I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 908 Everything Fears Comparison

Chapter 908: Chapter 908 Everything Fears Comparison

"So, Tiegen really carried a pile of dung and splashed it in Su Zhe’s dorm?!"

At dinner, as Suizi brought up Su Zhe’s ordeal, Wang Cuihua’s eyes went wide, fixated on Suizi’s suggestion that Yu Jingting "splash dung".

"Do you think I’m that kind of a despicable person?" protested Yu Jingting.

The whole family nodded, including their two kids.

"I didn’t splash dung! I just casually grabbed a bucket of dirty water and sprinkled it around a bit!"

The collective squint from everyone around the table confirmed it—yep, definitely despicable.

After leaving the hospital, Su Zhe couldn’t even step foot in his dorm room.

The dean, coerced by Suizi and her husband, also stepped forward to speak, saying the school couldn’t free up any faculty dorms and he would have to live outside.

Su Zhe was somewhat incredulous, asking weren’t there a few empty ones?

The dean could hardly keep a straight face at that point, crying inside.

He thought to himself, oh ancestors, if you don’t move out, that despicable Yu Jingting standing right next to you will douse the remaining empty dorms too!

The dean was in Suizi and her spouse’s grip, for Suizi had gone to complain to the dean with all the fervor of a spirit medium.

Before, Suizi had tolerated the cafeteria’s harpies gossiping about professor Su, but now that they had caused him to faint repeatedly, were they stripping him for parts like some cash cow?

On one hand, the dean valued talent—Su Zhe was indeed the live mascot of the school, an unshakeable banner, and he genuinely feared for his health due to his dedication to research.

On the other, he was intimidated by the formidable "maiden’s family".

He had no choice but to cooperate in Suizi’s and her husband’s act, packing Su Zhe off.

Su Zhe thus moved into his senior sister’s home, with Yu Jingting helping with the luggage, which was mostly comprised of utensils and manuscripts rather than clothes.

It was said that the senior sister’s father, upon meeting his idol, was overjoyed like a fifty-year-old baby, buzzing around Su Zhe and his voice sweetening by several degrees.

And as for Su Zhe himself, he didn’t have high demands on where to live and was impressed with the senior sister’s pie, amounting to a "mutual rush".

After hearing the story, Wang Cuihua rubbed her hands together in glee. Then, something suddenly occurred to her.

"Suizi, how old is the little senior sister this year?"

"26, 27 by traditional count."

"That’s not much younger than Su Zhe. Does she have a partner?" The world of middle-aged women is simple—spot two people of suitable age and they start thinking of matching them up.

"No, she was just telling me the other day to help her look around—you’re not thinking of matching her with Su Zhe, are you? How could that be possible?"

Suizi hadn’t even considered this possibility.

"Why not? Su Zhe is talented, and the little senior sister’s dad is a chemistry teacher—that’s a perfect match right there. 27 isn’t young by our hometown’s standards; kids should be in primary school by that age."

"These two... their personalities don’t match, do they?" Suizi truly couldn’t imagine what it would look like for these two people in her life to date.

His sister was brash and blunt, speaking without a filter or beating around the bush.

For instance, when she asked Suizi to introduce her to potential suitors, where other girls might be coy, hinting subtly, she was straightforward—even considering going to a roller rink to find guys.

If it hadn’t been for Suizi’s intervention, she might have actually done it.

"You haven’t even let them interact, how do you know they’re not a good match? Look, the little senior sister managed to get into a graduate program, which means she’s smart, right? Our Su Zhe became a professor and a scientist at such a young age—two smart people like that are right in line with the country’s advocacy for better breeding," said Wang Cuihua.

Visions of several mini Su Zhes appeared before Wang Cuihua’s eyes—a houseful of scientists, oh!

"Aren’t you being a tad too optimistic? Throwing those two single-minded types together, we don’t know if they’d have smart kids or not. They might just end up raising a house full of adorably dense children," said Yu Jingting, who still found it strange—a woman giving away a pie to someone she’s never met, and a man who’d willingly eat a pie from a stranger.

Wang Cuihua slapped him on the back.

"You don’t wish Su Zhe well, do you? I think this idea could work, Suizi, take it to heart and check with the junior teacher when you can. If she’s interested, I’ll speak to her parents about it."

"Have you even asked for Su Zhe’s opinion? You’re arranging his marriage?" Yu Jingting muttered.

Another merciless slap from his mother and, at his side, Si Ye watched his son get hit with a chuckle. His son had stubbornly held onto his sarcastic wit for years and had somehow become quite adept at taking a beating.

"What’s there for Su Zhe to dislike, being given such a great maiden, wouldn’t he be grinning in his blanket?"

"I’m afraid he might throw sulfuric acid on your face, really, he seems easy-going, but he’s actually very contrary."

Bobo, who had been nibbling on a chicken drumstick, suddenly spoke up.

"Godfather isn’t contrary, he’s romantic."

"...???" Suizi and her husband were both stunned.

Luoluo nodded in agreement.

"Tell godfather not to be sad, if no one marries him, I will when I grow up."

Suizi shoved a chicken drumstick into her mouth.

"Calm down, if your godfather heard this, he’d probably be so scared his legs would give out, and he’d buy a standing ticket to flee Beijing overnight, never daring to come back."

Luoluo pouted, she wasn’t as scary as her mother was saying.

"When we went to play last time, godfather made sparkler flowers for us with a bunch of messy things, so pretty."

"It’s aluminum powder and iron oxide. When ignited, they reacted and produced molten iron," Bobo recited, having remembered everything Su Zhe told him.

"Good heavens..." Suizi was dumbfounded, such a dangerous experiment, and Su Zhe used it to entertain kids?

That day, Suizi and her family were detained and couldn’t pick up the kids on time. The children stayed in the laboratory with Su Zhe until very late. Luoluo wanted to see stars, but it was overcast.

Su Zhe found a concrete container and made "stars" for the children in this way.

Luoluo liked snowflakes, and Su Zhe made her a permanent "snowflake" that never melted with borax and hot water, and it was even colorful. It’s still placed by Luoluo’s bedside.

"When I grow up, I’m going to marry a good man like him. If godfather doesn’t want me, my brother can marry him too."

"Cough cough! Your brother is a boy, how can he marry?" Suizi couldn’t help but laugh.

"Just let him wear a dress and a wig, if godfather is so great, why can’t he get married?"

The drumstick in Bobo’s hand didn’t taste as good anymore, he would definitely not wear a dress.

Luoluo turned to him and persuaded, "Then you let godfather wear a dress?"

The more they spoke, the more absurd it got, and the adults ended up laughing so hard that their stomachs hurt.

"Maiden, your godfather is a friend of our family; we can’t repay kindness with ingratitude."

Suizi didn’t even know how to teach the child anymore, her heart was in the right place and her ideas were kind, but implementing them was a bit tricky.

Luoluo gnawed at her drumstick, looking lonely and on the verge of crying. After holding it in for a while, she said:

"Then you need to find him a woman as good as my mom, you can’t bully him."

Bobo nodded, rarely in sync with his exuberant sister’s line of thought.

"Destiny can’t be rushed, I’ll test out my junior sister’s feelings and act accordingly."

Suizi felt that compared to the idea of Su Zhe wearing a dress to "marry" Bobo, introducing her junior sister to Su Zhe didn’t seem so far-fetched anymore.

Indeed, everything is relative.

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