I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 999 Looking at Your Shallow Appearance

Chapter 999: Chapter 999 Looking at Your Shallow Appearance

"Hey, guys."

Chen Tong sneaked a glance outside to make sure that Suizi was in the study researching and writing her paper, then he reassuredly said to the kids doing homework in the room.

"Have you noticed that ever since sister Suizi lost her voice, she has become even more intimidating?"

Dongdong didn’t even look up, just paused with the hand holding his pen, his mom was his idol, he definitely wouldn’t join in on this kind of topic.

The two Little Luobos shook their heads in unison; their mom was so gentle, what was there to be scared of?

Jiaojiao threw an eraser at Chen Tong.

"It’s always you who talks too much! Have you finished your homework? Have you copied out your calligraphy? If you have, bring it here and let me see."

Chen Tong didn’t dare to cross Jiaojiao, so he sat down and continued to copy his calligraphy, but he still muttered under his breath, "It really is scary, she’s even more like a homeroom teacher now, and I shudder with just one look from her."

Suizi was ordered by the doctor not to speak for three days due to swollen vocal cords.

Today just happened to be the third day.

Chen Tong felt that sister Suizi’s eyes could speak; just one glance at him seemed as gentle as asking, "Have you finished your homework?"

It was even worse than when she could speak. As everyone knows, the homeroom teacher’s silent gaze is the most suffocating.

Although Jiaojiao had suppressed Chen Tong, she actually felt the same way.

She mulled over it while memorizing her piano score on the side, wondering what was going on.

When other people can’t speak, they appear pitiful, like frail white flowers fluttering in the mountain breeze, delicate and unable to fend for themselves.

When her sister-in-law couldn’t speak, she resembled a carnivorous plant rooted in the Tropical Rainforest, specifically preying on those naughty kids who couldn’t finish their homework.

Jiaojiao shivered and patted her chest in a hurry.

What was she afraid of? She was the darling who always finished her homework and came first in exams, both studious and virtuous.

"How should I describe this feeling?" Jiaojiao murmured to herself.

The chubby one sitting on the cushion, legs crossed, holding a book of chess strategies, didn’t even lift his head as he suggested:

"Is there a possibility that sister Suizi has always been a sharp person, just that her voice was too gentle, reducing her natural edge?"

Jiaojiao slapped her forehead, "Oh my goodness, Chubby is so mighty. That’s exactly it."

Chubby put down the chess book with a hint of resignation, "Jiaojiao, can you call me by my normal name?"

Jiaojiao shook her head; that was out of the question, she couldn’t separate herself from the masses.

Chubby had won the Go championship and became the youngest 9-dan in the country.

Not only did he become one of only two ’VIPs’ permitted to use the cushion in the Yu Family children’s study room (the other VIP being Jiaojiao), but in the children’s minds, his status leapt from ’Chubby Bro (or Uncle)’ to ’Chubby Master’.

Whether it was Little Luobo or Jiaojiao, they both called him ’Chubby Master.’ Rank and hierarchy didn’t matter; what mattered was highlighting his status.

Perhaps being called ’Chubby Master’ so often, Chubby Master himself began to feel the weight of being an icon, constantly holding himself to the ’Master’s’ standards, such as the decisive moment being discussed right now.

Normally, Suizi would give off a very gentle and good-tempered impression, and when neighbours talked about her, the first thing that came to mind was ’quiet and elegant.’

This had a lot to do with Suizi’s voice.

It was soft and tender, without any sharpness, not aggressive.

Even when she spoke, it was slow and unhurried, truly harmless.

Now that she couldn’t speak, without the guise of a gentle voice, Suizi conveyed her thoughts only through her eyes; if you guessed correctly, it was fine; guess wrong, and she would look at you with a brimming smile, creating an immense sense of pressure.

"My mom is a very gentle person, you know." Luoluo, sitting on a small stool, was doing kindergarten craft homework, an eggshell lacquer painting.

