How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 170 - 172: Registration_1

Li Qiao and Old Mrs. Qin naturally agreed, packing the child’s clothes and formula, and handing over the table of the child’s daily routine to Ji Zhengyun.

Holding the two full pages of precautions, Ji Zhengyun was quite moved, "You have really put your hearts into caring for the child."

Old Mrs. Qin, "That’s right, after all, it’s a life, how can we be negligent?"

While they were talking, the child woke up, his eyes darting around.

Ji Zhengyun said, "His eyes are quite big." At first, when she heard Feng describe him she thought he was rather ugly, thinking that no child looked good at birth, and didn’t take it to heart. But now that she saw him, she didn’t find him ugly at all; his features were very well-formed.

Old Mrs. Qin pointed at Ji Zhengyun and Gan Conglin, "Girl, these are your dad and mom, recognize them."

The child cried.

Li Qiao skillfully mixed the formula, tested the temperature, and handed it to Ji Zhengyun to feed.

Qin Jin watched from the side, thinking if she could take care of someone else’s child so well, she would definitely have no problem with her own.

As Ji Zhengyun fed the child with the bottle, watching him suckle earnestly, she said with a smile, "This child is really adorable."

Old Mrs. Qin, "He’s also very clever, sometimes he reacts when adults talk."

"..."

The couple spent a while with the child, after which they proposed to leave, taking out an envelope, "Here’s twenty dollars, consider it as compensation for the few days of care you have provided."

Old Mrs. Qin refused to accept it.

Ji Zhengyun insisted on leaving it behind, "You must take it." It was as if they were settling the child’s short relationship with the Qin family once and for all.

...

And so, the child was taken away, with Li Qiao and Old Mrs. Qin seeing the group off.

When Yu Feng learned that the child had been sent away, she ordered Feng Hu to follow and find out where the adoptive family lived.

Just as Feng Hu was stepping out, Qin Jin stopped him, "What are you doing, chasing after the child?"

"I’m planning to buy some stuff at the supply and marketing co-op," Feng Hu said anxiously.

Qin Jin sneered. As soon as he heard Li Qiao recount the story, he was a hundred percent sure the child was from Yu Feng’s family. They didn’t want to raise the child, so they dumped the responsibility on him. Their plan was clear as day, but they failed to see with whom they were dealing.

He was always the one to take advantage, never someone to be taken advantage of.

"I just so happen to be going there too, let’s go together," Qin Jin said as he pushed the family’s women’s bicycle.

Feng Hu, "..."

Under Qin Jin’s watchful eye, Feng Hu went to the supply and marketing co-op. At the intersection, he saw the child being carried onto a minibus with his own eyes, and his heart surged with reluctance.

"Who did your family send the child to? What do those two do?" Unable to hold back, Feng Hu inquired.

Qin Jin, "Is the child really yours? If it’s yours, I’ll chase it down and return it to you right now."

Feng Hu waved his hands, "It’s not." If he took the child home, his mother would kill him. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Qin Jin scoffed, thinking what kind of man doesn’t want his own daughter! If it were him who had twin daughters, he wouldn’t know how happy he’d be, even if he was so poor he had to sell metal to raise them. After arriving at the supply and marketing co-op, he didn’t go in but took a wind chime from the boxes behind the wall, stuffed it into his pocket, and left directly.

Without Qin Jin’s supervision, Feng Hu chased after the minibus on his bike.

But was it even possible to catch up?

He returned home dejected and told Yu Feng that because of Qin Jin’s interference, he hadn’t been able to catch up with the minibus and didn’t know the child’s whereabouts.

Yu Feng was furious, cursing at heaven and earth. She rose to go to the village chief’s house, exaggerating the story of how Li Qiao had sent the child away.

The village chief came to inquire, "Yu Feng says you’ve given the child away."

Li Qiao admitted, "Yes, the adoptive parents both have official and respectable jobs, and their conditions are much better than my family’s." She had secretly found out that Xu Feng’s family relatives had very nice jobs, his father managed a post office, and his mother worked at a health clinic.

Their relatives were either teachers or civil servants.

With a big family where eight out of ten people were successful, the child couldn’t be guaranteed to succeed with the new parents, but the chances were good.

But with the influence of so many people, at least she wouldn’t be as disgusting as Peng Chunhua and Yu Feng.

Once the village chief heard that the adoptive parents were well-off, he had no objections either.

Li Qiao said, "Has Yu Feng admitted the child is from her family? I can take the child back to her right away, but it’ll be too late if we wait any longer."

The village chief waved his hands, "No, no, don’t take the child back."

Li Qiao was speechless. Should she not say anything more?

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After sending the child away, the house felt empty.

Old Mrs. Qin said, "Without the child causing a fuss, it feels like something’s missing in my heart."

Qin Jin said, "There are people near our siheyuan who hire helpers to take care of children specifically. If you miss it, I can sign you up right away."

"Get out of here!" Old Mrs. Qin scolded.

Li Qiao covered her mouth and laughed.

"Qiaoqiao, you’re at home."

Li Qiao turned her head; it was Li Dadao and Li Xiaonan, along with their mother. They were carrying a basket on their arms, looking overjoyed.

Li Qiao understood: "Did the two of you get into the breeding farm?"

"Dadao and I both passed the exam, but he chose to go to the cigarette factory. There was a spot left at the breeding farm, so they hired me," Li Xiaonan said.

Li Qiao was happy for them: "That’s great." The cigarette factory was very good, considered a stable job for life.

The breeding farm might be slightly less desirable, but if one earnestly learned the skills there, she believed it was possible to avoid the layoffs chronicled in the history books.

Li Dadao’s mother and Li Xiaonan’s mother set down the bamboo basket and took out eggs and sugar.

Old Mrs. Qin pushed them away, "You’re too polite. You really don’t need to do this."

"It’s us who should be polite. Please accept it!"

They had heard from the kids: for the entrance exam registration, Li Qiao either treated them to tea or a meal, once even spending more than a yuan. They couldn’t always take advantage of her generosity.

Li Dadao’s mother, whom Li Qiao called Mrs. Xiang, started talking about Li Fang: "One didn’t pass the exam and is crying at home. Her parents said they want to ask you to pull some strings, see if there’s anywhere still hiring."

Li Qiao said, "Where could I pull strings? I only heard about these vacancies from colleagues in conversation." Opportunities at good workplaces like these are generally not publicly listed, and if they are, it’s usually through personal referrals, where those with family connections might not even need to sit an exam.

But workplaces couldn’t just hire those without exams; they needed people who could genuinely work, so they would select through exams, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Yeah, I said the same thing, if Qiaoqiao knew, she would have introduced them long ago." Mrs. Xiang paused for a second, then shifted the topic to Qin Jin: "Jin, Li Jianguo’s parents said he went with you, but if you are home, where is he?"

Qin Jin said, "He’s injured, staying at the county hospital. You can let his parents know on your way back, tell them to arrange for someone to take care of him."

"Injured? Where?"

Qin Jin said, "His leg, he’s limping."

"What? Jinhua might as well divorce him," the two aunts said in unison.

Qin Jin snorted, "As if Li Jianguo is so keen on keeping her. Li Jianguo said the biggest regret of his life was agreeing to marry Li Jinhua, being so humiliated that he felt less than a man."

"What were you and Li Jianguo doing when you went out? Earning money?"

Qin Jin retorted, "If it’s about earning money, do you think I could tell you?"

Mrs. Xiang: "....."

After sitting for a short while, Li Dadao’s group of four proposed to leave and sincerely invited Li Qiao to have a meal with them.

Li Qiao gently declined, "Let’s talk about it when I’m free."

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