How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 119: Sweet_1

Hu Xiufang’s eyes gleamed, "Working here for a month, wouldn’t I make dozens of yuan?"

"The prerequisite is you have to work for a month, and money isn’t easy to earn. I’ve done it. In the dead of winter, my hands were so frozen they lost all sensation, and my skin blistered. If you can make ten yuan, that’d be pretty good," Li Qiao said, taking out processed straw and making ropes.

Hu Xiufang was quick-witted and learned quickly, busying herself for almost an hour before producing a finished product.

Li Qiao took the tools and made slight adjustments.

The aunts said, "College students are different, you got it in one go."

Hu Xiufang humbly replied, "I managed to do it because I studied it seriously."

At noon, Qin Jin came back from outside, and Hu Xiufang gave him a smile as a greeting.

He nodded slightly and pulled Li Qiao into the house, "What is your classmate doing here?"

"Comparing answers, and she’s learning to weave on the side."

"Cool."

When Old Mrs. Qin was cooking, Hu Xiufang prepared to leave.

Li Qiao asked her to stay for a meal, "It’s rare that you come by, stick around and play. Later, I’ll have Jin take you home."

"No need, I can go back on my own."

Li Qiao said, "Your home is quite far from here, right? How could I rest assured? Jin, don’t leave this afternoon. Wait to take my classmate home."

Qin Jin, "...". Always finding things for him to do!

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After lunch.

Li Qiao took his medicine and soon felt sleepy. He said to Hu Xiufang, "My medicine has a sedative effect, and I’m so sleepy now. I’ll keep you company in a bit."

"It’s okay," Hu Xiufang sat under the shade of the tree and wove.

Old Mrs. Qin initiated a conversation with her, and before long, she had figured out all about Hu Xiufang’s family background.

"Girl, do you have a partner?" one aunty asked.

"Not yet."

"Let’s introduce you to someone."

Old Mrs. Qin asked, "Qiaoqiao says she’s a great student. Does your introduction also concern a college student?"

"Does it have to be a college student? Isn’t Jin, who farms, married to Qiaoqiao all the same?"

Old Mrs. Qin argued, "Our Jin married her before Qiaoqiao went to college. If it were now, I bet it’d be tough for Qiaoqiao to even give him a glance."

Hu Xiufang couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

It was her first time seeing an elder who belittled her own grandson.

In their village, many women, no matter what their sons or grandsons were like, considered them the smartest and the most handsome in their eyes.

"Now that Qiaoqiao is in college, aren’t you afraid she’ll run away?"

Hu Xiufang interjected, "That’s impossible. Li Qiao seriously told me that she got her partner after sincerely making a wish to heaven. They are a match made in heaven and won’t part even in the next life."

Old Mrs. Qin’s eyes twinkled.

A match made in heaven?

Heaven hasn’t been stingy to her family.

She would light incense and offer sacrifices to give thanks that evening.

Qin Jin, who was fanning sleeping Li Qiao with a palm-leaf fan inside, also heard these words. He felt an indescribable sweetness, his gaze falling on the soundly asleep Li Qiao, his lips curving into an unstoppable smile.

Everybody thought, "Miss, you probably don’t know how those two got together."

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Hu Xiufang stayed until dusk and made four weavings.

Li Qiao paid her six jiao for the handiwork.

Receiving her first earnings, she jumped with joy, "Thank you so much."

"You’re welcome. Others get one jiao, but you got more, don’t mention it, okay?"

"I’m not stupid," Hu Xiufang laughed. She wouldn’t say anything about it even if she wasn’t told.

Qin Jin urged, "Are we going or not? Dilly-dallying!"

Hu Xiufang waved to Li Qiao and quickly turned to get in the car, gripping the seat. "All set."

The car left.

She turned back to wave at Li Qiao.

She caught sight of the man next door to the Li house staring intently at her. She had noticed this man’s gaze following her in the afternoon, and suddenly her heart began to race. She hastily turned around and bumped into Qin Jin’s back, hurriedly apologizing.

Qin Jin turned his head impatiently, his peripheral vision also catching a glimpse of Feng Bing, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Not long ago, when his wife went to the outhouse in the middle of the night, this man was in the alley, watching her.

Now he was looking at his wife’s classmate, which was not a good sign. Could it be that he was going insane with desire for women? "Will you come to work tomorrow?"

Hu Xiufang was taken aback for a moment before realizing Qin Jin was speaking to her, and stammered, "No, is that not okay?"

