How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 178 - 180: Judging by Appearance_1

Peng Chunhua was taken aback. Li Qiao and Qin Jin hadn’t been married long before she became pregnant. If the child was Qin Jin’s, there really was no need for him to marry Li Qiao. "Anyway, it can’t possibly be mine. I remember it clearly at the time of birth; there was only one child."

Li Qiao sneered inwardly, thinking just keep being stubborn! "It’s indeed not yours. I don’t know who abandoned it; it’s certainly immoral, but it’s a stroke of luck for the child." Xu Feng said that the child was now registered with a household, had grown to five jin, and was eating and sleeping well, growing a bit whiter.

As soon as they got off work, the child’s second aunt and her husband rushed to hold the baby.

Leaving the child to be raised by Yu Feng would likely result in mistreatment due to the family’s disdain.

Peng Chunhua choked up a bit.

Li Qiao glanced at the child and continued, "The kid is unlucky to be entrusted to your family. He was clean and neat before, and now there’s something resembling a booger stuck to his scalp. How slovenly can you be? Can’t you give it a wash?"

"How can you wash a child in the confinement period? This is called ’uncle shit’; every baby has it. What do you know!" Fuming, Peng Chunhua stormed off.

"..."

...

As Li Qiao enjoyed a moment of peace, Li Shengcai and Dong Lamei showed up at her door, looking worried and asking her to help look for Li Jinhua:

"Your sister has been gone for over ten days. You know a lot of people; please help us look for her."

Just hearing the name Li Jinhua gave Li Qiao a headache, "For a missing person, you should report it to the local authorities, or simply file a case. Where am I supposed to look for her?"

"Aren’t you with the police forces?"

"I resigned yesterday."

Dong Lamei suddenly became angry, "If you had arranged for your sister to work at the cigarette factory sooner, she might be working there by now." Li Dadao and Li Xiaonan passed their exams and moved their household registration over there; they even received grain ration books and could collect grain every month.

There’s still plenty of land in the family.

Originally, both had no prospects due to the family’s poverty, but now they were breaking down the threshold with marriage proposals.

And this ingrate didn’t keep the benefits for her own family. Instead, she gave everything away to others.

Dong Lamei wouldn’t have brought it up, but Li Qiao was already irritated, her anger rising, "Clearly, you were the one who looked down on the breeding farm! That’s why I recommended it to someone else. They applied for the cigarette factory after they passed the exam for the breeding farm. A while back, two aunts came to my house specially to let you know, asking you to have Li Jinhua sign up for the exam as well. Should I bring them here to discuss it face to face?"

"I didn’t hear her mention it," Dong Lamei’s confidence began to falter.

Li Qiao coldly said, "Fine! I’ll go to her house and ask later."

Dong Lamei tried to change the subject, "Please help look for your sister."

"Can’t find her, whatever happens, happens. Don’t bother me!" Li Qiao went back into her home.

Dong Lamei was upset and followed Li Qiao.

A loud voice called from behind, "What are you two up to? Picking on my wife again?"

Dong Lamei turned around, her calves shaking. Why is this formidable figure at home? She said politely, "Your sister’s gone missing. I was worried about her, and since you know many people, I thought maybe you could help look."

Qin Jin: "What’s that got to do with me? It’s not my wife who’s missing. You call Li Jianguo."

Dong Lamei looked down on Li Jianguo, pushing thirty and still living in a shack; now he’s also a cripple, barely able to care for himself, let alone others.

Li Jianguo was nothing compared to that Loser who, at only eighteen or nineteen, had not only repaired his family’s house but also taken up weaving work. It’s just that he didn’t think to support them with so much money; he simply had a daughter to offer them.

She felt so wronged and regretful.

Just then, Old Mrs. Qin also returned from visiting. Dong Lamei pleaded with Old Mrs. Qin for help.

Old Mrs. Qin waved it off, "If it’s Jinniu who’s in trouble, we could help, but let’s forget about Jinhua." She caused trouble for her granddaughter-in-law time and again, and now that she has disappeared, Old Mrs. Qin was already being polite by not setting off a couple of firecrackers in celebration.

