I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 987 The Root of the Old Crock Sauerkraut

Chapter 987: Chapter 987 The Root of the Old Crock Sauerkraut

"That guy, dressed in all sorts of colorful clothes, with a shifty look in his eyes, you can tell he’s no good just by looking at him."

Yu Jingting had not forgotten this matter.

If it hadn’t been for the interruption of Xiao Pang’s competition, he would have already asked Suizi about it.

He was very brooding over the fact that he had been likened to a flashy guy.

Suizi thought for a few seconds before slapping her forehead.

"Oh, he is..."

Suizi leaned into Yu Jingting’s ear, whispering so that only the two of them could hear, as she began to introduce the man’s background.

She had also seen information about this man in future financial reports, a tough character indeed.

It wasn’t detailed what he started out doing, but eventually, he ended up in real estate, ranking almost the same as Yu Jingting on the wealth list.

"Just seen on reports?" Yu Jingting asked.

Suizi nodded, how else would it be?

She had seen a famous person from the future and thought of sharing it with Yu Jingting.

"There are so many people introduced in the newspapers, how come you remember him? Oh no, and you recognized him at a glance, tsk tsk tsk."

The last three "tsk" sounds were so sour they could pickle sauerkraut—old tank sauerkraut "Gengen"!

"Because at first glance, you two have a similar vibe, and your rankings are so close, seeing you means I have to look at him, how could I not have a deep impression... You’re not jealous, are you?"

Suizi finally caught on.

Turns out this guy had been silently nursing a cup of vinegar all afternoon?

"Ha! Me, jealous? What do I have to be jealous of!"

Yu Jingting would rather die than admit it, turning the tables on Suizi.

"I was thinking, let’s go to the mall this week, get you a pair of glasses and buy some chrysanthemum tea, goji berries, and stuff like that to protect your eyesight."

"My eyes are fine."

"I think you’re nearsighted, otherwise, why would you insist I look like a flashy toad? Look at him, he’s not as tall as me, not as handsome, with such poor sense of dressing. Dressing taste directly relates to personal character, look at him dressed like a moth, is that a decent person?"

"Why not a butterfly?"

"Butterfly? That would be to his benefit, does he deserve it? He’s nothing but a moth, shedding dust the moment it flies."

Just because Suizi mentioned that the two men had similar auras, Yu Jingting could not wait to stomp his rival into the dust.

"Pfft, your mouth is really something..."

Suizi hadn’t finished laughing when he pulled her close for a kiss that nearly left her breathless.

The fellow relied on the lung capacity he had built up from playing the suona to bully her fiercely.

Only after her lips had swollen did he finally let her go.

"What about my mouth? I just brushed my teeth!"

"..." Shameless.

Suizi kept her criticism to herself, mainly because she was too timid.

"What’s with that expression?" Yu Jingting narrowed his eyes. She probably thinks her lips aren’t swollen enough, does she?

Suizi shook her head obediently, she certainly wouldn’t offer herself up for that.

"I was actually thinking let you take a look at him, and find an opportunity to collaborate in the future—ah!"

Suizi cried out in alarm as Yu Jingting pounced on her, beyond all restraint!

"What are you doing! The light! The door! The kids haven’t come over to say goodnight!"

Suizi patted him in panic.

While Yu Jingting was tugging at her clothes, he yelled, "Eldest son!"

"Dad, what’s the matter?" Dongdong’s room was the closest to Suizi’s bedroom.

"Watch the two younger siblings, there’s no need to come over to say goodnight, good night~"

Yu Jingting pressed a hand on Suizi while pulling the lamp cord with the other, thinking, "It takes a thousand days to nurture a child, but only a moment to use them."

...

"Suizi, who has upset you?" The next day, as Suizi accompanied her senior sister to shop for furniture, the sister noticed that Suizi seemed different from usual.

"It’s nothing, I just didn’t rest well." Suizi replied verbally, but in her mind, she thought, who else could make her so depressed if not that overreacting Yu Tiegen?

"Rest is indeed very important. Old Su’s back isn’t great, I was thinking of buying cotton, having someone make a thick mattress."

The senior sister was preparing for her new home; Su Zhe was about to get his apartment soon, and whenever she had time, she’d drag Suizi along to help with the decision-making.

With Suizi’s good eye, the small and big items she helped pick were very much liked by her sister and brother-in-law.

The cotton was quickly purchased, and the fabric for the ’dragon and phoenix’ wedding quilt brought by the sister was left with the tailor. Once the cotton was quilted, they were responsible for making it, and after it was done, it could be taken straight back home.

Normally, such things would be handled by the bride’s mother, but her sister’s mom wasn’t handy with crafts, and the sister herself wasn’t skilled either, so they simply paid for the convenience.

After the important errands were finished, Suizi looked ahead and spotted a Simmons mattress.

"Come on, let’s check it out," Suizi urged, pulling her sister over.

The sister pressed down on it with her hand a couple of times.

"It’s so soft, it looks pretty good."

She looked pleased but didn’t dare to ask the price.

She had heard of such mattresses, they were something only families with tens of thousands of dollars could afford, and her family, with Old Su the intellectual, needed to be frugal.

"May I try it?" Suizi asked the sales clerk.

Seeing the mattress covered with a plastic film and thinking it wouldn’t get dirty, she wanted to give it a try.

The most expensive mattress on the market now was the Simmons, with its springs, and Yu Jingting had already been pestering Suizi about replacing theirs for a long time.

He claimed it was out of concern for Suizi’s hard work studying, wanting her to have delicate sleep.

But Suizi knew the flowery thoughts inside his head.

During her trip to the Special Zone to visit him, the hotel’s spring mattress had seen Yu Jingting quite active, as he cursed the wicked capitalism that invented such a thing while thoroughly enjoying himself.

Because the memory was too vivid, Suizi had been finding various excuses to reject his insincere suggestions.

Who knew who would really benefit from such a purchase?

But today Suizi’s back hurt, and, too prideful to tell her senior sister, had marched such a long way, and upon seeing the Simmons, felt tempted to try it.

If it was as good as the one she had experienced in the hotel, she would buy two, one for her own room and one for her mother-in-law’s.

The kids were young; they didn’t need such luxurious sleep.

As Suizi was calculating in her mind, she saw a sales clerk, knitting needles tucked under her arm, come over and gave Suizi a once-over with her eyelids, saying in a weird tone:

"You just need to press it with your hand, no need to try it."

"I’d still like to experience it for myself," Suizi replied, not revealing her true motive.

This kind of Simmons mattress had springs inside.

There are many types of springs, and if it’s made with connected springs, although the mattress feels soft to sleep on, the iron wires and bars are welded together and can make a particularly loud creaking noise during some double-person activities.

Suizi didn’t want others to hear the noise from their room with so many children at home.

So she wanted to personally test it to see if it made any noise.

It should have been a simple request, but the sales clerk wouldn’t even look at her properly, and Suizi even heard her snort through her nostrils.

The disdain was unmistakable.

"This is a major brand, a mattress cost 250 here, if you can’t afford it, don’t try it. The cotton mattress across the way would do just fine for you to make a bed."

The senior sister wasn’t pleased to hear this, but Suizi chuckled.

She thought of her man.

If Yu Jingting were here, he’d surely say—

"What 250, I think you’re the 250."

A pleasant male voice came from behind Suizi, she turned around, but it wasn’t Yu Jingting she saw.