I’m Chasing Rough Guys at 80s

Why are you so careless? I'll get a rag. Chen Lijun quickly stood up.

Suizi looked at her back and said to Jingting:

Look at her, isn't she very guilty?

Yu Jingting grinned.

Hurry up and drink the soup, our mother will miss you again if you don't finish drinking.

Suizi pursed her lips and sipped the soup.

Yu Jingting touched his chin when Suizi was out of sight.

The mother-in-law's reaction was indeed suspicious.

But a smart man would never discuss the love history of his mother-in-law with his wife.

The mother-in-law, get well soon after the fight, and scratch him together when they turn around, who can he talk to for reasoning?

Suizi drank a bowl of soup for almost ten minutes, and Chen Lijun waited for her to finish drinking before returning.

Mom, you're too slow, Jingting has been cleaned up—by the way, where did you just say?

Suizi was still thinking about asking Fan Huang about it.

Why do you put so many stones under the bed? Chen Lijun tactically changed the subject.

Bending down, picked up a rough jadeite from under the bed.

Mom, will you read these? I got them all from the border.

Yu Jingting cooperated with his mother-in-law to change the topic.

The two women pinched each other when they met, and he was caught in the middle, always ready to sideline.

I don't know much about rough stones, but you can take a look at the finished products. Chen Lijun glanced at her son-in-law with satisfaction, and this kid was very knowledgeable.

There is only one finished product.

Yu Jingting took out the small box and took out the wrench inside.

Suizi had forgotten about this in the past few days when she came back, and she was also curious when she saw Yu Jingting take out the finger.

Chen Lijun took the finger puller and turned it back and forth twice.

This kind of quality is perfect and flawless, and the top-quality black jade with good water head is expensive. Do you know how high the probability of this is?

Under the gaze of Suizi and Yu Jingting, Chen Lijun told the probability.

millionth.

Out of every one million rough stones, only such a large top-quality product can be produced.

Where did you get it? With the current financial resources of both of you, even if you sell this fat girl, you can't afford it.

Chen Lijun compared the tassels.

The fat girl who was named stared round her eyes: If you think I'm fat, don't make pig's trotter soup! Drinking that stuff can make you fat?

Seeing that they were about to pinch again, Yu Jingting hurriedly acted as a peacemaker and separated the two women.

I didn't buy this, I got it from Lao Wang Bazi.

He gambled on stones at the border, and had conflicts with Hu Siye, the underground boss of the local stall.

In the beginning, he cut off the seller who mocked him.

The seller asked Si Ye to come forward, and Hu Si Ye sent a group of people to ambush in Jingting, but Yu Jingting killed him and tied him up on the tree.

After Yu Jingting finished tying up the people, he thought that the money given by Suizi hadn't been spent yet, and his wife said that he would not let him go home until the money was spent.

Another stall was changed, and a pile of stones were cut, and there were ups and downs, but generally speaking, it was profitable.

When buying bright materials, I happened to hear the boss who cut the materials chatting with someone, saying that the fourth master's fingers were polished, Yu Jingting heard it, huh?

By the way, which fourth master?

Going back to him over there is the mighty Fourth Master Hu.

Very good, Yu Jingting is worried that he won't be able to find this old bastard, isn't this here?

I just threw the leftovers from our house into his ring box, and it came back.

Mom, is it enough for him to steal this amount of finger rings? Suizi asked Chen Lijun.

Chen Lijun shook her head.

How could it be stealing? The two boxes were put together, and our Jingting accidentally took the wrong one. Subjectively, there is no criminal intent, understand?

Suizi pouted.

I'm not afraid that gangsters know martial arts, but I'm afraid that gangsters have culture.

Her mother is a cultured female hooligan.

I also left a note in the box.

??? Suizi suddenly had a bad premonition.

It's too common to call the wind and call the rain, Hu Silang, a fool in the world. If you want to ask who I am, your father is Yu Jialang. Im your father.

Yu Jialang = Yu Jiahao Erlang

Yu Jingting complacently read out his doggerel.

. Suizi was silent for a long time, then suddenly folded her hands together and muttered something.

Thank God, it's a gift from heaven that this guy came back alive and whole.

Chen Lijun thought about this doggerel, and nodded with satisfaction.

Jing Ting has made great progress in the past six months. He can swear in English. Excellent.

Mom! You're still praising him?! What's going on? He's on someone else's turf, single-handedly picking on someone else's boss! It's a miracle of life to come back alive and not have his legs broken!

Suizi was furious and reached out to pinch Jingting's ear.

Yu Jingting cleverly hid behind his mother-in-law, and Chen Lijun patted Suizi's hand off.

People who are in confinement are blah, I think you don't want to take good care of your body, lie there, close your eyes and rest, don't think about it.

Suizi took a deep breath, very good, these two are fighting together?

Mother! Jing Ting bullied me! Suizi shouted angrily and dantian.

Summoning: true mother-in-law's love!

Wang Cuihua rushed over with her granddaughter in her arms.

She had just bathed the little girl, put the sweet-smelling baby next to the tassels, and gave Yu Jingting a palm with her backhand.

Why did you provoke Suizi?! Suizi was so angry that he gave milk and chopped you up to feed the child?

Hey, that can't be done, my grandson will have diarrhea after eating this unclean thing. Chen Lijun chimed in.

Yu Jingting looked at his mother-in-law helplessly——Where did you come from?

This time it was Suizi who was triumphant, hehehe, let him make love there, he deserved it! Betrayal!

Yu Jingting stared at Suizi, Suizi made faces at him.

Chen Lijun didn't bother to talk to this naive little couple, and walked out with Wang Cuihua on her arm.

Don't pay attention to this pair of two hundred and five, Cuihua, I'll help you wash your bobos—by the way, Chen Hansui, you uneducated fat girl, why did you give these two children such a strange nickname?

Bobo is the boy's nickname of Suizi's family, and the girl's name is Luoluo.

It didn't feel like a problem at first.

Chen Lijun called Shunkou, and found that the combination is radish.

After learning so many poems and songs, and studying for so many years, I finally chose a carrot as my name.

A bad name is easy to support, and it can be regarded as being in the same line as their father.

Suizi pointed at Yu Jingting.

Big Carrot's baby, what's your name if it's not Little Carrot?

After a while, the clean Bobo was also sent back. The child fell asleep during the bath and didn't wake up after washing.

Luoluo was full of energy, and was being hugged by her father and dangled around the room.

Look at how beautiful my eldest daughter is. When I grow up, I will be fascinated by a bunch of brats. Come on, my father calls you English, im your father~

Yu Jingting hugged his daughter and babbled, finally told the little girl that he was sleepy, and fell asleep with his little eyelids closed together.

Putting the daughter next to the son, looking at the sleeping mother, and then at the two children, Yu Jingting proudly put his hips on his hips, feeling that his life had reached its peak.

While Suizi was asleep, Yu Jingting slipped out and found Chen Lijun who was studying confinement meals with a recipe, handed him a cigarette, and politely ordered it.

Mom, what does Fan Huang have to do with you?

Isn't the question too direct? Chen Lijun raised her eyebrows.

Oh, let me ask this in a more euphemistic way—who is my daughter-in-law's real father?

Thank you Xun_Xun Lianxia for the 5000 coins, thank jojozxm for the 5000 coins, thank nanmuyuan for the 1500 coins, and thank afrashui for the 500 coins. In the afternoon, there may be more updates, but it may not be possible after all. How about it, is the author's doggerel writing level comparable to Yu Tiegen's?