Dong Lamei argued herself hoarse and eventually had to leave empty-handed. On the way, she didn’t stop cursing Li Qiao as an ingrate, berating Old Mrs. Qin for looking down on people. She also scolded Qin Jin for his lack of respect for elders, wishing he’d soon get caught committing a crime and be executed by firing squad.

...

Early next morning.

Old Mrs. Qin kept offering Li Qiao money and food, worried she’d be wronged while out and about.

Li Qiao felt a warm sensation inside, "Grandma, I have money on me."

"Take it, I don’t spend much at home. You’re young and pretty. With money, buy some clothes to dress up, and since city people wear makeup, you should follow suit. When you’re old, it won’t look good even if you want to dress up." Old Mrs. Qin reminisced about her youth.

Every time she went out, she would spend half an hour in front of the mirror, powdering her face and applying rouge and lipstick.

Jin’s grandparents always said she was vain.

"How time flies," the old folks would sigh. "Before you know it, you’re welcoming a granddaughter-in-law."

And she had certainly aged a bit herself.

Li Qiao smiled as she accepted it. Her grandmother was so open-minded—getting a new piece of clothing in the village was like asking a mother-in-law for half her life. Yet her grandmother was worried she’d dress too scantily, "Alright."

"Slow down and be safe," Old Mrs. Qin instructed.

"Mhm!" Li Qiao nodded seriously.

After packing, she and Qin Jin left the village together, with Old Mrs. Qin watching from the doorway.

The aunts joked, "Afraid Qiaoqiao will run off? Then follow her."

Old Mrs. Qin said sternly, "Don’t talk nonsense."

.....

At the train station platform, Li Qiao and Qin Jin were waiting for the train. Qin Jin had someone purchase two sleeper tickets, and after they boarded, they found their berths.

The compartment next to theirs offered a bunk on top and one below on the left side.

Li Qiao said, "I’ll take the upper bunk. You’re tall, and it wouldn’t be convenient for you."

"You’re so considerate," Qin Jin didn’t miss any chance to compliment others.

Li Qiao laughed, "That’s just how I am."

There were many young people coming and going on the train.

Not long after, two young women, barely in their twenties, took the berth across from Li Qiao.

As the two girls settled in, their gaze inadvertently fell on Qin Jin, especially when they heard him calling her Qiaoqiao.

The girl on the lower bunk finally noticed someone on the opposite upper bunk. "Are you guys rushing off to register at the university?"

Li Qiao confirmed that they were.

"Us too. I’m Jiang Min, and she’s Zhou Ya. We’re from Beicang Normal University. How about you?"

"Beijing University."

"You’re not the high school champion Li Qiao, are you? Your school had nine students get into university, right? Quite a few were led by you."

People in the compartment, hearing ’Top Scholar’, craned their necks for a look.

Li Qiao’s heart raced. Was she really that famous? "It wasn’t me leading them; they are excellent on their own." In fact, it should count as four because the ’sent-down’ youths had only arrived at the school in the last month, and didn’t fully belong to the school.

"That’s too humble. Is he your brother?"

"My fiancé," Li Qiao said briskly.

Zhou Ya appeared a bit disappointed. It was rare to see such a handsome young man, and he was already taken. "Our student handbook says we’re not supposed to date. Don’t yours?"

"Sure, but I’m getting married. The university doesn’t require us to get divorced before studying, does it?"

Everyone burst into laughter.

The uncle next door asked, "Young lady, you’re the Top Scholar, but what about your fiancé? What’s his education, what does he do?"

Li Qiao replied with casual grace, "He hasn’t been to school—he farms in the village."

"Nonsense, how could someone without education marry a Top Scholar?"

"That’s his capability," she said.

The uncle next door sought advice from Qin Jin. "Both of my sons have formal jobs, and they don’t look bad either, but neither has found a wife. How did you manage to get such a beautiful one, and a Top Scholar at that?"

Qin Jin was brief and to the point, "My fiancée cares about the face."

The uncle: "..."

"......"