How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s
Chapter 275 - 277: Impossible_1

Chapter 275: Chapter 277: Impossible_1

Xue Lingqing, in just a few words, both accused Xue Sufen of unreasonably seizing a third and hinted at Jiang Wanqiu leading a wayward child.

He even brought up Sufen’s father.

Jiang Wanqiu, furious, stood up straight and barked, "You little shit, are you cursing at me?"

"Why do you take it personally? I was referring to the one leading Sufen astray. I thought it was her father, but unexpectedly, you hurry to confess. As an elder, why do you keep using terms like seducing in front of the younger ones, such severe and indecent language?"

Jiang Wanqiu: "..."

Xue Lingqing then addressed Sufen, "The slap you received was light, if it had been me, I would have fractured your bones. Always seducing this and that, it’s disgraceful! Tomorrow I’m going to call Xue to take you back." With that, he left.

Sufen panicked, "Grandma, look at him! I got beaten, and he’s still not satisfied, always berating me. And he believes Li Qiao rather than me."

Jiang Wanqiu slammed the table, "Tomorrow, I will demand an explanation from Old Mrs. Qin!"

True to her word, the next day Jiang Wanqiu went to the Qin family’s door to seek justice for Xue Sufen.

But there was no one from the Qin family at home.

Around five-thirty in the afternoon, she went to the Qin family’s home again.

Old Mrs. Qin and Qin Jin were there.

Jiang Wanqiu exaggeratedly accused Li Qiao of wrongdoing.

Old Mrs. Qin, after hearing the story, exclaimed in surprise, "It was Qin Jin who hit her, right? How could my dear daughter-in-law stir up trouble?"

Qin Jin: "..." Did he have a face that looked like trouble?

Jiang Wanqiu: "..." Are you deaf? She reiterated, "It was Li Qiao who hit her, there’s no doubt about it. Sufen’s face is still a bit red today."

"Impossible! Qiaoqiao would never hit Sufen, you must be mistaken," Old Mrs. Qin insisted.

She knew her granddaughter-in-law’s character the best.

She was a child who knew how to judge the situation. Xue Lingqing was an elder and also a teacher from whom she learned, and with Sufen as the teacher’s own niece, even if she had complaints or resentment, she wouldn’t dare to strike.

If you said Qin Jin hit someone, she might believe it.

Jiang Wanqiu: "..."

Old Mrs. Qin retrieved some morels from inside the house, "These morels were mailed over from Qin Jin’s hometown friends; I’m giving you some to taste."

Jiang Wanqiu: "... Are you trying to settle the matter of your Qiaoqiao hitting my granddaughter with a bag of mushrooms?"

Old Mrs. Qin: "Go home and ask properly before talking. If it was indeed my granddaughter-in-law who hit her, I will slap myself twice and apologize to you."

Jiang Wanqiu: "..." Playing dirty tricks, she thought. "I don’t want your things." She stormed off angrily.

Old Mrs. Qin carried the bag and followed her: "Take it."

"I don’t want it," Jiang Wanqiu quickened her pace.

Old Mrs. Qin chased after her, thinking that had it been someone else, she wouldn’t even bother offering it. But Xue often sent her favorite things to her door, and etiquette demanded reciprocity; having good things, she couldn’t be stingy, could she?

Jiang Wanqiu stepped inside her home, with Old Mrs. Qin following closely behind.

Old Mr. Xue was sitting on the living room couch watching TV. Hearing the noise, he turned his head and was delighted to see Old Mrs. Qin, "Xiangjun, what brings you here today? What’s that in your hand?"

Jiang Wanqiu: "I just walked in myself, and you didn’t seem happy."

Old Mr. Xue thought Jiang Wanqiu was being dramatic, what’s there to be happy about seeing one’s own family?

Xiangjun was a guest, and he had to show some enthusiasm; if she thought he wasn’t welcoming, what if she decided not to visit next time? Qin had been good to him. He had sustained an injury in his early years, leaving a sequela that hindered his mobility, and he was still undergoing treatment. By the time he recovered and went back to his hometown, those from the Qin family either had died or escaped.

Now that he had a hard time meeting anyone, he wished he could compensate them with money.

But this old woman controlled his pension, forcing him to stoop to stealing Lingqing’s meal tickets and to re-gifting presents sent by others.

Now she even wanted to deprive him of his smiling face, utterly despicable.

He glared at her and then smiled at Old Mrs. Qin, "On the day of the school anniversary, I also saw Qiaoqiao and Qin Jin’s performance; it was even better than during the selection." Thank goodness Sufen didn’t report them, or else he’d have suffered for days.

