How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 444 - 446: Instruction_1

Upon seeing the situation, Li Qiao calmly stepped forward, pinched the philtrum to rescue Li Jinhua, and soon, the other person slowly regained consciousness.

"You, you! Even as a ghost, I won’t let you off," Li Jinhua said through gritted teeth, filled with hate.

Li Qiao: "Even if I were a ghost, you couldn’t beat me even if you died."

Li Jinhua was gasping for breath.

Li Qiao hooked the corner of her mouth and turned to walk out the door.

Li Shengcai said, "What are you doing? Leaving just like that? Shouldn’t you be visiting relatives and eating at home during the New Year’s celebration?"

Li Qiao: "I would love to eat, but I’m afraid of being poisoned and paralyzed."

Dong Lamei was equally hopping mad, grabbing a pot shovel and running out of the kitchen: "You ungrateful girl, I kindly made food for you, and you don’t eat it, that’s fine, but what’s this about poisoning?"

Li Qiao suddenly screamed: "Ah! The wicked stepmother is going to hit me!" And she ran off.

Dong Lamei: "..."

Li Shengcai was unhappy: "What are you doing bringing a pot shovel out for? That damn girl rarely comes back, and before we could get on her good side, now look, you’ve offended her again..."

Dong Lamei: "..."

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Li Qiao, in good spirits, walked home with a light step, meeting many villagers along the way who actively greeted her, wanting to follow her to the capital to work.

Li Qiao agreed to all of them, explaining the salary and benefits in detail, and added, "Tomorrow, I’ll have Jin take you all for a health check-up, and if you don’t pass, we won’t take you, okay?"

Qin Jin hadn’t thought about this when recruiting workers earlier.

As a result, one person fell ill in the factory, and was treated for over a month.

Nan Chuyi said it was a congenital illness, incurable.

That person’s family claimed they had never been sick from childhood to adulthood and even found witnesses to prove it.

There was quite a dispute for a while.

In the end, the factory fired the person, but gave them a settlement fee.

"Health check-up? What’s that for?"

Li Qiao: "To check for heart, lung, infectious diseases, and the like."

"Qiaoqiao, like myself at fifty, do you still need me?"

Li Qiao eyed the person who spoke, with a sturdy figure and holding a dry pipe—a look that told her this person could endure hardship. She said, "If you pass the health check-up, we’ll take you. The workshop where materials are stored is strictly no fire, so if you have a smoking habit, it probably won’t suit you."

"I smoke occasionally, but I definitely won’t when I’m working."

"Good, tomorrow Jin will come over, you follow everyone for the health check-up. It’s free, and if someone asks you for money privately, don’t give them a penny," Li Qiao cautioned, as such incidents had occurred during last year’s collective health check-ups.

There were scammers and workers unaware of the situation who said the health check-up had an additional fee, and many paid. When discovered, it turned out it was relatives of the workshop workers behind it.

"Eh, alright. I’ve always known Jin would make something of himself, doing everything with integrity."

"Qiaoqiao really has an eye for men, knowing how to pick them."

"Jinhua has poor judgment."

"..."

Li Qiao had a smile on her face, but inside she thought, Li Jinhua wasn’t wrong in her judgment at all; Feng Erguanggun must have his merits.

But in such a poor and remote place, and with Feng Erguanggun being lazy and gluttonous, what good prospects could he have?

Could it be that their house was going to be demolished?

But the Feng Family Village was far from the county town; would it be included in the planning?

Or, in Li Jinhua’s memory, Qin Jin would build a factory in the village in the future and use Feng Hu’s land. With that thought, she suddenly saw the light.

Unfortunately, Li Jinhua’s calculations didn’t play out to the end; she was driven out by Feng Hu’s family before that.

Li Qiao bid farewell to the villagers and headed home. Qin Jin and the child were basking in the sun in the yard, while the little girl from the neighboring Peng Chunhua’s family was there, holding a small hoe, asking Qin Baby if he wanted to join her in weeding.

Qin Baby swung his little arms from side to side, indicating he couldn’t play, but his peripheral vision caught Li Qiao, and his little body excitedly jumped up: "Mama!"

