I’m Chasing Rough Guys at 80s

Fan Huang, who was enthusiastically pursued by the two children, was a little flattered. It wasn't until the baby, full of milk fragrance, arrived in his arms that he felt a faint sense of reality lingering in his heart.

Seeing that her younger brother was being hugged, Luoluo tried her best anxiously, Suizi put her into Fan Huang's arms, and Luoluo was satisfied.

Both Wang Cuihua and Yu Shuisheng felt that it was quite novel, and wondered if this was the power of blood relationship?

These two twins are still a bit aloof to the outside world, and it is difficult to see them so enthusiastic on weekdays.

Suizi and his wife were not so surprised.

The last time the twins flattered them so much was because they flattered Su Zhe.

Suizi even had a feeling of "well, this is a good match". The two children of her family seem to have an extraordinary sense of smell for big shots, and they can always accurately please big shots.

No matter how big a person is, it is always difficult to control in front of a cute baby, and Fan Huang, who calls the wind and rain, is no exception.

Luoluo kissed him, almost wanting to melt his heart. She was really not wearing anything, so she took off the pen she was carrying with her and gave it to Luoluo to play with.

"This won't work, it's too expensive." Suizi hurriedly stopped him.

Others see it as an ordinary pen, but Suizi can recognize it at a glance, it is a gold pen.

"It's okay, let her play if she likes it—has the child's name been chosen?" Fan Huang can't put it down for the two children now.

"Old Yu's family has reached their generation, and it should be the generation with the word 'Fu'."

Wang Cuihua's words shocked Fan Huang.

Although the word Fu has a good meaning, it is very silly no matter how it is used in the name.

The golden baby who was taken in before was named Yu Caifu.

Fan Huang couldn't imagine that such a cute baby in his arms might have a name like "Happiness" and "Dafu".

"But Suizi thinks it's too big and inappropriate to use such things as fortune and wealth in the name."

Fan Huang breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Suizi with satisfaction. Li Jun really did not train her in vain. This poetry, song and Fu studies are all used to fool her mother-in-law, right?

She doesn't think it's "too big", does she think it's too earthy?

"My son's name is Yu Junzhao," Suizi said.

"A gentleman has lived for thousands of years, Jieer Zhaoming, that's right."

Fan Huang nodded in satisfaction, and realized that it was a name taken from a poem. It was bright and beautiful without losing its grandeur. It was a good name, indeed like a name that Suizi would choose.

"Where's the daughter?"

"In no time."

"Whose idea?" Fan Huang asked. This is not Suizi's style.

"I said it, doesn't it sound nice?" Yu Jingting Bei'er was proud, "My daughter is so good-looking, isn't she perfect? ​​I wanted my son to be called Wuxie, but Suizi disagreed."

Fan Huang nodded, yes, he also disagreed.

"I originally wanted to name my child Yu Meili or Yu Jue Sei, but Suizi said that those who are usually called beautiful and beautiful are ugly, so I reluctantly named my child Wuxia."

When Fan Huang heard that he still wanted to name the child Damei, he instantly felt that it would be nice to call him Wuxia.

"Just by listening to the name, you know it was taken out of the poem?" Wang Cuihua was amazed.

There are so many people who have heard the names of her two grandchildren, and only Fan Huang can open his mouth to tell the source, which is really amazing.

"There is a blood relationship, so there is a tacit understanding." Yu Jingting seemed to say casually, but it made the room instantly quiet.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that the sauerkraut jar needs to be moved, his father, Tie Gen, come and help me."

Wang Cuihua dragged the elders of the old Yu's family up, Jiaojiao was already asleep, so she didn't participate in the banquet.

Only Suizi and the two little babies were left in the room, and Fan Huang was sitting face to face with her.

Suizi wanted to drink a glass of wine to strengthen her courage, but when she saw the two babies, she endured it again.

The two children no longer rely on breast milk as their staple food, but they still eat some every day. For the sake of food safety for the children, Suizi cannot drink alcohol.

So she grabbed the bowl, used the rice soup in the bowl as wine, and downed it in one gulp, as if this would strengthen her cowardice.

"Do you have something to tell me?" Fan Huang asked.

"I want to know why you weren't with my mother back then."

Suozi pretended that she had drunk too much so that she would not be too nervous to ask questions.

"Your mother was in love with my younger brother back then. I thought they would be together. During this period, some accidents happened. I was transferred to another place. It was inconvenient to write letters. By the time I found out, your mother had already married that so-and-so .”

This section of Suizi sounded both familiar and unfamiliar.

The reason why I say familiar is because there are many plots in it, and she has heard them from various channels.

But it's unfamiliar, but it's because Fan Huang's words imply that he had no relationship with Chen Lijun at the beginning.

That's where the problem comes—

"Aren't you my father?" Suizi had been holding back this sentence for a long time, and finally said it with the power of "rice soup".

"If you don't object, I will treat you as my own, provided that your mother agrees to marry me."

Bang Dang, a huge thunder hit Suizi on the head.

The ears are numb.

The bowl in his hand fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Suozi's dull expression lasted until the lights were turned off.

Sitting on the bed, all he could think of was Fan Huang's extremely sincere expression. It could be seen that he really wanted to marry her mother.

The problem is. Her direction of finding her father has always been wrong? !

"Hey! I'm back to my senses~" Yu Jingting stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her, looking at the tassels as if he lost his soul, Yu Jingting took the newspaper on the table, tore off one, and took out a match to light it.

Suizi shuddered and hurriedly pressed him.

"What are you doing?!"

"Aren't you scared out of your wits? I'll burn some newspapers for you to suppress the shock." Yu Jingting thought that she was frightened by Chen Kaide and wanted to use local methods to help her suppress the shock.

Suozi snatched the match.

"Back then you used this method to take my soul, and it set my hair on fire."

Her hair was so easy to raise, but she couldn't let him burn it anymore.

"Then I take the spoon and knock on the door frame?"

When one trick failed, he changed another trick, which is a folk method used to "recover the soul" of a frightened person.

"I wasn't scared at all, I was just too surprised." Suizi didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment.

He looked in the direction of the room with complicated eyes.

Fan Huang was drunk by Yu Jingting, an unreliable thing, and would collapse in the guest room, sleeping unconscious.

"Hey, the little tadpole looked around for his mother. He thought he was the cub of the frog, but found out that the toad was his own father. Can't stand the excitement?"

"You! Hate! Hate!" Suozi glared at him vigorously.

Although this guy's metaphor is a bit annoying, it really fits Suizi's mood at the moment.

She had always thought that Fan Huang was her father, but unexpectedly, he denied it.

According to Fan Huang's meaning, she is very likely to be the child of Fan Hui, the No. 1 scumbag in the world.

This blow was a bit big for Suoko.

If Fan Huang was her real father, she could still accept it.

But Fan Hui, the super king of the sea, Suizi felt irritated when he thought about it.

"It's over, I have the gene of a scumbag in my blood, will I also be a scumbag? Is it possible for me to look for men everywhere in the future, looking for the unbearable lightness in life?"

Suizi’s passage comes from Kundera’s The Unbearable Lightness of Being. It’s a philosophical novel. Have you read it?