How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 440 - 442: Disagree_1

Before Old Mrs. Qin left, she quietly left some money for Old Lady Qian.

"Xiangjun, do come and visit when you have time."

Old Mrs. Qin said, "Alright, I won’t leave until after the New Year. If you want to talk, you can find me just the same."

"Mmm." Old Lady Qian watched as the family of four walked away before turning around.

"Mom, just now I saw Mrs. Qin slip something into your pocket. Did she leave you money again? It’s almost the New Year, and our family doesn’t have money to prepare for the holiday goods yet." Old Lady Qian’s daughter-in-law, Kan Cui, said while eyeing Old Lady Qian’s pocket.

Old Lady Qian reached in and felt a handkerchief with what seemed like money wrapped inside it. "No."

She wouldn’t give the money to this daughter-in-law anyway.

Knowing full well the household was strapped for cash, yet the day before, she had sent half a sack of rice back to her parents’ home, clearly not considering her husband’s family as her own.

Kan Cui nudged her husband, Qian Yong, beside her, indicating with her eyes that he should ask for it.

But Old Lady Qian didn’t give Qian Yong the chance, saying, "Xiangjun sent over quite a few things, can’t those serve as New Year goods?"

By then, the children had already opened the gifts.

They found packets of pastries, dried fruits, and the like.

There was also a box of liquor.

"Only this box of liquor is somewhat valuable. That’s all there is to managing two factories," Kan Cui said.

Old Lady Qian rebuked, "How can you speak like that? Their money didn’t come from thin air; they have no obligation to us, so why should they send you valuable gifts? What have you given them?"

Kan Cui: "Don’t they have money?"

Old Lady Qian: "Just because they have money, must they honor you? Isn’t it all in consideration of me? They actively arranged a job for you and are helping us with housing. You’re ungrateful and still find fault. Is this a way to behave? Tomorrow I’ll speak to Qin Jin about this."

That would be the end of her family.

No, she must speak to Qin Jin, and after getting the house back, leave it in his care.

In the future, whichever descendant is more capable, that’s who it should go to; otherwise, after she dies, the house will end up in her son and daughter-in-law’s hands and will surely be squandered away.

Kan Cui pleaded, "Alright, alright, I won’t say anymore, don’t talk to Qin Jin." An empty house doesn’t need much cleaning, just tend to it once every seven or eight days; it’s like earning twenty yuan a month for nothing. Where else could she find such an easy job?

She absolutely couldn’t let the old lady mess this up.

Without another word, Old Lady Qian went on her own the next day to find Old Mrs. Qin.

Old Mrs. Qin thought she was there to inquire about the progress of the Qian family’s housing matters and said, "Jin has already gone to the neighborhood office to ask about your family’s house situation."

Old Lady Qian replied, "That’s not what I mean." She knew Xiangjun’s character well; she would make sure any promised matters were taken care of and would tell the truth even if they weren’t achievable. There was no need for her to interfere. "I came for two reasons: one, to return your money, and two, to ask Jin not to hire my daughter-in-law for cleaning. It wasn’t appropriate to say this with so many people around yesterday. She’s incredibly lazy. My son can still manage some work, but she never even thinks of lifting a finger." frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Otherwise, they wouldn’t be so poor.

In an ordinary couple, if one person is lazy, the efforts of the other are wasted.

Old Mrs. Qin: "Keep the money for yourself, buy some good food with it. I’ve already made the offer yesterday; if I take it back now, won’t you be criticized? Let’s wait until the next return to our hometown and see. If she hasn’t done a good job, we’ll let her go. How about that?"

After hearing Old Mrs. Qin’s proposition, Old Lady Qian did not oppose it further. She then brought up the matter of her own family’s house: "After we get it back, I want to entrust it to Jin’s care. I wonder if he would agree."

"Why have us manage it? Let alone him, even I wouldn’t agree," Old Mrs. Qin said.

