How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 46 - Notebook_1

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“It’s fine then,” Gao Dagang touched the back of his head, looking a bit foolish.

Li Qiao smiled and said, “Thank you for your concern, and for your trouble.

I’ll be going now.”

Gao Dagang also smiled, “Take it slow.”

Li Qiao responded with a grunt and had just stepped out of the supply and marketing cooperative when she ran into He Qiurong and her son head-on.

The former blurted out a sharp and mean taunt, “Son, what did I tell you?

Women with a face like hers are promiscuous.

Look, look, how long has she been married, and she’s already flirting around outside.

And she says she’s going out to study; I think she’s out to hook up with men.”

Li Qiao, unable to contain her anger, strode over and glared at her furiously.

He Qiurong didn’t hold back at all, “Who was that wild man just now?

Won’t you introduce us?”

Li Qiao couldn’t take it anymore and slapped her across the face.

“He’s your father!” Then she turned and ran off.

He Qiurong’s ears buzzed, and it took her a moment to comprehend what had just happened.

People entering and leaving the supply and marketing cooperative looked from He Qiurong to the retreating figure of Li Qiao.

A shrill scream rang out!

He Qiurong was furious, “This little bitch, daring to hit me in front of so many people!

Son, hurry up, go after her and beat her up for me!”

Cai Hechuan couldn’t resist He Qiurong’s command and started chasing Li Qiao.

Li Qiao ran fast, always maintaining a distance from him.

He shouted,

“Li Qiao, stop right there, I have something to ask you.”

Li Qiao let it go in one ear and out the other.

Stop?

Did she look stupid?

She had just hit his mother, would he not hit her back if she stopped?

She turned a corner and slipped into an alley.

She quickly lost Cai Hechuan.

Cai Hechuan, having lost track of her, had no choice but to go back and tell He Qiurong that he beat her up.

He Qiurong was finally satisfied, but she kept hurling insults nonstop.

….

Li Qiao stepped onto the campus and saw the bell-ringing teacher heading to the playground; she started running again, just reaching the classroom as the class bell rang.

She took her seat, gasping for air.

Hu Xiufang said, “Li Qiao, where did you go at noon?

You’re only getting back now.”

“Went to buy some daily necessities at the street market’s supply and marketing cooperative,” Li Qiao replied breathlessly.

A new teacher walked into the classroom, and everyone looked down and whispered, guessing which subject had a new teacher.

After the person introduced herself, they realized it was the English teacher.

The textbook content was very simple, mostly simple greetings and introductions.

The English teacher’s accent, tainted with a local dialect, made the whole class burst into laughter.

The teacher became so angry that she banged on the table, “Quiet!

Do you all want to learn or not?”

“How are we supposed to learn with you teaching like that?

If we talk like that outside, won’t people laugh themselves to death?” the old hands in the back row said, smirking as they went for their diploma.

Li Qiao sweated for them.

Weren’t they afraid the teacher would hit them?

The English teacher, embarrassed to the point of blushing furiously, gritted her teeth and muttered, “Learn it or not, I don’t care!

Those who want to learn, follow me.”

The students willing to repeat after the teacher were few and far between, and unsurprisingly, Li Jinhua’s voice was the loudest.

She received the teacher’s praise and was so smug her mouth almost reached her ears.

They taught quite a lot in the first lesson.

They read the reading text, studied the alphabet, learned the phonetic symbols, and their detention homework was to write from memory the words in the text.

As soon as the class ended, Li Qiao began working on it.

Hu Xiufang leaned in and said, “Your English writing is really smooth.

Have you practiced before?”

Li Qiao vaguely acknowledged her.

Hu Xiufang complained, “Tell me, why bother learning English if it doesn’t count toward the total score?”

Li Qiao replied, “The teacher teaches it for a reason, and as students, we should learn whatever the teacher teaches.”

“That’s true.”

The second period was math; when Li Qiao reached for her book and went to take out her notes, she grasped at nothing.

