How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s
Chapter 242 - 244: Bluffing_1

Chapter 242: Chapter 244: Bluffing_1

Qin Jin climbed over the wall and into the courtyard.

"Who’s there?!" Li Qiao, jolted awake by Li Jinhua’s stirring, couldn’t fall back asleep.

A loud thud came from outside, and she remembered the thieves who clambered over the walls of the small courtyards in Beijing at night. She grew tense and added, "This is Loser Qin’s house! If you know what’s good for you, scram! Otherwise, tomorrow I’ll bring people to raid your home."

The villagers wouldn’t dare steal.

Worried the intruder might do something drastic, she prepared to get out of bed and lock the door from the inside.

"Ha-ha....." Qin Jin let out a hearty laugh.

She was actually using his reputation to scare someone.

Li Qiao recognized Qin Jin’s voice and became angry, "Why are you climbing the wall into your own house?!" He had done it once before, and now again!

Qin Jin pushed the door open and walked in, justifying himself, "Didn’t I do it because I was worried about you getting up and catching a cold breeze?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qiao’s anger subsided, and suddenly she became gentle, "Wash up before getting into bed."

Qin Jin smiled, tidied up in the dark, and slipped into the covers.

Li Qiao moved closer to him automatically, her hand caressing his chest.

Qin Jin’s breath hitched, "Do you want to?"

Li Qiao replied in a voice soft as a mosquito’s, "Mmm."

Just as they were getting intimate, a cry of pain came from outside.

Qin Jin shuddered.

"Sister, brother-in-law, help me. Feng Erguanggun is going to kill me, wuwuwu..." Li Jinhua didn’t believe that with such a commotion, Li Qiao and Qin Jin would not come to her rescue.

Qin Jin became irritable, "Feng Hu, are you even a man?"

Li Jinhua was secretly pleased; he was standing up for her.

As long as Qin Jin spoke up, Feng Hu wouldn’t dare lay another finger on her.

Qin Jin paused before steadying his breath, "You can’t even handle a woman; if you dare cause trouble at my doorstep again, don’t expect to live in peace."

Feng Erguanggun responded meekly, "Yes, I’ll take her away now." He grabbed Li Jinhua by the hair and dragged her off.

Li Jinhua was in despair, her resentment towards Li Qiao and Qin Jin deepening.

....

The next morning, Qin Jin went to the market and bought five pounds of pork, some tobacco, liquor, and eggs, then headed back to Tulou Village with Li Qiao.

Dong Lamei’s gaze shifted between Li Qiao and Qin Jin.

After moving to the city, they really were different from the villagers.

Just look at their imposing presence.

Anyone who didn’t know would think they were born and bred city dwellers; Buddha in gold, people in clothes, the saying is true.

Her eyes finally rested on the big bag of gifts in Qin Jin’s hands, unable to hide her joy, she hurriedly poured tea to welcome them. She asked, "Why didn’t Jinhua and Feng Hu come with you guys?"

"Not sure, I heard you demolished my mother’s grave?" Li Qiao said, settling old accounts.

Dong Lamei pleaded innocence, "Who told you that? Look, it was your mother’s grave that tripped Jinhua, causing her miscarriage. In a fit of anger, I cursed a bit but did nothing else."

Li Shengcai said, "I can testify to that, and if you don’t believe me, you can see for yourself. Jinhua didn’t blame your mother afterward; instead, she thought she had offended your mother, bought paper money to burn for her. She has it tough too, with Feng Hu constantly beating her. After all, she’s your sister and married into the same village; you should look out for each other more. Like visiting your maternal home, make plans to go together in the future. It would reflect well on me too if you both visit."

Li Qiao snorted internally, blaming someone else for her miscarriage? Burning paper money out of guilt, perhaps? Tough? If you knew her life was hard, why did you let her marry him? Only concerned about your own face, have you ever considered your daughter’s feelings?

What kind of father is this?

Indifferent to others’ suffering.

Qin Jin’s face showed a smile, but a cold gleam flashed in the depths of his eyes, "I only have one little sister, I must take good care of her."