Li Qiao smiled and stepped forward to pick up the child: "Did you miss me?"

"Uh-huh."

Li Qiao rubbed her face against his, the new skin is just different, so soft and tender. "Mama missed you too."

Mother and son doted on each other for a while, then Li Qiao said to Qin Jin: "Many people from Tulou Village want to follow us to Beijing, and I’ve already agreed. Will you take them for the medical exam tomorrow?"

Qin Jin: "Sure. The garment factory really does need some labor."

Those from our village that could be taken, have been taken.

Some, when invited by him to go, would not.

Their reason being that working a job is not long-lasting, and that tending to the land is the proper business.

There are many hardworking people in the village, so he had plans to set up a transport company for fruits and vegetables and hire professionals to teach the stay-behinds how to farm. When it was time to harvest, he would be responsible for selling. But after comprehensive consideration, he gave up the idea in the end.

The conditions are not yet ripe, he’ll wait a few more years to see.

Peng Chunhua’s little niece, while playing, whispered softly: "Auntie, I’m a bit hungry."

Qin Jin: "If you’re hungry, go home to eat."

"My mom isn’t home, and my grandma said if I get hungry, I should come to you." The little girl looked at them with innocent eyes.

Qin Jin: "That damn old hag, always trying to take advantage of us!"

"Forget it, a little child won’t eat much." Li Qiao said to the little girl: "Wait a moment." She went into the kitchen, lifted the lid of the pot, and took out a meat bun: "We only have this for now, make do with it, sit there to eat."

The little girl took the bun, leaving a black handprint on it.

Li Qiao couldn’t stand it and helped the child wash her hands clean.

The child sat to the side to eat.

Li Qiao also made a cup of soy milk for her, in case the child choked on eating too much dry food.

Qin Baby gulped down his saliva on the side: "Mama, next."

"Do you want to eat too?" Li Qiao laughed and returned to the kitchen to tear off a piece of bun wrapper for him.

Qin Baby had no teeth and slowly sucked on it in his mouth.

Li Qiao noticed the shoes on the little girl’s feet, patched and sewn, and the threads between the uppers and soles were coming apart. She said: "Aren’t your feet cold?"

The little girl just focused on eating.

She bowed her head and said nothing.

Li Qiao: "Her family doesn’t seem to care if her feet get frostbite."

Qin Jin: "Kids have a lot of energy and keep moving all the time; they don’t get cold. When I was little, many girls around my age in the village would go barefoot in winter."

Li Qiao didn’t believe it: "Are you kidding? Wouldn’t going barefoot in winter freeze your feet off?"

Qin Jin: "Some did get frostbitten, and severe cases could even rot. But after enduring it for a while, they healed on their own. Nowadays, conditions are much better than they were a decade or two ago. Although not wealthy, people can eat their fill and wear warm clothes. I remember a family in our village had only one pair of pants—whomever went out wore them."

Li Qiao couldn’t help laughing: "Don’t exaggerate. How come I didn’t know about that?" Since the older sister went to university, every time she met, she liked to talk about the difficult days bringing up the original owner as a child, but she never mentioned not having clothes or shoes to wear.

Qin Jin smiled wryly: "How would I know why you didn’t know?"

Li Qiao: "....."

After the little girl was full and satisfied, she said: "Auntie, can you give me another bun when I go home? I want to give it to my little brother."

Li Qiao: "Sure."

Qin Jin disdainfully said: "Taking and eating." Facing Qin Baby, his expression instantly softened: "Son, see that? People with thick skin won’t starve anywhere, you learn from that. But we don’t play with thick-skinned people. Especially those who like to ask for your help, no matter if they are male or female, attractive or not, don’t bother with them; it’ll just hold you back." He instructed the child.

Qin Baby nodded solemnly: "Uh-huh! Daddy."

"Hey, that sounds so good. Say it a few more times."

"Daddy daddy daddy daddy daddy."

Li Qiao couldn’t help but laugh; children who understood adult speech were so much fun.

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