How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 447 - 449: What Else Do You Have to Say_1

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Chapter 447: Chapter 449: What Else Do You Have to Say_1

The villagers were mostly simple and honest.

Especially after the land distribution, as long as one worked hard, a normal harvest could already solve the problem of food and clothing.

Furthermore, after Qin Jin’s garment factory began production, it took away many of the village’s young and able-bodied, significantly improving most people’s lives compared to before; they despised petty theft.

They all demanded that Yu Feng admit her mistake to Qin Jin and make a guarantee.

Yu Feng, unwilling to lose face, denied it: "Who stole their meat? Is there any evidence? Even Bao Qingtian requires witness and physical evidence in his trials. Are you bullying me for being ignorant?"

Qin Jin retorted, "Isn’t the grease on your hands evidence? Isn’t the cook catching you red-handed evidence?"

Feng Hu: "Who doesn’t have grease on their hands?" He extended his greasy hands in front of the flashlight Qin Jin was holding: "I have grease on my hands too, but that doesn’t mean I stole it, does it? The neighbors all saw me; I just came out of my house and haven’t even put on my cotton pants."

Peng Chunhua also came out at this time and felt a sinking feeling in her heart when she saw what was happening.

She went inside to check the braised pork she had saved, and sure enough, half of it was gone.

This meat was what she had brought from her parents’ house to save for her two children, and yet he, their father, had actually coveted the children’s food.

Is he even a man?

The noise outside continued, but she didn’t want to deal with it. She moved the meat to another location and then went back to her room to sleep, hugging her two children.

.....

On this end, Qin Jin decided to make Yu Feng understand what she had done; he kicked her down, snatched off her shoes, and took them over to the kitchen shelf, pointing at the footprints and asking everyone for their judgment.

The heels of Yu Feng’s shoes had half a strip of tire rubber sewn on to prevent wear.

Her footprints were especially easy to recognize.

Everyone confirmed that they were her footprints.

Qin Jin: "What do you have to say for yourself?" He threw away the shoe: "It stinks!"

"My shoe! Damn loser! You’ll pay for my shoe!" Yu Feng continued to make excuses: "Just because they are my footprints, does that prove I stole the meat? At most, it proves I went over to have a look."

Everyone was amused by Yu Feng’s brazen shamelessness.

"Why didn’t you look during the day? Why did you choose to look when everyone was asleep? And you looked with your hands full of grease."

Yu Feng still denied the allegations and demanded that Qin Jin compensate her with new shoes.

Qin Jin’s tone was menacing: "The fact that I haven’t beaten you is already a mercy on my part!" Ever since he had a son, he had become much calmer; if it had been before, he would have beaten Yu Feng on the spot.

Yu Feng caused a scene, hitting her thighs.

Old Feng worried that provoking Qin Jin might lead him to call a gang of ruffians into their home to cause damage, just like he had heard about Li Shengcai’s family being targeted by ruffians several times, even ignoring the father-in-law’s face. It would be better for them to lay low.

He shouted to Feng Hu: "Bring your mother inside." Acting as the peacemaker, he apologized to Qin Jin: "Jin, your aunt just loves taking small advantages. You, who have seen the world in the big city and became a big boss, shouldn’t stoop to her level."

Qin Jin: "Are you saying I deserve to be taken advantage of?"

"That’s not what I meant. I was mainly talking about your aunt," Old Feng said.

Qin Jin snorted coldly, threateningly said: "If anything goes missing from here tomorrow, you’ll be the only one I ask!"

The cook added: "If anyone gets a stomachache, it will also be your responsibility!" He had encountered such situations before. At ordinary family celebrations, people often borrowed tables and chairs from the villagers, and when returning the tables, they would receive candy and pastry.

If it was a funeral, they could get tobacco and liquor.

After hiring him, these benefits disappeared.

Out of jealousy, some even added laxatives to the food.

That’s why he had to stay up at night, to prevent people with bad conduct from doing something terrible.

Yu Feng hurriedly said, "I didn’t do anything."

Cook: "Besides you, who else was here?" Every time the dog barked, he would go out to check. It was usually some stray cats, but only this time, he had caught a person.

Qin Jin: "If anyone gets poisoned, I’ll be the first to send you to jail!"

Many of the local folks had children who went to the city with Qin Jin, so naturally, they sided with him.

