How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 375 - 377: Tidying Up_1

Li Qiao’s gaze followed Li Jinhua’s retreating figure, annoyed by how she was always bouncing around outside. The Feng Erguanggun family, why don’t they lock this woman up?

Old Mrs. Qin said, "Qiaoqiao, let’s go home. It’s getting late."

Li Qiao curiously asked, "Grandma, how come you’re here?"

"I was just strolling too," Old Mrs. Qin replied with a flicker in her eye, although, in truth, she had followed Li Jinhua from her doorstep, worried about her heading in the direction of her daughter-in-law, and upon her arrival, had overheard Li Jinhua’s wild words.

She pondered, "Does Li Jinhua know about your pregnancy? "

Otherwise, why would she bring up the topic of having children out of the blue?

Li Qiao: "That’s impossible, I haven’t even told my eldest sister."

Old Mrs. Qin said, "It’s best to be cautious, to prevent her from harming you." She had been through it herself, knowing that a woman’s emotions could be extremely volatile during pregnancy; she had once lost a child because, during wartime, her parents and elder brothers had urged her and Qin to flee abroad, which he had refused.

Her parents had clearly warned her of the dangers of staying, and when she returned home and argued with him, his cold response had caused her to act recklessly, harming both herself and the child.

Even though her daughter-in-law’s circumstances were different, if she took Li Jinhua’s words to heart, it could easily lead to depression.

How would that affect her studies? And with a poor mood, the child born would also be prone to temper tantrums.

She added, "Whether you have a boy or a girl, ugly or handsome, both Jin and I will love them."

Li Qiao smiled, "It shouldn’t be ugly, right? Jin and I are both pretty decent-looking."

Old Mrs. Qin said, "There’s a saying, isn’t there? Positive meets negative, negative meets positive. Your great-grandparents were known for their exceptional looks when they were young, but your grandfather turned out not so handsome. Luckily, having me evened things out a bit, and your father looked far more presentable."

Li Qiao couldn’t help but laugh, realizing her grandmother was complimenting herself. But it made sense—many celebrities were beautiful, yet their children often fell short in comparisons.

Old Mrs. Qin also laughed, "You are well-formed, so the child will surely turn out straight if they take after you."

Li Qiao thought for a moment and said, "When I was in Beijing, I once had a dream during a daytime nap, in which there was a baby boy who looked quite a bit like Jin..." She recounted the dream.

Old Mrs. Qin surprisedly exclaimed, "Could it have been a pregnancy dream?"

"A pregnancy dream? Have you ever had one?"

"No," Old Mrs. Qin said. "I’ve heard others talk about it; children from pregnancy dreams tend to turn out to be very impressive." The latter part she blurted out without much thought, not for any other reason but because Li Jinhua’s words had cast a bit of a psychological shadow on her, and she was scared her dear granddaughter-in-law might take them to heart. She took the opportunity to comfort her, and such news would also please the child.

Li Qiao was indeed very happy, "I don’t need the child to be very impressive, just healthy is fine."

Old Mrs. Qin: "I feel the same way." Immense wealth was of less importance than a person’s wellbeing.

"......"

......

The moon was high in the sky when Qin Jin returned home.

"Jin, come to my room for a moment."

It was Old Mrs. Qin’s voice. Qin Jin locked the door behind him and approached Old Mrs. Qin’s room: "Why aren’t you asleep yet?"

"I was waiting especially for you." Old Mrs. Qin told Qin Jin about this evening’s encounter between Li Jinhua and Li Qiao.

Qin Jin cursed under his breath; he had clearly watched the other party walk away before he had left Qiaoqiao’s side.

The damned woman actually took advantage of his absence to come back and pick a fight.

His fists clenched: "I’ll go and set her straight right now!"

Old Mrs. Qin stopped him, "She is pregnant too, and if you frighten her into something serious, won’t Feng Erguanggun’s family extort you?"

"Am I afraid of them?"

"You’re not, but I am. We know what’s going on, just be wary and that’ll be enough. Get some rest early," said Old Mrs. Qin.

