How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 53 - Self-Examination_1

53: Chapter 53: Self-Examination_1

53 -53: Self-Examination_1

A week flew by just like that.

After school that day, Li Qiao didn’t wait for Qin Jin and couldn’t find any sign of him after searching the opposite alley.

Couldn’t make it from Digging River Ditch?

After waiting for a few minutes, she started walking home.

Li Jinhua was heading the same way and kept calling her “third sister, third sister.”

Li Qiao ignored her, but she caught up saying, “Third sister, you should’ve calmed down by now, right?”

“I am not your third sister.” Li Qiao stared at her, saying earnestly.

Li Jinhua took it as an angry retort, “I know I was mean, but do you have to be this angry?

Dad told me to invite you home for dinner this week.

He said that if you don’t come, he’ll come to invite you in person.”

“Let him come then, he’s my father after all, and I’ll naturally treat him well.”

Li Jinhua: “….”

Li Qiao passed by the supply and marketing co-op wanting to settle an account, but worried about Qin Jin coming by and repeating the embarrassment, she went straight home.

Li Jinhua nagged her the whole way.

As they were nearing the crossroads, Li Qiao saw Qin Jin riding toward them and excitedly hopped and waved to him, “Jin~”

Qin Jin reached Li Qiao and naturally took the bookbag off her shoulder.

“If I’d known, I wouldn’t have bathed, I’d have come straight to pick you up.

The road is over ten miles, you must be tired, hungry?”

Li Qiao figured that he had dressed up new after getting dirty from digging ditches, to not embarrass her, and it felt good to be cherished by him, so she smiled, “Not tired, not really hungry, walking is no trouble.”

Li Jinhua’s jealousy flared again, especially when facing the Li Qiao who indirectly caused Old Mrs.

Qin’s death and Qin Jin’s lonely end in her previous life, now intent on enjoying the glory and wealth of the Qin family this life.

If Qin Jin couldn’t appreciate what he had, then she couldn’t be blamed for being heartless.

Her devious idea surfaced as she schemed and said, “Brother-in-law, at school, someone hit third sister on the back of her head.”

Li Qiao glared at her, that Li Jinhua really knew how to stir things up!

Was she deliberately telling Qin Jin to provoke his anger?

He’s young and hot-blooded, won’t he end up fighting someone?

What if something happens?

“Who did it?” Qin Jin held Li Qiao, examining the back of her head; her black hair shone, with a scalp white and delicate, nothing else was there.

Li Qiao took a deep breath, casually saying, “It’s all healed.

That night was too dark, the streetlamp dim, don’t know who it was.”

“I suspect it was Hu Xiaobing.

Last week he ridiculed third sister in school, saying she’s marrying a loser.

She was almost crying.”

“Dare to ridicule my wife!

I’ll punch him so hard, if I can’t knock the shit out of him, then he’s really clean!” Qin Jin said and was ready to head toward the school.

Li Qiao stopped him, “Mouths are on other people’s faces, let them say what they want.

If you fight everyone, a day won’t be enough.

Actually, Jinhua is to blame, she started it.”

“Oh, playing the victim first!” Qin Jin turned his bicycle, blocking Li Jinhua’s way.

Li Jinhua instantly went weak in the knees, her tongue twist as she spoke.

That damned Li Qiao had turned the gun on her, cursing Li Qiao a thousand times in her heart.

Yet, she said meekly, “Third, third brother-in-law, you’ve misunderstood.”

“Don’t talk!

I didn’t bring a gas mask today, I’m afraid I can’t block your bad breath.”

Li Jinhua’s face turned red with anger, “I, I, I don’t have bad breath.”

Qin Jin was intimidating, coldly saying, “I’ll give you three breaths to compose a reflection letter to apologize to your third sister for your behavior, or else I’ll beat you today!

And your youngest sister’s crushed face will be even more unbearable to look at.”

Li Qiao’s eyes shone looking at Qin Jin.

He really knew how to curse someone.

Why didn’t she come up with these words?

“Third sister, save me~” Li Jinhua was desperate, she didn’t doubt Qin Jin’s capability to follow through.