A house is the foundation of a family. If the Qin family took over the Qian family’s house, would other members of the Qian family agree?

Wouldn’t there be an uproar?

That would just be creating trouble for herself. "Once you get the house back, you be the head of the household. Even if your son and daughter-in-law want to do something with it, they’ll have to get your consent first."

"I’m afraid that after I die, the kids will squander the house. Sometimes I really envy you for having a grandson who turned out well without you having to worry about it."

Old Mrs. Qin thought to herself that it was only after he got married that he changed. If it were before, his behavior, which seemed like he was heading for trouble day or night, would probably have killed her from annoyance already. But she didn’t plan to brag about her grandson having a good wife, to prevent Old Lady Qian from feeling disappointed. She reassured her, "As long as the kids stay away from bad habits and live their lives honestly, that’s great. We’re at an age where we should just enjoy our retirement, why worry about things after we die?"

Actually, after one dies, none of it matters.

Who remembers several generations later?

Take our ancestors’ graves for example, if there were no family records, the later generations wouldn’t even know who they were.

"What you’re saying makes sense," Old Lady Qian felt relieved after giving it some thought, "I should be going back."

Old Mrs. Qin said, "Stay a bit longer."

"I won’t stay any longer." Old Lady Qian left soon after.

Qin Jin came back to discuss the house issue, "The people from the district office said it should be returned, but the family living there now refuses to move out. They promised again that they would have that family move out before New Year. I’ll go check on it in a couple of days."

Old Mrs. Qin had a good idea of the situation now. Before, it was probably because they thought the Qian family was easy to push around that they refused to return the property. People, after all, needed to have some accomplishments. "Before we leave, make sure this is taken care of. Without Old Lady Qian, you and I would have never made it to Feng Family Village to settle down."

"Mhm."

"....."

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The next day Qin Jin arranged for the ancestral grave to be moved. After it was done and he returned to their residence, Old Lady Qian was waiting at the gate. She said joyfully upon seeing them, "Early today, the street office notified us that our family can move back into our old house. I’m really thankful."

Old Mrs. Qin was happy for her, "Don’t mention it."

Old Lady Qian continued, "It’s just a pity that the house has been damaged by the others living in it, and I don’t know how to repair it. We’ll have to fix it up again after we get it back."

Qin Jin said, "You can apply for maintenance funds from the district office. If that doesn’t work, call me over."

"Oh, sure." Old Lady Qian couldn’t hide her joy. She paused then said, "I want our eldest son to follow you to Beijing, what do you think?" The eldest son Old Lady Qian was referring to was her oldest grandson.

"That’s fine, I offer food and lodging, and for those from afar, we reimburse the travel expenses for Chinese New Year. However, the work needs to be done carefully and scrupulously. If the job isn’t done well, I won’t hesitate to send people packing," Qin Jin said. He had the same attitude towards people from the village; once they started working with him, they shouldn’t think about trying to cozy up or slack off.

Catch one slacking, kick one out.

Old Lady Qian agreed, "After the New Year, he’ll go with you?"

Old Mrs. Qin said, "Sure, but on the second day of the New Year, we’ll be returning to the place where we sought refuge for a few days. As long as you don’t mind the delay, it’s fine."

Old Lady Qian said, "It won’t delay anything."

......

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year’s Eve, and the family of four had a dinner reservation at a large restaurant. By the time they came out, it was already nine o’clock.

The big restaurant was still bustling, but the streets outside were quiet and deserted.

Now and then, the sound of firecrackers could be heard in the distance.

The child’s eyes were wide as he looked around curiously. Li Qiao, worried that the wind would bother the child’s eyes, took out a pair of toad glasses from the bag she was carrying and put them on him.

The sky was already dark.

With his eyes covered, the child could hardly see anything. He shook his head trying to get rid of the glasses, "Mama."

"The wind is strong outside, and it’s easy for sand to get into your eyes if you keep them wide open," she explained.

Hearing this, the child stopped shaking his head, "Mama."

"Yes?"