Yu Feng’s family got scared upon hearing this.

What if someone really got sick and they were solely blamed for it?

Wrapped in heavy coats, the family of three sat at the doorway, keeping vigil until the cook got up and started being busy before they dared to go back into the house to sleep.

Yu Feng had a blocked nose and a headache after sitting out in the cold all night.

Call Peng Chunhua to take care.

There was no response for a long time.

Although the Qin family had not hired Peng Chunhua, both her children were playing in the Qin family’s yard.

Peng Chunhua was also there taking care of the children.

She occasionally said a few words to Li Qiao, "Now that you have a child, can you still keep up with his education?"

"I rarely take care."

Peng Chunhua, "Do you leave it all to the person you hired? If you don’t talk to the child for a long time, won’t the child feel distant from you? Does Jin take care of him?"

As Peng Chunhua wasn’t causing trouble, Li Qiao was willing to talk to her, "I do take care of him, and so does Jin. He does it more than I do, and the child is very close to him. The nanny only takes care of him during the day and has weekends off, so overall, we spend quite a long time with the child."

"Is Jin not busy with work?"

"Busy, indeed, but he still takes care of the child. Sometimes during meetings, business negotiations, or dinner parties, he will hold the child," Li Qiao said. It would be so tiring to expect women to care for children without men’s help.

It was said that Peng Chunhua found a job in a tailor shop, caring for the children during the day and sewing at night, which was very tough. As a woman herself, she felt empathy for the other, but thinking of her past actions, she couldn’t bring herself to forgive.

Old Mrs. Qin said, "There should be many street stalls in the county town by now. If you ask me, you should make your own clothes and sell them. Just setting up a stall once every ten days or half a month would be enough."

Peng Chunhua, "That’s what I was thinking before New Year’s, planning to do that after spring, to save up more money for the children’s education." She couldn’t rely on men anymore.

Aside from farming and taking up the odd carpentry job, he had no interest in doing anything else.

Nor did he think of ways to plan for the children’s future.

In the village, ever since other men started following Qin Jin into the city, they sent their children to school upon return.

Feng Hu even thought that it was useless for girls to go to school.

He said, just like Li Qiao, no matter how well you raise them, in the end, it all benefits the in-laws.

Not a single pleasant word.

She simply couldn’t stand the sight of him anymore.

She was especially tempted to get a divorce and live with the children on her own but feared being ridiculed. Moreover, her family didn’t agree with the decision.

She was incredibly envious of Li Qiao.

A child of over half a year old, still looking just the way she did when she first got married. If she was living even a bit unhappily, she wouldn’t have Li Qiao’s composure.

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Peng Chunhua, "How do you know that when you’re not in your hometown?"

Old Mrs. Qin, "Jin has some friends who sell fabric; they’ve chattered to me about it. I took note. When you have time to go to the city, you can get goods from them. Just say I sent you; they definitely won’t cheat you."

Peng Chunhua took careful note of this.

She decided that when it was time to get supply, she would seek them out. Later on, when she had more money in hand, she would also take the children and live in the city.

...

After the banquet started.

Peng Chunhua tactfully took the children and went home.

Through the yard, Li Qiao could hear Yu Feng’s scolding:

"Where the hell have you been? Get me some water to drink."

Peng Chunhua was not one to back down, "You used to say you’d never come to me even if you were dying, so what are you coming to me for now? Ask your son to get it..."

Old Mrs. Qin gossiped to Li Qiao, "The neighbors are at it again. Yu Feng really knows how to make a fuss; Chunhua has a hard time."

Li Qiao didn’t want to make cold remarks, "It is tough for her. If you ask me, she might as well move out. Peng Chunhua can earn her own money; why would she fear not being able to support herself?"

"The Feng family’s youngest son would never agree to take their child away," Old Mrs. Qin said.

Li Qiao, "If Peng Chunhua has a stable income, she’ll definitely get the children in a lawsuit."

"You’re thinking too simply. If Yu Feng fights for the children, Chunhua won’t be able to take any of them away," Old Mrs. Qin explained. "In the city, no matter how young the children are, if there’s a divorce, the daughters-in-law have to leave on their own."

Li Qiao found it unbelievable.

She hadn’t followed this issue, yet her grandmother understood it so well.