How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 111: Excitement_1

Zou Qing felt awkward and said, "I should have reminded you."

"It’s okay," Li Qiao loosened her grip, readjusted her sitting position, and the two didn’t communicate further on the way. Approaching the school, Zou Qing stopped the car and handed her shoulder bag to Li Qiao, "It’s not far now, I won’t accompany you any further. Take it slow."

"Wait a minute, our midterm exams are on Friday. I was so focused on the notice that I forgot to ask the teacher for the papers," Li Qiao said, taking a step ahead.

Returning to the dormitory to put away her luggage, she saw Hu Xiufang studying with her head down and greeted her, "You’re here early."

"I didn’t go home this week," Hu Xiufang said, "Aren’t you not staying at school anymore?"

"My partner had something to do and couldn’t pick me up, so I have to stay at the dormitory," explained Li Qiao.

Hu Xiufang continued, "The midterm exam results are out. You scored two points less than the last monthly test. The teacher said you’ve regressed and it’s infuriating. Who wouldn’t want such ’regression’? I got 590, which is progress, but it’s still far behind that educated youth from your village called Han Ting. If I could get his score during the college entrance exams, many schools would be at my disposal."

Li Qiao encouraged, "Keep it up!" She put down her things and went outside to air her quilt and pillow, and then headed straight for the office.

Only the homeroom teacher, Mr. Zhou, was there.

She explained her purpose, and Mr. Zhou quickly found the papers for each subject, "You’ve been busy helping them every day. If you don’t help two students get into college, it wouldn’t be fair to your efforts."

Li Qiao revealed the situation of each person to Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou was very excited, "That good? If we could get them all into our school, it would be the icing on the cake!" Because of Li Qiao, the school had already received special funds from higher up, and they were preparing to change the students’ desks for the new term. If a few more college students turned up, along with those who already had good grades, the school could probably afford to pave the floors with concrete next year.

"The team won’t let them go. Can the school help negotiate for them?"

Mr. Zhou snapped back to reality, "I’ll ask."

Li Qiao took the papers and relayed this information to Zou Qing.

"That’s great," Zou Qing couldn’t hide his joy. They were eager for the opportunity to review with the students at the school. Working on the farm all day and being tired and sleepy after work made studying forcefully, to the point that their thighs would turn purple from pinching themselves to stay awake. Several times he had thrown his books away, but when he saw others studying, he’d pick them up again. "After I finish, I’ll send them to you for grading, sorry for the trouble..."

"..."

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When Li Qiao returned to the dormitory, Li Jinhua and Liu Lanlan, among others, came over.

They had learned from Hu Xiufang that Li Qiao had maintained the first rank in the midterm exam, and apart from envy, they couldn’t think of anything else.

Liu Lanlan even said to Li Qiao, "I really want to screw your head onto my neck."

Li Qiao, deadpan, half-jokingly said, "You’re not afraid of my partner flipping your scalp, are you?"

Zhao Li, feeling a chill on her skull, changed the subject, "Has your village divided the land yet? How many acres per person? In our village, it’s only one and a half acres per person, but I heard that some villages get up to three acres each."

Hu Xiufang was surprised, "I didn’t go home this week, so I didn’t know. The amount of land varies too?"

"Of course, some villages are big with fewer people, some are small with more people. Ah, our village has it tough."

"Li Qiao, how many acres per person in your village? How much did your family get? What about Li Jinhua?"

Li Qiao answered truthfully.

"Our village also gets two acres per person," Li Jinhua was almost nauseated.

She had remembered whether it was this year or next that the land would be divided. Since Li Qiao and her sisters had their household registrations moved out, their family received six acres less.

Her mother had fainted with anger.

Her father had also fallen ill.

The family was also short on chemical fertilizer, and her parents, mentioning she was a high school student and knew many people, asked her to find a way.

She secretly glanced at Li Qiao, wondering if the Qin family was short on fertilizer.

Just then, someone asked, "Li Qiao, where does your family buy chemical fertilizer? You’re a Beijing University student; shouldn’t someone be delivering it to your house?"

