence.

Suizi kicked him, and Yu Jingting spread his hands; it was what she had said, after all—a brief summary of the events these past few days boiled down to just that.

"What’s this—" The Fourth Master’s eagle eyes spotted a brown paper bag on the table.

Isn’t this what he kept in his safe?! When did these two rascals dig it out!

Swiftly, Suizi stuffed it into her bag and then acted as if nothing had happened.

"Dad, that was a love letter between me and Suizi," Yu Jingting lied through his teeth. When it came to bluffing, he wouldn’t lose to his wife—competitive for life!

The Fourth Master was so angry he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

These two kids are putting on a show, trying to fool him as if he’s an idiot?

What was clearly inside were the shares of his minefield and his written will.

However, at this time, the smart choice was to not expose them. Pointing it out would make everyone more embarrassed—after all, it was quite mushy, cough cough.

"What on earth is going on, and who is the old man with you?" Wang Cuihua was still in the dark and couldn’t figure out the situation.

"It’s Old Master Hu, Jingting invited him over from that side."

"Ai Ma!!!" Wang Cuihua was shocked.

Having stayed at the border with Yu Shuisheng for so long, she never had the chance to meet this old master.

But she had heard plenty about him—everyone said he was a tough character.

Because of the special relationship between the two families, Wang Cuihua always felt as if a knife was hanging over her head, fearing the day her man and Old Hu would come to blows.

"They coming to fight us? Dad, did you bring any weapons?" Wang Cuihua’s first reaction was this.

"Fight what fight, the kids made the old man so dizzy he’s got diarrhea—I’m telling you, you two rascals didn’t drug the old man, did you?" The Fourth Master figured it out.

He had been with the old master for so many years as a father and son and had never seen the old man get sick.

"I’m not that kind of person, no such thing! Don’t talk nonsense!" Yu Jingting denied vehemently, thrice in a row.

He wasn’t, but his wife was! He was not lying.

Wang Cuihua, with her sharp eyes, noticed the bitter tea on the table.

"Suizi, why did you bring this stuff over—oh no, the old master drank such awful stuff, he might think we are trying to harm him? Ai Ma, could a fight break out?!"

"The old master misses my dad too much and got overheated, so I asked someone to make a pot of tea for him to cool down," Suizi calmly called over the waiter to remove the "incriminating evidence" and replaced it with good jasmine tea.

She wasn’t lying either; both bitter nail and senna leaves were medicinal herbs for heatiness, just that their effects were a bit strong, causing one to have diarrhea...

The Fourth Master wanted to ask what was going on, but the old master came back, followed by three children, all returning together.

Talking as they walked.

"So you’ve planted a lot of rosewood flowers in your courtyard?" Jiaojiao asked, her eyes sparkling.

"Right, they smell amazing. Next time you’re on break, have your brother take you there. Grandpa will build you a two-story bamboo house. Don’t let that no-good father of yours lead you on!"

"Is there a lot of tasty food?" Bobo asked.

"Plenty! Great-grandpa will go up the mountain, hunt wild chickens, and roast them for you, so delicious it’ll make your grandpa cry, but he won’t give any to him even if he cries."

"Real guns?" Luoluo’s eyes gleamed brightly.

"Loads of them! You can have—"

"That’s not okay!" Suizi stood up.

She interrupted the dreadful topic before the old master could make any promises.

She also pulled away her maiden to a secluded spot for a serious talk.

That child wanted to play with everything! Without a good scolding, how could she be set straight?

The old master really had a lot of stuff, and Suizi even had the premonition that, if she didn’t intervene, the old master would indeed let the kids play with those things.

The Yu Family genes were truly strong; inherently endowed with extreme sociability, meeting the old master in the restroom, he actually started the conversation himself. In just a short moment, they got on like a house on fire.

Wang Cuihua was even more bewildered, looking at the state of things—it seemed a fight wasn’t going to happen?