I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 968 A Bit Less of What You Think

Chapter 968: Chapter 968 A Bit Less of What You Think

"Flog him, just don’t beat him to death, leave him breathing, however you want to do it is fine."

Chen Tong was so angry that he glared at Yu Jingting, wanting to stand up, suspecting that the guy was taking personal revenge!

Yu Jingting’s large hand pressed on his head, "Criminal, kneel properly!"

"This—Jingting, this has nothing to do with you, why would you..." The fourth uncle dared not to take Yu Jingting’s belt.

On his way here, he had thought that Yu Jingting might protect Chen Tong, this bastard, after all, Chen He was close with Suizi’s family.

The fourth uncle had even thought about a desperate fight to the death, and had a dagger tucked at his waist.

But now that they were being so amicable, he was caught off guard; you don’t hit a smiling face, right?

"I can’t say it has nothing to do with me, this kid has taken a liking to my wife, and we, as a couple, have decided to take him as a younger brother, although it was only decided today, but his previous misdeeds can’t be wiped away with one stroke."

Yu Jingting’s words took the fourth uncle and his wife by surprise.

The fourth aunt couldn’t help but plead, "Jingting, you and Suizi are good people, why recognize such an ungrateful kid? He could drug our child, who knows if he won’t harm you and Suizi in the future."

Not only did the fourth aunt want to ask this, but Chen Tong thought the same in his heart.

He didn’t understand, Yu Jingting clearly disliked him so much, why would he make such a public promise.

"He’s indeed not a good cookie—" Yu Jingting slapped Chen Tong, not satisfied with just using his hand, he then took a whip and lashed at him vigorously.

The force of the strike made the fourth uncle and his wife shudder, it looked so painful.

"However bad a cookie he may be, he’s still a person, my wife doesn’t want to give up on him, so I have to help reform him. I understand you have grievances, if it were my son who was drugged, I would want to rip out the culprit’s heart."

When the fourth uncle and his wife came, they had thoughts of perishing together, but hearing Yu Jingting speak like this, the fourth aunt crumbled, covering her face and crying out loud.

"My son is still so young, what will he do in the future, we’re all relatives, how could you have the heart to be so ruthless?"

"Suizi and I have discussed, letting this bastard make amends for his wrongdoings, he must accompany Chen Duan in exercise every day after school, from now on, if Chen Duan exercises for half an hour, this scumbag must do one hour. If he doesn’t finish, I’ll whip him until Chen Duan returns to a normal weight. All the costs for Chen Duan’s later examinations, we will bear."

Chen Tong had never heard Yu Jingting speak in such a gentle tone—except when being obsequious in front of Suizi and others.

This gave him a more multifaceted perception of Yu Jingting, and something in his heart began to shift.

Seeing her son speak like this, Wang Cuihua immediately followed the rhythm, apologizing to the couple sincerely, mother and daughter both with genuine attitudes.

The fourth uncle and his wife weren’t unreasonable either, it wasn’t fair to say anything more, people often are like this, you show me an inch of respect, I’ll give you back a yard.

What they wanted was an attitude, and with the right attitude in solving the problem and enough sincerity, naturally, they wouldn’t do anything extreme.

The tone of the fourth uncle softened as well, he was quite satisfied with Yu Jingting’s solution, and after agreeing to let Chen Tong accompany Chen Duan in losing weight, the couple left.

On the side, the overweight aunt yearning to stir trouble saw the fourth uncle and his wife leave, hastily approached Yu Jingting saying:

"Tiegen, why have you become so soft? Where’s that commanding presence you used to have back in our village?"

She had been looking forward to seeing Yu Tiegen fight with the couple, but this is it?

"Oh, you want to see me look commanding? That’s easy," Yu Jingting walked up to the bicycle parked at the door, which the plump aunt had ridden over.

He took a silver hairpin from his mother’s hair, and with its sharp end, aimed at the plump aunt’s bicycle tire.

Plump Aunt: ?????

Psssh~

The rear tire was punctured, the air all escaping.

"Is that commanding enough? Oh, not enough? Let’s do more..."

Yu Jingting then went around to the front tire and did the same, puncturing it too—pop!

"You!!" The chubby aunt was about to explode with rage.

After puncturing the tire, Yu Jingting reinserted the hairpin into his mother’s hair and spread his hands wide.

"Enjoying the show? If you don’t leave now, what I’ll puncture won’t be a bicycle anymore—get out!"

The chubby aunt beat a hasty retreat.

This street hoodlum had come into town and hadn’t changed a bit, still as fierce as ever, yikes!

"You..." Chen Tong looked at Yu Jingting, finding himself increasingly unable to comprehend the man before him.

He was clearly fearless and unafraid of anything, yet just now he had been so submissive to his uncle-in-law?

"When you’re in the right, even if Mount Tai was bearing down on your head, you shouldn’t bend your knees, just get it over with. But if you’re in the wrong, then you must take responsibility. You caused the trouble, you must see it through."

Yu Jingting reached out and flicked Chen Tong on the forehead.

"Grow some sense, and stop causing my wife to get upset."

"Why are you so good to me..." He didn’t understand, Yu Jingting didn’t need to say any of this to him.

His body was in pain, the places hit by Yu Jingting’s belt were burning with agony, but something lit up inside him.

It was a fatherly love he had never felt before; Chen He had never educated him like this.

"Who the hell is being nice to you? I’m doing this for the sake of my wife, understand? If I marry her, I have to make her happy every day. Women get wrinkles when they’re angry, and you damn thing don’t deserve to give my wife even one extra line on her forehead."

Yu Jingting raised his hand and flicked Chen Tong’s head a few more times, hard. The kid said he was being nice, so he’d be "nicer" still.

"I thought that her not being with you would be better." Chen Tong mumbled to himself.

Yu Jingting knocked even harder.

"You thought? Who are you, huh? How does what you think matter? Did you cram all your postdoctoral knowledge into a dog’s stomach? You’re no different from that chubby woman just now."

"What do you mean?"

Chen Tong looked at Yu Jingting with unfocused eyes.

"That chubby woman thinks that saving a chicken drumstick for her kid is showing love, always hanging ’I’m doing this for your own good’ on her lips, huh, if I were her child, I’d rather never eat chicken drumsticks again than hear her droning on about it all the time, so hypocritical! I never pretend. When I’m good to Suizi, it’s not really for her, it’s entirely for myself."

When she was happy, he felt good, so helping her resolve worries essentially was being good to himself, right?

Those parents who say "I’m doing this for your good" to kidnap their children’s wills, have they really asked the kids if they want the chicken drumstick all to themselves?

Everything Yu Jingting did for Suizi, he never felt it was for her; it was always for himself.

When she was happy, her eyes would smile; when she smiled, he would feel damn good. Isn’t the point of living to feel good?

"Cut out your presumptions, you’re not the Goddess Nüwa, and humans aren’t clay figures you created with your urine. What gives you the audacity to think you have the power to dictate someone else’s life?"

These words struck like a thunderbolt on a clear day, clearing the fog in Chen Tong’s mind.

He had thought that taking Suizi away from the Yu Family would be good for her; he thought that Yu Jingting was not a man worthy of Suizi.

But none of these "he thoughts" turned out to be true.

The Phoenix does not alight save on the bough of the Wutong, and the Phoenix in his heart never required him to be that Wutong tree.

"Yu Jingting."

Chen Tong stopped Jingting as he was about to enter the courtyard.

"What, you want to fart again?" Yu Jingting turned around lazily.

"Treat her well in the future, don’t let her worry; make sure she is always as carefree as she is now."

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