Li Qiao laughed and said, "Being from Beijing University isn’t omnipotent. Who would deliver it to my house if I don’t buy it myself? But I don’t need to worry about this, my partner has already gone with his friends to get the fertilizer. If you can’t buy it, you could register here with me, and when I come back, I’ll make sure to keep some for you."

The girls couldn’t make decisions for their families, so they didn’t respond to Li Qiao’s offer.

Hu Xiufang said, "Your partner is really capable, she can get involved in anything. Later, when my older brother brings some food over, I’ll ask him if he managed to buy some. If not, I’ll order from you. How much do you charge?"

"I’m not sure, probably a bit more expensive than at the station, but not by much. There’s price control after all, and going over that would spell trouble. But you should still be mentally prepared," Li Qiao gave Hu Xiufang a heads up.

Hu Xiufang responded with a sound of agreement.

Li Jinhua became depressed again. In her previous life, when had Qin Jin ever dabbled in fertilizer?

But it was sufficient to prove Qin Jin’s capability; no matter when, he was able to seize the opportunity to make a fortune.

Liu Lanlan asked, "Buying it as an individual, aren’t you afraid of being reported?"

This question reminded Li Jinhua.

Li Jinhua decided to anonymously report Qin Jin when the time came.

Let Qin Jin go in early. If her mother managed to steal Li Qiao’s acceptance letter again, and she later approached him as a student from Beijing University, he would undoubtedly be incredibly grateful.

As for Li Qiao, if she couldn’t attend university and the man went to prison...

Would she still stay with Qin Jin? A divorce was a hundred percent certain.

It would take no more than five years. She was just waiting to see them affectionate and watch her live the life of a rich lady.

Li Qiao witnessed Li Jinhua’s excitement growing and felt a chill, suspecting it could be a plot against Qin Jin. "We have proper documentation. Whether in personal or professional matters, my Jin always acts with integrity and honor, unlike some people who are surreptitiously malicious," her words aimed at Li Jinhua.

Everyone looked at each other.

If Loser was so upright and honest, how did that nickname come about?

Moreover, with Li Qiao’s current status, surely it would magnify his flaws, right?

One wrong step and people would talk about Li Qiao:

"That university student’s partner is a Loser, he must have done something shady again."

How embarrassing, right?

Loser Qin could only live an honest life, and Li Qiao was indeed ridding the people of a nuisance.

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During evening self-study, the teacher distributed the midterm exam papers.

They methodically urged everyone to review the areas where they frequently made mistakes.

Li Jinhua’s performance had noticeably dropped, from 476 to 460, earning her a criticism from the teacher by name.

"You two are from the same family; you should learn from Li Qiao. She got admitted to Beijing University in advance and still ensures she scores nearly full marks in every subject. You become complacent with just a little success..."

Li Jinhua felt utterly humiliated, wishing she could vanish on the spot. Didn’t she want to excel?

She had made an effort.

She studied day and night nonstop, but every time the examination came around, her mind went blank.

What could she do?

"Li Qiao, you teach her. This matter affects a lifetime and cannot be taken lightly," Mr. Zhou earnestly advised, unaware of the animosity between the sisters, believing they should support each other to improve together.

Li Qiao kept quiet. Teach Li Jinhua? Wouldn’t that be asking for trouble?

"Li Qiao!" Mr. Zhou called her name with severity.

Li Qiao still did not respond.

Hu Xiufang raised her hand to help Li Qiao out: "Mr. Zhou, let me tutor Li Jinhua. Li Qiao is very busy every day. After class, many students seek her out for help, including those from other classes. We can’t let Li Jinhua take up all her time, right?"

"That makes sense." Mr. Zhou dropped the issue and again criticized Li Jinhua: "If you can’t improve even after being taught by the second-best, then I’m at the end of my rope." He then encouraged the students to learn from each other, aiming for good grades to escape a peasant’s life, and after a lengthy speech, asked the class monitor to keep order and left the classroom.