How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 372 - 374: I’m Not in a Hurry _1

At that moment, Feng Kui stormed in from outside, shouting, "What nonsense are you spouting? Don’t believe a word of her bullshit, not a single word is true." You just couldn’t keep anything a secret.

Liu Er’s wife and Maimiao never spoke carelessly.

But his wife sure has a big mouth!

A wasteful disgrace to her family.

If it weren’t for the kids, he really would have divorced her.

Startled by Feng Kui’s bellow, everyone froze, but from his words, they roughly confirmed that Jin Daxue’s words were not credible. They felt relieved that they had the foresight, otherwise, if they couldn’t get their wages later, they’d have nowhere to cry.

......

Qin Jin returned from a walk with Li Qiao, having learned from Old Mrs. Qin that several villagers who had registered to go to the city were now having second thoughts.

Qin Jin said, "Never mind them." One more or one less doesn’t make a difference.

Just wait until the factory building is up and the recruitment notice is posted; will there still be a shortage of people?

This year there was no thirtieth of the month, so the twenty-ninth of the twelfth lunar month was New Year’s Eve. On this day, when the sun was high over their heads, Li Qiao sat in the courtyard writing couplets.

The neighbors, hoping to partake in Li Qiao’s talent and good fortune, came to ask for some.

After writing her own family’s couplets and those for others, when the red paper at home was nearly used up, she said, "That’s it, no more."

"I have red paper at my house, just wait," someone replied.

With the paper ready, Li Qiao continued to write.

Meanwhile, Qin Jin, after putting up the couplets, left home and shortly after returned with a man: "Qiaoqiao, I’ve hired a photographer. Let’s take a picture, the four of us in the family."

"Since when do we have a family of four?" The villagers subconsciously glanced toward Li Qiao’s belly.

"Is Qiaoqiao expecting?"

Old Mrs. Qin said, "Cats are also part of a family." This time for New Year, they had brought their cat home to catch mice.

"I thought your family had added a new member. You and Jin have been married for two or three years now, right? Peng Chunhua got married around the same time as you and her eldest can already talk. Aren’t you planning to have a child?"

Old Mrs. Qin replied, "No rush."

"If it were me, I’d be anxious to death."

His daughter-in-law could become a college professor, but what about his own grandson?

I heard they’re in debt from setting up the factory.

If they don’t have a child, once she graduates, she might not stay with Qin Jin. Wouldn’t that be losing both people and money?

Old Mrs. Qin chuckled, "The more you rush, the less I’m in a hurry."

Hearing this, everyone stopped urging them.

Qin Jin gestured for everyone to leave the courtyard, "We’re getting ready to take a photo, please make some space."

Once everyone left the courtyard, Li Qiao picked up the cat, stood next to Old Mrs. Qin, and Qin Jin wrapped his arms around her.

Li Qiao said, "Jin, why don’t you stand next to grandma?"

"It’s fine standing like this," said Old Mrs. Qin.

After taking a photo in the courtyard, Li Qiao wrote three ’luck’ characters, with each person holding one, then they stood at the entrance to take two more photos.

Li Qiao and Qin Jin posed for two photos together and two solo ones each, and then she said contentedly, "Shall we stop now?"

"Okay."

Some onlookers also wanted photos and after asking about the price, they invited the photographer to take a family portrait for them...

The village suddenly became lively again.

When the photographer left, he reminded Qin Jin to pick up the photos on the third day of the new year.

......

In the evening, as the grandfather and grandson duo were preparing the New Year’s Eve dinner, Li Qiao sat beside the stove warming herself. A child from next door, Peng Chunhua’s, came over for a visit. Upon entering the house, he pulled a piece of candy from his pocket and handed it to Old Mrs. Qin.

"For me?"

The child’s voice was soft, "Mhm."

Old Mrs. Qin smiled, "You eat it yourself."

Then the child took out another piece from his pocket, "One for you, one for me."

"Okay." Old Mrs. Qin chuckled and graciously accepted it, unwrapping and eating the candy.

Qin Jin remarked, "Aren’t you afraid it’s poisoned?"

"Nonsense, what would a child know about poison?"

The child didn’t understand the word ’poison.’ Seeing Old Mrs. Qin eat the candy, he unwrapped his own and ate it, then cuddled up next to Li Qiao to warm his hands by the fire.

Li Qiao glanced down; the child’s hands were swollen from frostbite but seemed a bit better.

