How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 40 - Inexpensive_1
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This time, it was Li Jinhua who was taken aback, her slight smile of self-satisfaction gradually freezing on her face.
Both willing to be together?
In her past life, Li Qiao had never once been willing to accept Qin Jin.
Her heart and eyes were filled with Cai Hechuan, until she was abandoned and finally came to a sudden realization and regretted it.
So Li Qiao must have also been reborn!
No wonder!
No wonder that on the day she returned home, before she met Cai Hechuan, Li Qiao had said, “You think I don’t recognize him.”
Because by this time, Li Qiao only felt hatred towards Cai Hechuan.
That was also why her every scheme failed later on.
Damn it!
This fool had become so cunning and slippery after rebirth, successfully avoiding her probes time and time again.
“Then what about your previous relationship, how did that end up?” Hu Xiufang continued to press.
Li Qiao: “I don’t want to talk about it, if you’re interested you could ask around our village, everyone knows.”
Hu Xiufang felt somewhat embarrassed and had a guess— the other party was a college student, and Li Qiao had failed to get in.
The two weren’t a match.
But to marry a loser?
“I heard that Loser Qin beats people to death, you’d better be careful,” Hu Xiufang said.
Li Qiao was greatly embarrassed: “Eh, thank you for the reminder, I haven’t been beaten up so far.”
A group of people laughed.
Once everyone had arrived, the temporary class monitor announced that they should gather in the classroom for a big cleanup.
Only then did Li Qiao understand why some students came to school with brooms and shovels—it was for cleaning, as the poplar forest she had passed through was the playground used for physical exercises during breaks, and students also played there from time to time.
After the big cleanup, the group went back to the dormitory.
They took out their packed food and put it into lunch boxes, preparing to place them in the cafeteria’s big steamer to heat them up.
Li Qiao followed suit.
Li Jinhua exclaimed in surprise: “Third sister, you actually brought white flour buns.”
Li Qiao had thought everyone’s meal was the same, and only now did she realize hers was actually the best.
The others had either sweet potatoes or sorghum buns.
“Grandmother said I study hard, so she specially steamed them for me.”
Li Jinhua was extremely jealous.
In her previous life, Old Mrs.
Qin had always favored Li Qiao.
Because Li Qiao reported him, Qin Jin was sentenced to three years, and Old Mrs.
Qin was so aggrieved that she fell ill and never recovered.
Before she died, she even left a letter specifically instructing Qin Jin not to trouble Li Qiao after he got out.
Doesn’t fate have any sense of justice?
And yet such a wicked person was reborn!
Taking advantage of the moment Li Qiao went out with others, she secretly took two of Li Qiao’s white flour buns.
It’s better that she benefits from them rather than someone with a heart like a wolf and lungs like a dog.
….
After Li Qiao put away her lunchbox and was walking back, she only then saw Li Jinhua holding her lunchbox and leisurely heading towards the cafeteria.
She felt something strange.
The mere two times she had sat and eaten with Li Jinhua.
Li Jinhua always sat down first.
That indicated that the other party was proactive, so why today?
After lunch and some rest, they returned to the classroom, and the good seats were already taken.
Li Jinhua dragged Li Qiao to sit by the window.
Li Qiao actually wanted to sit with Hu Xiufang because she was the only one who knew of her marriage to Qin Jin and hadn’t distanced herself from her afterward.
But Li Jinhua was full of malice.
She was frightened.
Tired of being on guard against others every day.
But if she rejected Li Jinhua, her stepmother would hear of it and inevitably have words with her.
The more Li Qiao thought about it, the more annoyed she became.
She was so preoccupied that she didn’t even hear the teacher call her name.
“Li Qiao!
Is Li Qiao here?”
“Reporting to Mr.
Zhou, I’m here.” Li Qiao came back to her senses and raised her hand like a good student to speak.
“Come up and get your book.”
“Eh!” Li Qiao immediately stood up and went to the podium to get his book, picking it up in the order they were set.
He returned to his seat and immediately wrote his name on the book.
Li Jinhua got her book and sat staring at its content, her eyes glazing over.