"Don’t come, my wife is timid, she’ll feel guilty if something happens to you on the road, and it’s the same at home, do the work and have your family send the goods."

Hu Xiufang was naturally willing to work from home, as it would save her the trip back and forth, giving her time to make two. She asked, "Will you accept any amount?"

"Mhm."

Hu Xiufang, having received the answer she wanted, said no more.

After escorting her to the entrance of Hu’s village, Qin Jin returned home, ready to settle accounts with Li Qiao—was his rear car seat for just anyone to sit on?

The room was empty.

"Grandma, where’s Qiaoqiao?"

"Just saw her a moment ago, if she’s not in the outhouse, she’s at the youth spot."

Qin Jin sat down and waited; after five minutes without seeing anyone, he wondered if she had fallen into the manure pit.

He went out to look, no one was at the outhouse, so he headed to the youth spot.

The door of the youth spot was tightly locked.

On his way home, he saw several people carrying hoes, obviously just back from the fields; he went home again and still did not see Li Qiao. Remembering Feng Bing’s gaze, he had an ominous premonition and entered the Feng Family’s courtyard.

Yu Feng stopped him, "What are you doing?"

"Where’s Feng Bing?" Qin Jin grabbed Yu Feng’s collar as he spoke.

Yu Feng’s breathing hitched, "My... my boy..."

No one responded.

Qin Jin let go of Yu Feng and went straight into the house, not seeing Feng Bing. He came out and called Li Qiao’s name.

On the second call, a sweet, soft voice answered him, "Jin~ I’m here with Mrs. Niu."

Qin Jin’s heart, which he had been holding, relaxed slightly, thinking to himself, she’d had no dealings with Feng Guanggun’s wife, why would she run over there? On the way to pick her up, he encountered Feng Bing again, glaring fiercely at him before hastening his steps towards Feng Guanggun’s house.

Just as he reached Feng Guanggun’s front door, he and Li Qiao bumped into each other. She was holding a stack of corn leaves, waving to Niu Qin, "Sister-in-law, come over to my place when you have time."

"Okay, sure." Niu Qin smiled, then, turning her gaze, she bumped into Qin Jin, "Jin’s here to pick up his wife."

Qin Jin replied, "Good evening, sister-in-law, I have something to discuss with her." He walked shoulder-to-shoulder with Li Qiao for a few steps, "You..."

"I..."

Both started to speak at the same time.

Li Qiao hurriedly said, "I went to our field just now to pick corn leaves to feed the rabbits, and I found that Feng Dafa was following me. I was so scared I broke into a sweat. Fortunately, Mrs. Niu passed by, and I walked with her. Feng Dafa kept stopping and following, and Mrs. Niu said he was drunk, but I always felt something was off. I hope I’m just overthinking it."

And there were the nightly encounters with Feng Bing.

She had simply changed to using the toilet before bed, purposely not drinking water, but she still bumped into him early in the morning, and with what had just happened in the cornfield, she was a bit scared.

Qin Jin could almost be certain that Feng Bing was lusting after women, especially women related to his wife.

Could it be that he was blaming him for not having a wife?

He asked, "Will your classmate listen to advice?"

Li Qiao was puzzled, "Why do you ask so suddenly? She’s quite open to advice."

Qin Jin was relieved; he feared encountering someone who was unreasonable and would insist on coming to their house, which could cause a disaster—and his wife would definitely suffer guilt. He said with a smile, "Just asking."

He escorted Li Qiao back home and cautioned her not to be too noisy at night before he went over to where Old Mrs. Qin was cooking, lifted the lid of the pot, grabbed two steamed buns, and walked out.

Old Mrs. Qin scolded, "Where are you going late at night without sleeping?"

What’s wrong with him, not wanting to hold his wife after having meat?

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"I have an appointment with Liu Er to play cards."

Old Mrs. Qin shouted, "Come back here!" After waiting a long time without a response, she stepped out the door to see that he was nowhere to be found. She subtly asked Li Qiao, "Can Jin last through the night?"

Li Qiao, puzzled, replied, "Last through what?"

"Well, like, keeping you up too late and not letting you sleep," said Old Mrs. Qin with an ambiguous gaze.

Li Qiao replied, "No, as soon as it gets dark, he tells me to sleep. If I stay up late, he’ll even scold me."

Old Mrs. Qin, "...." That’s it! Her grandson was ineffective! To have such a beautiful wife and yet not touch her.

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