How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 159 - 161: The Good-for-Nothing_1

He Qiurong, ignored by everyone, cursed inwardly, "Used goods my son tired of playing with, what’s there to be proud of?"

The minibus arrived.

He Qiurong rushed to get on first and grab a seat.

Li Qiao, unhurried, got on last and sat next to Li Fang.

Li Fang took the opportunity to cozy up, "Qiaoqiao, now that you’ve gone to university in Beijing, will you stay there after graduation? You’ll probably get a lot of salary and food rations, right? I’m so envious of you."

Li Qiao smiled, "If you could get into the breeding farm, that wouldn’t be bad either. I’m not sure if I’ll stay, but most likely, yes." She believed that with her ability and effort, she could secure a foothold in Beijing.

"What about Qin Jin and his grandmother when the time comes?"

"Of course, I’ll bring them both to share in my good fortune." The person Li Qiao was most grateful to was her grandmother. No matter what gossip the villagers spread about her, her grandmother’s attitude towards her was consistently kind.

She didn’t do farm work, and her grandmother wasn’t annoyed with her, even reflecting on how the poor conditions at home didn’t give her a better life.

Unlike some mothers-in-law in the village who would curse loudly if their daughters-in-law didn’t work for a day.

Yu Feng next door was a typical example.

He Qiurong was all ears, filled with both jealousy and envy.

"Even that loser and the old lady can enjoy life, why can’t I?" She felt irritated inside and didn’t want others to feel comfortable either, "Could you really not take them in? The village people’s spit could drown you. But I’m really curious, how did you deceive the Loser on your wedding night?"

"Mom, stop it," Cai Hechuan pushed He Qiurong.

He Qiurong’s words attracted sidelong glances from the people around.

Deceive a man on the wedding night?

She’s not a maiden?

Listening to their conversation, the girl is a college student, from Beijing University no less.

Was she the Top Scholar who was the talk of the commune some time ago? She looks so pretty and clean, how could this be?

At first, Li Qiao didn’t grasp what He Qiurong meant, but when everyone around started looking at her with disdain and contempt, she leaned back in her seat, fuming with anger.

This was outwardly telling everyone she wasn’t a virgin.

Even if she wasn’t, it’s not right to publicly flog her like this, is it?

And that damn Cai Hechuan, he actually let He Qiurong slander her.

She took a deep breath, "I never deceive anyone. It’s you who spreads rumors and causes trouble, later I’ll tell the Loser you think he’s a fool."

He Qiurong: "..."

It was then that Cai Hechuan finally spoke up, "Qiaoqiao, don’t stoop to my mother’s level."

Li Qiao was both angry and depressed, "Can’t you explain to your mother that there’s nothing between us?"

What a man!

Cai Hechuan cleared his throat, looked down, and said, "Mom, there’s nothing between Qiaoqiao and me, don’t talk nonsense. She’s married now, if this gets out, what if Qin Jin hits her?"

Just mentioning the first part was enough for everyone to believe him, but he had to bring up the marriage and even express concern about her getting hit by a man, as if to deliberately clear things up for Li Qiao.

The seated passengers whispered among themselves.

Li Qiao was furious, this dog of a man, how could he be so malicious? She really wanted to send He Qiurong and her son to be locked up for a few days.

But if she reported this, all her colleagues would hear the gossip about her, how embarrassing would that be?

He Qiurong indeed kept quiet now; she was worried about the Loser causing trouble for her.

Because, during a previous encounter with the Loser, he had hinted to her that Li Qiao was still a maiden when she was with him.

Once they entered the city and the bus emptied, Cai Hechuan and He Qiurong moved to an empty row in front, but Li Qiao deliberately chose to sit behind them.

Cai Hechuan glanced at the girl, who wore a simple white short-sleeved shirt, revealing her slender neck. Her delicate skin with almost transparent hairs was extremely tempting.

That damn Loser Qin, he got the girl he had longed for.

He Qiurong poked him, "We’re getting off, what are you looking at?"

Cai Hechuan shifted his gaze and was the first to get up and walk out, with He Qiurong following behind. Li Qiao quietly stuck out her leg, causing He Qiurong to stumble and fall forward.