The hands were fairly clean, carrying a faint scent of kerosene, probably freshly washed.

Old Mrs. Qin asked, "Where is your mom?"

"She’s cooking with my little brother."

"Why doesn’t your grandma do it?"

The child couldn’t answer, his eyes filled with confusion.

Li Qiao, "Who gave you the candy?"

"Woman with Big Belly."

In the village, the only one obviously showing a big belly was Jin Daxue. She glanced at the candy wrapper on the ground; Jin Daxue seemed to like this kind of hard candy and wasn’t afraid of the child choking on it.

After the meal was ready, Peng Chunhua hadn’t come to pick up the child.

Old Mrs. Qin served her half a bowl of rice and added some vegetables and meat to her bowl.

At just a year and a half, she could already use chopsticks.

Li Qiao was quite amazed, remembering that when she had been in elementary school, she still used a spoon. She wondered how the child they had sent to Xu Feng’s aunt was doing. She kept in touch with several from the criminal police team. Before the vacation, she had corresponded with Xu Feng but hadn’t had the courage to ask about the child’s situation.

Halfway through the meal—

Peng Chunhua finally arrived, "Oh, you’ve all started eating? I’ve just finished cooking."

Old Mrs. Qin, "If you wait until she’s finished, I can bring it over for you."

"That would be great. Thank you."

Qin Jin gave her a sidelong glance.

Peng Chunhua picked up on the cue, her expression sheepish. She didn’t have any ulterior motives towards them now, let alone deliberately sending the child over to mooch a meal. Old Mrs. Qin was kind to the child, who could tell the difference, and only came over when she saw that Peng Chunhua was busy.

After she left, the little child buried her head in eating.

Li Qiao couldn’t help but say, "This child is so easy to raise." She’d eat whatever was given to her.

Her parents said that she had been very picky when she was little.

To cure her pickiness, they had deliberately starved her.

She would rather faint from hunger than compromise.

Qin Jin, "It’s rare for her to have a good meal; of course she’s going to eat her fill."

Old Mrs. Qin, "Be a bit more tolerant towards children."

Qin Jin, "She’s not mine, why should I be tolerant? I’m already being tolerant enough by not driving her away." When it comes to her grandma, her mom, her dad, her uncle, where’s their tolerance when they’re bullying others? Grandma’s wound must have healed if she’s forgotten the pain!

Old Mrs. Qin, "Eat your food."

Qin Jin put a chicken leg in Li Qiao’s bowl, "Eat more, so my daughter can be nourished too."

Li Qiao, "....." All day long, daughter this, daughter that; she’s feeling pressured just hearing about it! "I want to have a son, actually."

Qin Jin immediately corrected, "As long as it’s a child you give birth to, I’ll love them no matter what."

Li Qiao, That’s more like it.

.......

The child ate quickly. After finishing the rice and dishes in her bowl, "I’d like a bit more meat."

Old Mrs. Qin put some braised meat into her bowl.

After eating, she put down her chopsticks, "Grandma, I’m full."

Old Mrs. Qin was ready to take the child back home, Qin Jin, "I’ll go." It was late at night, and they didn’t need to run into Yu Feng causing trouble again.

Old Mrs. Qin, "Be polite."

"I know." The child didn’t wait for Qin Jin and ran towards her house as soon as she left the door; the kitchen light was on.

Qin Jin watched her go inside, then walked away after hearing Yu Feng’s scolding.

"Where the hell have you been so late at night? Useless brat! Always running around."

Then came Peng Chunhua’s retort, "You don’t take care of the child, and you don’t allow her to find a place to play either....."

"....."

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After Qin Jin got home, he helped Old Mrs. Qin clean up the dinner table. Once they were done, they moved on to setting up fireworks at the empty space in front of the door and lighting them.

Boom went the sound.

The fireworks exploded in the sky.

As the noise spread, everyone came out to watch. Li Qiao, as if just remembering, said, "If only we had a camera to capture this."

"We’ll buy one next year," said Qin Jin.

They had talked about buying one earlier, but it had slipped their minds in all the hustle.

After their fireworks ended, there started another round on the other end of the village.

Looking in that direction, it was Feng Fugui’s and Feng Kui’s homes.

"These nouveau riche, showing off once they have money!"

"The factory is bound to close down eventually. His wife ran off with someone else, and he’ll end up with nothing, begging in the streets." Yu Feng muttered these venomous words under her breath.