Old Mrs. Qin: "The two children put in a lot of effort. These are the mushrooms from Qin Jin’s hometown friends; we’ve sent you some before, and now we have fresh ones."

"Oh, great," Old Mr. Xue accepted them.

Xue Sufen returned at that time, and Jiang Wanqiu pulled her aside, "Sufen, tell your Madam Xue in detail, was it Li Qiao who hit you?"

"If not Li Qiao, then who else?" Xue Sufen came in a fury.

Old Mrs. Qin looked left and right, her skin clear and white, "There’s nothing on it." Bluster, just a light tap and she claims it was a hit! Running home to make accusations.

Being unreasonable!

Jiang Wanqiu: "..."

Xue Sufen: "...."

Old Mr. Xue asked, "What’s the matter? Qiaoqiao hit Sufen? Wasn’t it Sufen who hit Qiaoqiao?"

Xue Sufen started to cry out of grievance.

She had a class with her uncle that day, and although he rarely asked questions, he unexpectedly called on her to answer, and it wasn’t an easy one. She didn’t manage to answer, and he criticized her in front of her classmates, hurting her self-esteem.

At home, her grandfather twisted the facts again, "It was Li Qiao who hit me, wuu wuu..."

Jiang Wanqiu said with heartache, "Xiangjun, if you don’t give me an explanation, we’ll have to end our friendship."

Old Mrs. Qin said, "I’ll go home and ask about it." She left, and while Li Qiao was not at home, she spoke to Qin Jin, "Did Qiaoqiao tell you that she hit Sufen?"

"No, she didn’t say anything—and if she did hit her, she hit her."

Old Mrs. Qin said, "That’s right, if she hit her, she hit her. Would I punish my own granddaughter-in-law for an outsider?" She didn’t plan to get involved in this matter, nor was she afraid of breaking ties with Jiang Wanqiu, but she had to give face to Xue.

Since they were young, he always protected her, and they maintained a caring relationship into their old age, so she couldn’t blame him for the younger generation’s conflicts.

However, she didn’t inquire about the details from Li Qiao; she believed her granddaughter-in-law would not make trouble without reason.

Xue Sufen must have been at fault to begin with.

....

The next morning, Old Mrs. Qin visited the Xue Family and told Jiang Wanqiu, "I’ve already slapped Qiaoqiao. This morning, as soon as we got up, I slapped her and sent her running."

Jiang Wanqiu’s upstairs window overlooked the yard of the Qin family, and she had been observing the Qin family’s situation since the previous night.

Li Qiao returned home very late.

By then, Ruan Xiangjun had already gone to bed.

This morning, first thing, she put on her reading glasses to keep watch over the Qin family’s every move.

In the morning, Ruan Xiangjun went into Li Qiao’s room, and not long after, Li Qiao left without even combing her hair.

So Ruan Xiangjun’s statement was likely true.

She decided to let it go, "Since that’s the case, I won’t pursue the matter further."

Old Mrs. Qin said, "This time, I believed Sufen. But if there is a next time, I will have to stand by Qiaoqiao. And since the child ran off after I slapped her, if she holds a grudge and doesn’t want to be with my Jin, you’ll have to compensate me for my granddaughter-in-law."

Jiang Wanqiu’s face turned sour.

There’s a next time?

And she would have to make up for the granddaughter-in-law?

Her own daughter-in-law wasn’t even settled yet.

Holding back, she said, "Not to speak ill of your Jin, but he’s too indulgent with women. Just a slap and she runs? Which mother-in-law and daughter-in-law don’t have conflicts? If they leave over every argument, how can life go on? My son isn’t like that; he keeps his daughter-in-law in line."

Jiang Wanqiu praised her son while not forgetting to belittle her grandson-in-law.

"It’s also my fault for not asking Qiaoqiao and Sufen what their conflict was about, for believing an outsider over her. Our family’s Jin would never do such a thing; he always sides with reason over kinship." Old Mrs. Qin hinted that Jiang Wanqiu’s family judged without discernment.

Jiang Wanqiu understood the implication and her eyebrows shot up in anger.

"I’m someone who works for a living, have to go to the library to organize books to earn my retirement money; I can’t afford the luxury of relying on a man to live like you do. I’ll be going." Old Mrs. Qin ended with another jab at Jiang Wanqiu and left in high spirits.

She knew the Xue family could see the Qin family’s yard, so she deliberately turned off her granddaughter-in-law’s alarm clock the night before. The child overslept, and in the morning when she went to call her, the child, worried about being late, ran off without even washing her face.

Jiang Wanqiu: "..."