She fell onto Cai Hechuan’s back, and he, caught off guard, fell over.

He Qiurong went down like a row of dominoes.

"Ouch!"

He Qiurong sprang up and looked behind, Li Qiao had already retracted his foot, facing outward.

"Was it you who tripped me?"

"Huh?" Li Qiao turned his head, pretending to be confused.

"Are you getting off the bus or not?" the driver urged.

Cai Hechuan felt quite embarrassed being tripped in front of everyone. He stood up, calmly patted the dust off his pants and adjusted the hair on his forehead. "Mom, are you okay? Let’s get off."

He Qiurong stamped her foot. "You’ll pay for this!"

As soon as the bus closed its doors and left, Li Qiao made a face at He Qiurong, but Cai Hechuan caught him in the act.

She mouthed insults at him: "Bad seed, country bumpkin, mama’s boy, pathetic loser!"

Cai Hechuan: "..." Was that a curse?

...

Li Qiao arrived at the office lobby five minutes early.

He saw Ma Ling wearing a red dress. Her eyes were a bit small, but the shape was long and slim, not at all unattractive.

Her nose was neither high nor low, her mouth of a moderate size, and with a face slightly cherubic, she looked quite delicate.

"You’re very well dressed today. Are you going on a blind date?"

"Yes, this time he’s a surgeon, which is fairly close to my field. I heard he looks pretty good; I have to seize the opportunity," Ma Ling said with a gleam in her eyes.

Li Qiao felt as if he saw his cousin in her—thirty years old, going on blind dates now and then, but never with any success.

Ugly ones were rich, handsome ones poor, and those both rich and handsome found fault with her family.

Later, like possessed, she started to be superstitious, visiting every major temple to pray, wishing for someone with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs, younger by five years—ten would even do—and savings that met a small target.

When she was on break, her cousin told her she would soon visit Xiashan Temple in Yanjing. Since she was studying in Yanjing, she acted as a guide and took her cousin there—it wouldn’t have been right to come for nothing, right?

She also made a wish without much thought about love, not knowing how to define the standards for a partner, her wish earnest: "Someone decent-looking who would cherish her would do."

After making her offerings, something happened, and she ended up here.

She missed her sister, missed her home so much.

She reluctantly brought her thoughts back. "I think Xu Feng is not bad, why don’t you consider him?" she suggested. "It would be better to keep it internal. Plus, you’re of similar ages and have common interests."

"The rabbit doesn’t eat the grass around its burrow," Ma Ling said.

At that moment, Xu Feng also arrived. Hearing the last two sentences, he looked somewhat uncomfortable. "As if I would be interested in her."

"Like anyone would want you," Ma Ling glared at Xu Feng and returned to her seat to review the Peony Commune case files.

Li Qiao was also looking. The victim was a male, asphyxiated due to compression of the neck.

He had been soaked in water for several days and was unrecognizable.

They had sent out his clothes in missing person notices for several days but had received no news. Still, the case had to be investigated.

Ma Ling: "Li Qiao, let’s go back to the scene later."

"I’ll come too," Xu Feng said.

Li Qiao: "Let’s all go, three heads are better than one."

The three of them took some simple tools and cycled towards the Peony Commune.

Li Qiao rode a ladies’ bicycle provided by the unit for female staff, which had a lower bar so that her legs could touch the ground, allowing her to be in control.

Ma Ling was wearing a dress and found it inconvenient to ride, so Xu Feng took her on his bike.

As they discussed the case, Xu Feng suddenly said, "Li Qiao, does Qin Jin know anyone from Peony Commune? If we show him the photo of the deceased’s clothes, he might be able to help us." Director Xun had previously asked Qin Jin to look for someone, and he had news within two days.

Li Qiao: "I doubt it, I know most of Jin’s friends, and I only know he has a friend from Yan Village Commune."

"Try asking him."

Li Qiao agreed: "Okay, I’ll ask him later." If Qin Jin wasn’t at home, she could talk to Liu Er, who dealt privately in furs and morels and had been to many places; he probably had seen a lot of people.

An hour later, the three arrived at their destination.