Li Qiao looked on leisurely; scared now, aren’t you?

Let’s see if you dare to play tricks again.

She sat on Qin Jin’s bike seat, “Jin, let’s leave it, it won’t look good if I have to explain this to our parents.”

Qin Jin: “Next time you mess with my wife again, see how I’ll deal with you!”

With that said, he took Li Qiao and rode off.

Li Jinhua, frightened, eventually regained her composure and cursed, “Blinded by lust!”

….

On the rural path, a bicycle moved at a steady pace forward.

The wind whipped up the green waves of wheat in the fields, moving like a surging emerald carpet.

Li Qiao was in high spirits, whistling away.

Qin Jin’s bike almost ran into the ditch, oh no, it was all going wrong.

The polite and sensible daughter-in-law he’d influenced for the worst.

Even picked up the whistle of a rogue.

Suddenly, the bike swerved and Li Qiao, startled, quickly held onto his waist, “What are you doing?

You almost fell.”

“I…

got distracted.” Qin Jin said, thinking to himself that he couldn’t whistle in front of her again next time.

She learned all the bad things and none of the good.

Grandma would have to tan his hide.

Li Qiao, “Right, did you go to the supply and marketing cooperative?

How much did the knitting sell for?”

“Didn’t go.

It’s money you made on your own, you should spend it on some meat, the school cafeteria has meat, right?” Qin Jin said.

Li Qiao, “I still have money on me, I’ll settle it next week after school, just in time to buy some pork on the way back for making dumplings.” She didn’t know if it was because meat was a rare treat due to their poverty, but every time they cooked meat at home, she thought it smelled better than it had in the past decade or so.

“You don’t need to worry about the household expenses.”

“I’m also a member of the family, isn’t it right to contribute money when I have it, and effort when I can?”

Qin Jin’s lips curled, a member of the family?

He felt as though his heart was filled with a bottle of honey, smiling with the corners of his eyes.

The two chatted one sentence after the next, and once home, caught up with Old Mrs.

Qin just as she finished steaming cornbread.

Qin Jin changed into clean clothes, took two cornbreads, and left with a shovel in tow.

Li Qiao ate a cornbread and drank a bowl of salty soup, then joined Old Mrs.

Qin in knitting.

Old Mrs.

Qin hadn’t been idle that week, having knitted a pile of vases and placed them in the corner.

Li Qiao counted them, a full twenty.

“If all of these sell, after paying what we owe people, there should be three or four yuan left.

By working nonstop for a month, we can earn twenty yuan.” Old Mrs.

Qin grew happier as she spoke, grinning from ear to ear.

Li Qiao originally planned to make a few each week to add to her living expenses and reduce the burden on the family.

She hadn’t thought about how much money she could actually make from this.

And making these was hard on her hands, every time she had to do it, her fingers would peel for days.

The old lady had housework to do, the occasional odd job for the team, and a small vegetable patch at the door.

Looking at it now, it was sprouting anew; the family must be busy.

To then add handicrafts meant she had no free time all day and night.

Thinking about it, Li Qiao felt a bit heartbroken.

She said, “Grandma, once we’ve earned enough for twenty yuan, let’s stop knitting, it’s too tiring.”

Old Mrs.

Qin, “What’s tiring about it?

It’s much easier than farm work.

As the grandchild and grandmother were talking, someone knocked at the door from outside.

Li Qiao, “Who is it?”

“It’s me, Chunhua.”

Li Qiao turned to Old Mrs.

Qin, who gave a nod of her chin.

Li Qiao understood, meaning for her to open the door.

Was the old lady now on good terms with the neighbor?

Li Qiao opened the door, letting Peng Chunhua in.

Peng Chunhua, “Yo!

Are you busy?

How is Qiaoqiao doing in school?”

Li Qiao, “Doing very well.”

Peng Chunhua, “…” That sounded too proud, wasn’t she afraid of not getting into college and others laughing at her?

She blurted out, “Very well?

So you’re confident of getting in this year then?”

“Yes!” Li Qiao said.

Old Mrs.

Qin was beaming; she also felt that the child could get into college, and a good one at that.

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