I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 878 Completely Insane

Chapter 878: Chapter 878 Completely Insane

Suizi crumpled the discarded paper into a ball.

She also shooed Yu Jingting and the two kids out.

And continued to concentrate on her writing.

She was copying the Heart Sutra by hand, planning to have it fashioned into fan ribs at the Glass Factory and to give it to Jinnan the next time they met.

The ethereal swordswoman Jinnan, with such a fan in hand, would be perfectly matched.

This kind of calligraphy took too much time; not even a single stray thought could be entertained.

The time she freed up in the afternoon was spent entirely on this task.

And she paid no attention to Yu Jingting.

Yu Jingting squatted by the window, having munched through an autumn pear and now chomping on a large radish. Jiaojiao hummed a tune as she passed by, then backtracked.

"Brother, your face is written with melancholy. Did my sister-in-law chase you out?"

"What does a little wench like you know?! It’s not like I even want to play with her!"

"Why are you whispering so low? Speak up so my sister-in-law can hear you, oh, does your throat hurt? Then let me shout for you, Sis—mmph!"

Yu Jingting covered Jiaojiao’s mouth with his hand and vigilantly glanced toward the room.

The little fairy, with her celestial aura, was engrossed in practicing her characters, undistracted by anything else.

Only then did Yu Jingting release his hand and pointed a warning finger at Jiaojiao’s nose:

"Yell nonsense and I’ll toss you out to feed the pigs!"

Jiaojiao pouted her lips.

"Brother, has your business been going poorly lately?"

"Huh? What made you think to ask that?"

"I noticed you’ve been hovering around sister-in-law since you came back, as if you’ve got a lot of time on your hands. The business isn’t closing down, is it? Brother, I urge you to stay strong and persevere!"

"How come you’re suddenly speaking sensibly today?"

"No reason, just wanted to tell you that life is like a boat on the sea, not always smooth sailing. Embrace the ups and downs of life with open arms; after all, it’s just starting over!"

"..." Yu Jingting placed his hand on his little sister’s forehead. Was this child feverish?

"Jiaojiao!" Little Fatty called out from outside the Courtyard.

He was standing next to a brand-new bicycle, propping himself up with one leg.

"I’m coming!" Jiaojiao ran outside while signaling Yu Jingting with a gesture of encouragement, Brother, I’m rooting for you!

"Dinner’s almost ready, where are you going?" Wang Cuihua, who was chatting with a neighbor outside the Courtyard, saw her maiden hop onto Little Fatty’s bicycle and called out to her in alarm.

"I won’t be coming back for dinner tonight!"

Jiaojiao’s voice grew fainter and fainter.

Wang Cuihua wanted to shout again, but Little Fatty pedaled swiftly away, quickly leaving the alley and disappearing without a trace.

Because she was with Little Fatty, Wang Cuihua felt relatively at ease; now a strapping young man, he was very capable of giving people a sense of security.

Yu Jingting stood on the steps with arms folded, feeling that something was amiss about Jiaojiao.

He planned to interrogate her the moment she returned home. If she dared not confess, he’d confiscate her little piggy bank!

As Little Fatty cycled, he turned to ask Jiaojiao:

"Jiaojiao, your Fourth Aunt doesn’t know what we’re up to, right?"

"Of course, she can’t know, otherwise she’d nag me again. And you better not tell either!" Jiaojiao threatened.

"I’m your ’accomplice’; if I tell, my mom would scold me too."

"Yep, that makes it our secret."

The word secret was carried by the wind, tickling the young boy’s heart with a sweet sensation.

"Why did you tie a pink cushion on the back seat?" Jiaojiao poked at the soft pink cushion beneath her, adorned with white little flowers.

For a big guy like him, using a pink cushion was somewhat comical.

"Don’t you like pink?" He noticed that she had recently changed to a new pink school bag, which looked especially pretty on her.

"Who told you I like pink? Hey, don’t you start acting like my brother, with such poor taste. You got me a pinkish bag from the Special Zone; even Luoluo got pink shoes, and I even saw you bought a pair of pink floral panties for my sister-in-law."

It is said that in order to give Suizi a surprise, he had secretly bought something and stuffed it into Suizi’s carry-on bag.

Everything Suizi bought for Wang Cuihua was with her, and when she got home, she reached into her bag and pulled out a pink tea cozy with lace trim.

Jiaojiao thought of her sister-in-law’s expression at the time and really wanted to laugh.

"What’s wrong with pink..." Little Fatty was somewhat powerless, he was worried she would get cold on the bus and had intentionally visited several malls before he finally found a color that closely matched her backpack.

"Hey, it’s not just pink, but also—"

Also semi-transparent.

Jiaojiao swallowed back her words.

She couldn’t say this; her sister-in-law would go nuts if she knew.

Having one idiot in the family was enough, and that was her brother.

"My brother’s aesthetic, hahaha, why does he think all girls like pink?"

"Uh, this seat cushion was made with leftover fabric by my mom, it’s got nothing to do with me." After clearing his name, Little Fatty made a secret resolution.

The pink pencil case in his pocket he planned to give to Jiaojiao hadn’t been unwrapped yet; the store should allow him to exchange it...

In the study room, Suizi stretched lazily.

She finally managed to produce two presentable fan faces.

Yu Jingting loitered outside for a while, then, as if by coincidence, walked by when he saw her stretching.

"Oh? Wrote an extra one? Not bad, even though I don’t use these things to pose as a scholar, I’ll make do since it’s a token of love from my wife."

Suizi brushed away his eager hand.

"The extra one is for the teacher."

Yu Jingting bristled.

Hadn’t he squatted outside just to snag one? It was handwritten by his wife!

"Hey, I suddenly feel a stomachache and need to use the toilet; short two pieces of toilet paper, let’s use these two." He pretended to reach for them.

Why could everyone else get one! Being the person closest to her, he didn’t get any?!

Jealousy drove him, completely! mad!

"Alright, I’ll write one for you too, but husband, you are so—" Suizi gestured with her hand.

Yu Jingting immediately posed with hands on hips, right, there was some semblance of justice in her words.

"Big shot, using a fan face with micro calligraphy doesn’t suit your presence, how about I write you some big characters?"

Although Yu Jingting suspected that she just wanted to be lazy, as small characters took too much effort,

having one was better than none, so he reluctantly agreed.

Suizi casually took out a fan face, changed her brush, and with a swish, swish, wrote.

"Color?"

Yu Jingting only saw the first character and had a bad premonition.

"Color... strong-hearted???!"

Yu Jingting, in a fit of rage, reached out to tear it up, but Suizi pointed at him with a giggling smile.

"Do you love me or not? If you dare to tear it, it means you don’t love me!"

Yu Jingting didn’t dare to move, only his mouth remained defiant: "This is unreasonable bullying and completely illogical!"

Suizi quickly drew a mustache on his face with her pen and then tried to run away.

But how could she outrun Yu Jingting?

Captured and brought back, he pinned her against the wall and nibbled at her furiously.

"I think you just need to be disciplined!"

Suizi pushed him with her hands.

"Mom’s still at home!"

"Dad went to pick up the kids, mom’s outside gossiping with those old ladies; she won’t come back before it’s time to cook. As long as you don’t scream too loudly, no one will come!"

Yu Jingting had long had his eyes on the shelf in the study room, which he had built himself and knew how sturdy it was. Not to disrespect it at least once would be a disservice to the words she had written for him.