How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 446 - 448: Stealing Meat_1

Qin Baby lowered his eyes and didn’t look at her.

Li Qiao smiled and said, "When my older sister came earlier, he acted the same way."

"Jingyi said he only agrees to be held by young, beautiful women. Is that true?"

Li Qiao: "How could that be? Our maid is a middle-aged woman, and there’s also the auntie next door. He lets them hold him too. Baby just doesn’t want to be close with you all because he’s not familiar."

Yu Xiu reached out to touch his little hand and found that his sleeve was sealed: "Oh, these are sleeve covers? You really come up with ideas to keep out the cold."

Li Qiao: "It’s been cold these past few days."

After some small talk, Yu Xiu brought up the matter of Mrs. Cai coming over to apologize: "She said you sent her. How did you manage her, making her listen to you like that? My parents harshly mocked her quite a bit, it was truly satisfying."

Li Qiao smiled: "Serves her right!" She recounted how Cai Hechuan poisoned her in Beijing: "Thankfully it was cold, and only my eyes were exposed, so I didn’t breathe in much of the poison. Otherwise, I’d be lying down like Li Jinhua now, needing someone to take care of me."

Yu Xiu shuddered: "He’s already married, what was he after? I don’t get it. He was a bit disgusting before, but not like this. It must be that his marriage is unhappy now, and he’s started thinking about your good qualities again. He poisoned you, how come he wasn’t arrested?"

Li Qiao’s eyes narrowed slightly: "Nowadays, it’s all about eyewitness and physical evidence. Just my word without evidence, and if he doesn’t confess, plus without finding any witnesses, of course he’d be let go." She had thought of this when she saw Cai Hechuan.

"He got off too easy." Yu Xiu then said, "After the New Year, I’m planning to work in Beijing at the Cultural Center, probably on the eighth day of the first lunar month."

"Have you bought the ticket?"

Li Qiao: "No, have you brought a recommendation letter? If you have, leave it here, and I’ll help you buy one."

"I’ll bring it over during the wedding feast tomorrow."

"That works," Li Qiao said.

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Yu Xiu stayed for quite a while before leaving. After Li Qiao saw her out, she opened the red envelope from Qin Baby’s pocket.

Yu Xiu had given fifty cents.

The older sister had given ten yuan, and Li Qiao also had to prepare red envelopes for when her little nephews came the next day.

Just as she settled the child down to look for red paper, Qin Jin came back, entered the house, picked up Qin Baby, kissing him all over: "Did my darling son miss me?"

"Mm, daddy," Qin Baby said, rubbing his face against his.

Qin Jin couldn’t stop grinning: "My darling son is so good, all the money I earn in the future will be yours."

Qin Baby: "Mm."

Li Qiao: "Don’t always say things like that, what if he takes it to heart and doesn’t want to strive for himself?" She wouldn’t mind if her son didn’t become successful, but he couldn’t be lazy and live off his parents.

"With me being so smart, and his mom a top scholar, how could he not strive? Even if he doesn’t want to, I will push him to. At the very least, he should become a multi-millionaire, right?" Qin Jin said.

Old Mrs. Qin interjected: "How you raise a child can be quite mysterious, and it doesn’t necessarily have much to do with me being smart or Qiaoqiao being a top scholar. Your mom is smart, and your dad’s not bad either, but I always thought you were going to be a failure and never had any expectations for you. And you, with such high hopes for Baby, be careful you don’t end up disappointed."

Qin Jin: "......" Is she really his grandmother? Calling him a failure! He’s always been ambitious, alright?

Li Qiao pursed her lips and chuckled: "Let’s just talk like this at home."

The old lady lifted her chin proudly, and as Li Qiao turned her head, she saw Yu Feng standing at the doorway eavesdropping on their conversation.

Qin Jin wanted to scold loudly, but he was holding his child and worried about startling Baby so he only said coldly, "What are you doing standing at our door?"

Yu Feng left, her eyes then drifting toward the busy cooks at the door. At Qin Jin’s wedding, there hadn’t been a single meat dish on the tables. Now that they had money, there were baskets of eggs piled up, with all the tables laden with meat.