She looked down into the recesses of her desk and saw that her math notebook was missing.

She held back until after class to ask Hu Xiufang, “Have you seen my math notebook?”

“Haven’t seen it, but I took notes, you can use mine.”

Li Qiao, “No need, I just copied it from the book.” She searched around her area, even flipping through Hu Xiufang’s desk.

“Could it have been stolen?” Hu Xiufang said.

“Last year, someone stole my notes, and without them during revision, I missed the key points and ended up one point short of getting into college.”

Li Qiao, “That’s really unfortunate.

Mine is fine.” The educated youth always had backups; she could look at them whenever she wanted.

She was just upset about the loss of the large notebook she had bought for two mao, which would have lasted for a full term.

After school, she bought another one from the store.

This time, she took her notebook wherever she went.

Once, after she came back from the restroom, she found Li Jinhua sitting at her desk, flipping through her notes.

She had a thought to herself.

Could it be that she stole the notebook?

After all, this person had a history of such behavior.

Without evidence, Li Jinhua would surely turn the tables; she needed to catch her red-handed to have the grounds to speak up.

If it was confirmed that Li Jinhua did it, she wouldn’t let it go!

Seeing Li Qiao returning, Li Jinhua leisurely vacated the seat, using a volume that everyone around could hear, she said, “Big sis, you get such a clear view of the blackboard from here.

The teacher really favors you, huh?

We all picked our seats together, but you were the only one moved over here by them.”

The person who was moved wasn’t pleased and glared at Li Qiao, “Exactly!

You took my good spot, at least you could have left me a decent desk.

My position is off, and the desk is even broken.”

Li Qiao once again experienced Li Jinhua’s cunning.

It was clear she wanted Li Qiao to become the class’s public enemy.

She calmly fought back, “Li Jinhua, if you’re unhappy, you can ask the teacher to switch seats, there’s no need for passive-aggression with me.

And Zhao Li, if your desk is broken, why not get it fixed?

The teacher arranged the seating, what’s the use of complaining to me?”

“You!

Loser’s wife!

Just as unreasonable as Loser himself.”

Li Qiao, “….”

“Li Qiao, did you really marry Loser?

Doesn’t that mean you have to sleep with Loser?”

The speaker was a male student.

He looked Li Qiao up and down with a suggestive and malicious gaze.

Then he let out a sound, “Tsk~”

“If you sleep together, you’ll have to have a baby, right?

Then the child would be a little Loser, hahaha…”

“Tch!

A hooligan and a high school student.

If she gets into college, she’s definitely going to run off.

If she doesn’t ditch, I’ll take your surname.”

Li Qiao could retort if it were one person, but with everyone chiming in, she could only remain silent.

Li Jinhua, watching Li Qiao’s tearful expression, curled her lips in delight.

Upset already?

The worst is yet to come.

Hu Xiufang couldn’t stand it any longer, “Why do you all have to be so gossipy?

And who made that retching sound—are you pregnant?

Go home and rest if you’re pregnant.”

“Pfft—”

Laughter erupted in the room.

“If anyone’s getting pregnant, it’d be Li Qiao.”

Hu Xiufang, “Whether she’s pregnant or not, what’s it to you?

If you’re so tough, go show off in front of Loser Qin.

He’d slap the crap out of you with one hit.”

“Let him try coming to school.

He’d crawl out the same way he walked in.”

Hu Xiufang continued, “He doesn’t need to come here; you’ll go home eventually, right?

Does your village have any of Loser Qin’s brothers?

I heard he’s got quite a few good brothers outside.”

Qin Jin’s reputation was notorious when she was in junior high; he was a tyrant.

Several small-time thugs from their village hung around with him.

The villagers were all scared of them.

They’d take a wide berth upon seeing him.

It’s said that he faked his age early on to qualify for the army—tall and strapping, he passed the physical immediately.

Unfortunately, someone envious reported him, and his placement was canceled.