How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 30 - Applying Eye Medicine_1
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The staff told her that Qin Jin indeed came yesterday, and after completing a statement, he went back.
Li Jinhua left in a daze after learning this, unable to understand why everything was completely different from her memory.
She really couldn’t accept it.
To be with Qin Jin, she not only offended her three older sisters, but also turned down a good suitor.
In her past life, she chose a worker from the supply and marketing cooperative to be her partner, but this life, she could choose a teacher.
Teachers have a pension.
Though it may not bring wealth and riches, it ensures food and clothing are covered.
Li Jinhua was filled with regret and then suddenly remembered something.
Just after the New Year’s, her mother fell into a ditch one evening and injured her arm.
Around that time, Qin Jin was arrested for being involved in a murder case in the village, and Li Qiao returned alone to her mother’s house to visit and to discuss divorcing Qin Jin with her family, but her parents, fearing shame, disagreed.
In this life, Qin Jin is fine, so they should come together, right?
When the time comes, she planned to prepare a table full of good wine and dishes to host them.
Qin Jin gets drunk easily, so she waits for him to pass out then trick Li Qiao into the cellar and lock him up.
She could spend the night with Qin Jin, and if she didn’t get pregnant, she could pretend to be pregnant.
She wasn’t afraid Li Qiao wouldn’t bless their union.
Thinking about this, she reignited her hope.
….
Far away at the youth spot, Li Qiao sneezed.
Du Xinxin said, “The weather’s been fluctuating these days; take care not to catch a cold.”
“Yep.” Li Qiao rubbed his itchy nose and lowered his head to continue his exercises.
Liu Jing, who couldn’t understand the problem, came forward to ask for help.
After reading through, Li Qiao began with the most basic knowledge to explain and analyze, guiding the other party to find the answer.
After solving the problem and checking the answer, Liu Jing gave her a thumbs up: “It’s exactly like the reference answer, you’re incredible.
You know everything.”
Wang Nannan looked up, paused her pen and said, “Li Qiao, your knowledge is much more solid than Han Ting’s.
You hardly ever get a question wrong, and he was only three points short of passing.
With your skills, you shouldn’t have failed the exam.”
She had initially thought Li Qiao was just pretending to be good at studying.
Only after interacting did she realize she truly had substantive knowledge.
No matter how hard the problem, she could make it clear to you.
Even for Chinese comprehension, she had answering techniques.
It was eye-opening.
Li Qiao gave an embarrassed smile, “I was just too nervous at the time and didn’t perform well.”
Wang Nannan didn’t buy it: “I heard from the villagers that you hit Feng Dezhong when he kidnapped you.
You stayed calm facing a murderer, and you’re telling me an exam made you nervous?”
Li Qiao rolled his eyes: “The knife was on my neck, it was a matter of life and death, how could I be careless?
If you were in my place with a knife to your neck, you might have been even more impressive than me.”
The rest of the group laughed.
Wang Nannan also laughed: “About the private trade spot that Qin Jin took you to, when are you going back?
Take me with you.” She regretted not going last time.
“I’m not planning on going back, it’s too dangerous.
Once I start school, I’ll take class notes and bring back test papers for you guys to study, it’s the same thing,” Li Qiao said.
Everyone thanked her together and promised to treat her to dinner after high school.
Li Qiao held out her fist: “It’s a promise, then.” She hadn’t had the chance to eat out here yet.
“It’s a promise.” Everyone took turns touching fists with her to seal their vows.
…
In the following days, Li Qiao stayed at the youth spot.
On the eighth day of the new year, Li Shengcai came to find her and told her Dong Lamei had injured her arm in a fall and asked her to find time to visit her mother’s house.
Li Qiao was still angry with Li Shengcai.
She didn’t give him a warm welcome.
“Just a moment, I’ll check with him,” she said.
Thinking to herself, “I don’t want to go back just yet.”
Old Mrs.
Qin did prepare gifts, but Li Qiao made the excuse of studying and said he would return later when he had time, then hurried with his books to the youth studying spot.
Peng Chunhua, showing off her pregnancy of just over a month, greeted Li Qiao, “Going to see the educated youths again?”
Li Qiao hummed in response, “Hello, Sister Chunhua.”