Qin Jin verbally agreed but secretly planned how to deal with Li Jinhua.

Scaring his wife with the importance of having sons over daughters, huh?

He’d let her see what true valuing of sons over daughters meant.

......

The next day, Li Qiao woke up naturally. She was alone in the room, but there was still warmth in the bedding, and the hot water bottle at her feet was still warm; Qin Jin must have just gotten up not long ago. She dressed and went out to find that smoke was wafting from the kitchen, where only Old Mrs. Qin was busy by herself.

"Awake?" Old Mrs. Qin greeted her for breakfast.

Li Qiao: "Where’s Jin?"

Old Mrs. Qin: "She went out early this morning."

Li Qiao responded with an "Oh," brushed her teeth, washed her face, had breakfast, and then, when the sun was warm and cozy, she sat in the courtyard to bask in it.

At that moment, a loud hawking voice reached her ears.

"Fortune-telling without charge!"

"Fortune-telling without charge!"

"..."

Several villagers passed by the Qin family’s front gate, calling for Old Mrs. Qin and Li Qiao to join in the fun.

Old Mrs. Qin couldn’t resist her curiosity, "Qiaoqiao, shall we take a look?"

Li Qiao: "Sure." She was idle at home anyway.

She and Old Mrs. Qin walked out of the courtyard together.

A white banner stood beside the fortune-teller, around whom a crowd had gathered.

Qin Jin was there too, asking the fortune-teller if his first child would be a boy or a girl.

The fortune-teller asked for his birth date and time, then counted on his fingers and announced, "It’s a girl. You want a son, but you’ll have to have at least seven daughters first. The eighth will be a boy."

The onlookers burst into laughter.

"Jin wants a son, huh."

"Who doesn’t want one? I say I like daughters, but truthfully, I still prefer a son to carry on the family line."

Old Mrs. Qin: "What nonsense are you spouting there? After studying for so many years with Qiaoqiao, how can you still be so old-fashioned! Get back here!"

Qin Jin fell silent.

He obediently returned to Old Mrs. Qin’s side.

Old Mrs. Qin lifted her leg and booted him in the behind; she had just soothed her grandson’s wife yesterday, and today he was causing trouble again.

Everyone laughed even louder.

Qin Jin ran forward a few steps, dusted himself off, and looked a bit embarrassed. Ah, to think he, at his age, was still being beaten by his grandma. "I was just playing, Qiaoqiao. Don’t take it to heart, okay?"

Li Qiao smiled: "Mhm."

Jin Daxue’s in-laws squeezed forward, asking if they could have a grandson.

After getting Jin Daxue’s birth date and time, the fortune-teller put on a show of being profound, saying she could have a son.

Several pregnant women in the village, hearing this, also wanted to know their fortunes; the fortune-teller told them all they were expecting boys.

Then Feng Erguanggun’s parents came to calculate for Li Jinhua. As soon as the fortune-teller heard her birth date and time, his eyes lit up. After deceiving people all this time, he had finally gotten to the real deal. With a grave face, he said, "This birth date, ah, shows a very weak life force. She must have lost a child before."

"Incredible! Spot on."

The fortune-teller smiled smugly: "I’m always very accurate. She’s carrying a girl in her womb, she’s about four months along now, right? From now on, don’t let her leave the house and wander farther than ten meters, or the child will be in danger."

When Feng Erguanggun heard it was a girl,

his face changed.

When the eldest son’s wife had a boy, she could do whatever she wanted during pregnancy.

But Li Jinhua was always complaining about discomfort here and there, needing rest.

It must be a girl!

Girls make you lazy.

Now that spring has come, there’s an overwhelming amount of work in the fields. If it were a boy, they might have been more considerate toward her. What right does she have with a money-losing proposition?

And as for the danger, so be it!

The more Li Qiao listened, the more she felt something was amiss, as if this was all specifically targeting Li Jinhua.

Could this person have been hired by Qin Jin?

After all, in so many cases where families wanted boys, they got their wishes fulfilled.

Only Feng Erguanggun’s parents didn’t get what they wanted.