Li Shengcai nodded with satisfaction, "You’re sensible. I heard from Jinhua that you got an accounting certificate. Does that mean you can have a proper job in the future?"

"The certificate was bought with money, just for show."

Li Shengcai looked disappointed. A bought certificate, huh. He then changed the subject, "I heard you’ve made Li Jianguo rich. When are you going to take your brother under your wing?"

"Sure thing. But the business I do is somewhat risky, like the last time when Li Jianguo nearly ended up crippled. If you’re not afraid, I’ll take Jinniu with me after the New Year," Qin Jin said.

Li Shengcai: "A man should make his own way in the world."

Dong Lamei, seeing an opportunity for money, echoed, "That’s right."

Li Jinniu was unwilling. If an adult like Li Jianguo could get hurt, what about a child like him? "Dad’s not that old, why doesn’t he strike out with brother-in-law?"

Li Shengcai couldn’t keep face and scolded, "I’ve worked hard all my life and it’s time for me to rest. It’s time for you young people to endure hardships."

Li Qiao was speechless, thinking how he himself was lazy and yet expected the next generation to work hard.

Why do so few children from the countryside make it big? Firstly, the resources are meager, and secondly, there are many fathers like this one.

More trouble than they’re worth!

Li Jinniu: "In any case, I’m not going. If brother-in-law is to take anyone, it should be my fourth brother-in-law."

Dong Lamei thought it was feasible. Jinhua was her own flesh and blood, and a man who made money would surely think of her, unlike Li Qiao’s three sisters who only cared for themselves. "I’ll talk to your fourth brother-in-law later. Jin, our family is relying on you for better days."

Qin Jin grinned without mirth, "Sure thing."

Li Qiao thought to himself, this guy nearly crumbled last night when Li Jinhua scared him at the crucial moment; he almost wished he could kill Jinhua then. And today, here he was, promising to take care of things and saying he’d take Feng Erguanggun to make money—none of it boded well.

....

At lunch, the peanuts in the dish were gone. Qin Jin said, "Qiaoqiao, go buy two packs. Today, I’m not coming home until I’m drunk."

Li Shengcai was in the best of moods, appreciating Qin Jin’s ability to be sociable: "Agreed, not coming home until drunk."

As Li Qiao stood up, she quietly warned Qin Jin, "Dare to get drunk, and don’t you come into my bed tonight."

Qin Jin: "I know, I’ll be careful."

After purchasing peanuts from the convenience store, Li Qiao encountered Cai Hechuan and a pretty young girl in her twenties, laughing and talking.

Once Cai Hechuan’s eyes landed on Li Qiao, they couldn’t look away.

She wore a trendy short red down jacket, with a matching hat and a white scarf. Her hair was loose, and her skin was almost the same color as the scarf.

She had on loose black trousers and handmade white cotton shoes, which had little ears on them.

Especially cute.

Walking through the muddy ground, her shoes were somehow still clean.

Li Qiao quickly passed them, but the girl with Cai Hechuan stepped forward and gently tapped Li Qiao on the shoulder, "Hello, miss. I hope you don’t mind me asking, but where did you buy your clothes and shoes? They’re really pretty."

The girl spoke in a gentle and polite tone.

Li Qiao was willing to chat, "The clothes were bought by my partner, and the shoes were made by my grandmother."

"Would it be convenient to borrow the shoe pattern from you?"

Li Qiao: "I’m willing to lend it, but it’s not convenient, I left the pattern in Beijing."

"You’re from Beijing? What brings you here?"

Cai Hechuan answered for her, "She’s studying at Beijing University. She’s the Top Scholar from this year’s college entrance exam."

The girl looked at Li Qiao with admiration, "So you are Li Qiao. I also graduated from a local high school and was later recommended for university. I’m two grades above you and live in the town. Is the coursework at Beijing University difficult? Are there many scholarships available?"

Li Qiao smiled slightly, "Turns out you’re Senior Yu Xiu, nice to meet you. It’s manageable, there are plenty of scholarships; if you’re first in your core subjects, you can get 300 yuan."