Large pig trotters, pork knuckles, big goose legs.

Chicken, duck, fish.

Everything one could want.

They had to use ration coupons to buy two pounds of pork when they went to the market, where did Qin Jin get all this meat?

When no one was around at night, she’d come over and steal a bit.

After all, the Loser’s family wouldn’t be able to finish all that meat.

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After dark, Qin Jin led a dog from Feng Fugui’s house to guard the front gate.

The cook said, "Is this dog reliable? Won’t it steal from us? Maybe I should keep watch instead, and just sleep in the kitchen shed."

Qin Jin suggested he sleep in the storeroom, "It’s windy outside, and if you catch a cold, it could delay tomorrow’s work."

The cook responded, "Eh, alright, I’ll leave the main door open and take a look around at night."

Food stacked outside attracted quite a few cats during the first half of the night.

The dog barked from time to time, chasing them away.

The commotion kept the nearby residents awake, but no one dared to object.

After all, who would question Qin Mian when he had the skills?

In the middle of the night, Yu Feng saw that the dog had also fallen asleep and quietly approached the makeshift kitchen table, intending to carry away a basin of meat. Just as her hand touched the basin, the dog started barking. Startled, she turned to run, tripped over a stool at her feet, and let out a sharp scream as she fell.

Lights from nearby houses came on all at once.

The first to burst out of the door was the cook, who had been sleeping in the storeroom. He saw a dark figure darting away and, in a few quick steps, grabbed the person. "What are you doing? Are you stealing something?"

Yu Feng: "Who is stealing? What did I steal from you?"

At this point, other nearby residents came out to see what was happening.

Qin Jin was among them, checking around with a flashlight.

Nothing was missing from the kitchen shed, but the overturned stool suggested that Yu Feng had been there. He inferred that her plan to steal the meat was unsuccessful because the dog suddenly barked. "You came to steal the meat, didn’t you?"

"Who stole the meat? You’re falsely accusing me!" Yu Feng retorted, "My daughter-in-law is a seamstress now. She has money and often buys meat to eat. Would I need to steal?"

The noise drew out the curious neighbors.

Yu Feng, not wanting to become the talk of the town, struggled to leave.

But the cook held on to her tightly.

"What are you doing? Acting like a hooligan?" The moment Yu Feng cried out, the cook got scared and let go.

Just as Yu Feng was about to run home, Qin Jin blocked her way and grabbed her wrist. He took out a flashlight from his pocket and shone it on her hand.

In the light, it was clear that Yu Feng’s hand was greasy.

He immediately demanded, "What’s this?"

Yu Feng, still not quite comprehending, responded, "What’s this what?"

Qin Jin: "Your hands are all oily, and you’re here at our doorstep in the middle of the night, knocking over a stool. If that’s not stealing meat, then what is it?"

The onlookers began talking among themselves:

"No wonder the dog kept barking."

"I saw her lurking around earlier this evening. Never thought she would steal from the Qin family."

"Exactly, we’re all villagers here. How could she?"

"Her own son is no good, hardly gets to eat meat all year. Suddenly, there’s meat, and she’s tempted, isn’t she? To be honest, I’m tempted too, but the Qin family invited me, and I haven’t eaten tonight, waiting for the feast tomorrow."

"Same here. Qin Jin said there’d be plenty to eat. I wonder if there will be enough for all of us tomorrow."

"......"

At that moment, the front door of Yu Feng’s house opened.

Feng, Yu Feng’s husband, and their son Feng Hu walked out from the courtyard.

"What’s with all these people not sleeping?"

"Loser Qin, why are you grabbing my mom?" Feng Hu demanded angrily.

Qin Jin retorted, "You’re the loser!" Back when he thought being a loser was something impressive, he didn’t realize how shameful it was. "I have a name, and I’m not called ’loser.’ Do you have the right to call me that?" Not even his grandmother would call him that! Why would anyone else? "Your mother was caught red-handed stealing meat from my house! Explain that."