“Hey.” Peng Chunhua eyed Li Qiao’s retreating figure and turned to visit the Qin family, applying eye medication to Old Mrs.
Qin.
“Isn’t Qiaoqiao supposed to start a city job?
Why is he still reviewing?
Does Jin not get jealous with him running to the youth spot all the time?”
Old Mrs.
Qin didn’t take it seriously, “What’s there to be jealous about studying?”
Peng Chunhua cleared her throat, “Old Mrs.
Qin, it’s not that I’m stirring up trouble, but quite a few people in the village are talking about Qiaoqiao and Han Ting, saying their relationship is unclear, and some have even seen them exchanging intimate looks.”
Old Mrs.
Qin stared her down, “Who said that?
Just watch, I’m going to rip their mouths apart.”
Peng Chunhua’s eyes flickered, “I forgot who said it.”
Old Mrs.
Qin said coldly, “There are also rumors in the village about Jin being involved in a murder.”
Peng Chunhua offered a strained smile, “These people, they love to talk nonsense when they have nothing better to do.”
Old Mrs.
Qin didn’t continue the conversation, and Peng Chunhua shifted the subject a couple of times and then left after a brief chat.
…
Old Mrs.
Qin decided to accompany Li Qiao personally to prevent the village gossipers from talking nonsense.
She brought food over at noon.
Li Qiao was quite surprised, “Grandma, what brings you here?”
“I thought you’ve been coming home late every day; you must be very hungry.
So I decided to bring you food earlier today.”
Li Qiao opened his lunch box to find wheat buns paired with cabbage and tofu, and there was even a fried egg.
He was very satisfied with the meal; it was considered plentiful.
“I’ll eat now,” Li Qiao told the educated youths.
“Perfect timing, we’re about to cook too.”
After eating, Li Qiao walked a few laps outside the wall of the youth spot and returned to continue answering questions at the table.
Old Mrs.
Qin sat in the courtyard watching Wang Nannan and Du Xinxin busy themselves, and joined them in some casual chatter.
After they had all shared a meal, with no intention of leaving, she instead sat down next to Li Qiao, “With Jin not at home, I don’t feel like making visits.
I’ll keep you company here today.”
Li Qiao’s eyes curved into a smile, “Sure.”
In the evening, when Li Qiao was about to leave, the team leader came to inform them that they were to gather at the threshing field at 5:30 the next morning to start digging a drainage canal.
The educated youths groaned and grumbled; digging was the hardest labor, leaving them with no energy to study afterwards.
Old Mrs.
Qin laughed, “Even if you’re exhausted, you have to muster the energy.
Otherwise, you might end up staying here forever doing farm work.”
“You’re right, Old Mrs.
Qin,” Wang Nannan chimed in, then asked Li Qiao, “Are you going to dig the canal tomorrow?”
“I have to,” Li Qiao said.
“See you tomorrow then.”
“Mhm.”
Before the break of dawn the next day, Li Qiao and Qin Jin armed themselves with farming tools and headed to the threshing field.
The canal was to be dug at the edge of the field where the ground was tough and wet.
Inexperienced in proper farmwork, having only fed pigs for a few days, Li Qiao’s hand blistered after just a couple of shovel swings.
The pain made him gnash his teeth and grimace.
Qin Jin, finding out, felt terribly sorry for him and told him to rest on the side while he took over his work.
Li Qiao, tired to the bones, sat by the roadside and thought of Dong Lamei.
Though she was a stepmother with her own motives, she had provided for and allowed the original host to complete high school.
Now that she was injured,
it was only right for Li Qiao, who occupied the original host’s body, to fulfill his filial duties on behalf of the original host.
He resolved to visit Dong Lamei with Qin Jin once they finished digging the canal.
As for Li Jinhua, that was a separate issue; he could just ignore that woman.
Peng Chunhua, even with her pregnancy, was tasked with canal digging.
She found Li Qiao relaxing on the side and said sourly, “Qiaoqiao can’t handle the labor; maybe you should go home and rest.”
Li Qiao replied, “That’s my intention.” He preferred studying; reading was the easiest thing, after all—it certainly wasn’t for everyone to handle digging the earth.