She hadn’t touched a book in decades, having long returned all she had learned to her teachers.
She couldn’t understand a single math problem, and now there was the additional subject of English.
What was she going to do about the exam in a few months?
“Big sister, do you still remember all this stuff?”
Li Qiao didn’t understand.
“Why wouldn’t I remember?”
Realizing she had said the wrong thing, Li Jinhua bit her lip.
“I mean, we graduated over half a year ago, and I’ve pretty much forgotten everything we learned.
Plus, there’s English.
Do you understand that?” The only English she knew was ‘hello’, ‘toad oil’ and ‘fa-yin’ (phonetic rendering for ‘foreigner’), which she would blurt out nonsensically.
How was she supposed to take the exam?
Li Qiao thought to himself, blaming her own stupidity on someone else?
“I haven’t forgotten.
We’ll just have to learn English gradually.” Everyone was just starting to learn; they definitely wouldn’t make the questions too difficult.
Li Jinhua thought to herself, having been a homemaker for decades just like him, could his situation really be that much better than hers?
Suddenly, she exclaimed, “Why has your handwriting become so pretty?”
“I practiced at my husband’s house,” Li Qiao said.
Li Jinhua sneered secretly, it must be for Qin Jin that she had practiced.
She had seen a TV interview with him before.
The host asked him what he looked for in a partner, and after a long silence, he said that he would consider someone who had neat and good handwriting, since handwriting reflects the person.
Good handwriting implied good character and appearance.
Li Qiao’s handwriting used to be awful.
That must have left a shadow in Qin Jin’s mind.
He would subconsciously think that a woman with bad handwriting also had a poor character.
….
As the students finished getting their books one after another, the teacher began the lesson.
There were quite a few students who didn’t care for listening to the class.
They fidgeted, whispered to each other, and the bolder ones were even loud and boisterous.
The teacher just kept on with his lesson.
Li Qiao was shocked; if any of their teachers had faced such disrespectful students, a single phone call to the parents would have them leaving even a board meeting immediately to come to the school.
No matter how powerful the person, they would nod and bow in front of the teacher, apologizing profusely.
But here, the students acted like they were the bosses.
In such an atmosphere, Li Qiao finished the first day of school.
During the break, Li Qiao saw some students weaving nets with straw to repair the broken desks and decided to do the same.
To her surprise, Li Jinhua asked, “Big sister, when did you learn these weaving skills?”
“Grandma taught me,” Li Qiao said.
“It’s not really a skill, just tying a net.”
“You could do one for me too,” Li Jinhua suggested.
Li Qiao looked at her.
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Li Jinhua replied, “Then what do I need you for?”
Li Qiao: “…..” So was she supposed to relent?
“If you don’t want to do it, then forget it.”
Since they had classes, the desks could only be fixed bit by bit.
By the end of the day, Li Qiao still hadn’t managed to repair her desk.
After dinner, she planned to go back to the classroom to continue with the repairs.
She had just reached the dormitory entrance when she saw Du Xinxin and Han Ting.
The latter was carrying a plank of wood.
Li Qiao was pleasantly surprised, “Du Xinxin, Han Ting, what brings you here again?
What’s that for?”
“We saw that many desks in the classroom were broken, so we brought a plank especially for you,” Du Xinxin said.
Li Qiao was moved beyond words.
Aside from Old Mrs.
Qin and Qin Jin, the educated youths had been the kindest to her.
“I really can’t thank you enough.”
“There’s no need for thanks.”
Li Jinhua, who had come out of the dormitory with Li Qiao, felt jealous.
“Big sister, once your desk is fixed, what about mine?”
Li Qiao said, “You can have my straw when I’m done with it.”
Unhappy, Li Jinhua muttered loudly enough for Du Xinxin and Han Ting to hear, “You’re supposed to be my elder sister, is this how you treat your younger sister?”
Li Qiao refused to indulge her, “And how exactly do you treat me?”
She was a sister when it was convenient.
When it wasn’t, she’d steal her man.
Is this how one behaves as a younger sister?
Really—Xu Shilin ran off with Hu Meiniang, not wanting Blian anymore!