"Painting a gorilla?" Chen Tong craned his neck to see the chicken egg adorned with a creature resembling a furry monster.

"The homework is my mom! You’re the gorilla!" Luoluo stuck out her tongue at him.

"Your mom... isn’t very gentle either, right? She just made you stand in the corner as punishment."

Luoluo sighed.

"That’s because I got into a fight with a classmate. Why would she punish me if I didn’t do anything wrong?"

"If you don’t bother her, she won’t bother you," Bobo, who was sitting nearby not lifting his head, added to his sister’s words.

To the boy and girl twins, Suizi, whether she could speak or not, was always a gentle mom.

Bobo’s eggshell had no drawings on it; a brush and ink stood in front of him.

On the sheet of white paper beside him, several characters were scrawled haphazardly, practiced repeatedly, which looked like he intended to write well before transferring them onto the eggshell.

But this child seemed to possess a bit of Suizi’s perfectionism, writing many characters, none to his satisfaction.

"Quick to take offence?" Dongdong read the words on Bobo’s paper.

"Yeah." Bobo nodded.

"But isn’t your homework ’My Mother’?"

"Drawing and calligraphy are just mediums; it’s fine as long as you convey the same meaning. That’s what mom taught me," Bobo said, sounding like a little adult, very serious.

In his heart, ’Mom’ was the most befitting of those four characters—talking about temperament, it had to be better than his sister drawing a gorilla, right?

"Let me write it for you." Dongdong, seeing that Bobo had been practicing to no avail, offered to help.

Bobo shook his head.

"One must do their own tasks."

Chen Tong watched from the side, curling his lips disapprovingly.

"Who did you inherit your obstinacy from?"

"My mom." Bobo continued to practice diligently, casually tossing him a slight retort, "Would you dare to say she’s obstinate in front of her?"

Chen Tong was at a loss for words.

That, he indeed wouldn’t dare.

Though Suizi never laid a finger on anyone, but...

Thinking of that husband of hers, fiercely protective of his wife, Chen Tong hurriedly sat up straight and said earnestly to Bobo, "Bobo, do you want some bubble gum? I’ve got some here."

"Bribery! If there’s enough for one, there must be enough for all!" Luoluo extended her hand generously from nearby.

The door received three rhythmic knocks.

The children immediately sat up straight, adopting the stance they used to deal with surprise inspections from the homeroom teacher at school.

"Sister-in-law, please come in." Jiaojiao’s call was full of the authority of a class leader.

Suizi entered with a fruit platter, smiling as she saw each child pretending to be engrossed in reading.

Once a homeroom teacher, she was well aware of the kids’ usual behavior when not under scrutiny.

As a parent, there had to be some understanding with the children; when it was time to feign ignorance, one had to play the part.

"Mom, look, does it look like you?" Luoluo held up her gorilla eggshell. "Look, this is me and my brother."

Suizi looked closely and laughed, though with a touch of strain.

Poor kids.

To have to paint not only a gorilla, but also two stick figures on such a small eggshell.

Children’s enthusiasm is most precious, so Suizi nodded in encouragement.

Whether a gorilla or stick figures, at least they resembled humans, right?

Yu Jingting came over with a dark expression to find Suizi. Seeing her chatting happily with the children, his face darkened even further.

"Come here." He reached out and grabbed Suizi’s wrist, leading her out of the room.

The door closed with a forceful sound.

It made the painting on the wall tremble.

"The brother-in-law wouldn’t hit Suizi, would he?" Chen Tong started to fret, while Ma Dong was also melancholic about how to break up the fight.

Jiaojiao yawned.

"Look at you guys, with your naïveté! My sister-in-law doesn’t need your concern; you’d be better off finishing your homework instead of worrying needlessly."

After saying this, Jiaojiao then muttered softly to herself, "Seeing my brother in such a rage, I think whoever upset him outside is probably in for some bad luck."

Her gentle sister-in-law could never bear to see her brother upset; her sister-in-law didn’t usually lift a finger, but when she did, wouldn’t her moves be ruthless?