How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 85: Cold Words_1

Li Qiao saw a flood for the first time and shook with fear, "Old Mrs. Qin, it won’t come over here, will it?"

"Just watch, it’s still far from here. Don’t be afraid."

Li Qiao, unable to leave Old Mrs. Qin behind and unable to ignore her, braved the rain to move two bags of sand to block the front door.

Fortunately, the water receded when it nearly reached the threshold, and she was preparing to go to school the next day when the team leader, with a grave look on his face, came to her door.

The other party said a person was found by the roadside, who resembled Qin Jin in dress and stature.

Li Qiao wondered, "There are so many people who look similar, what’s so strange about that?"

"He’s dead, and we all think it’s Jin, but we can’t be sure, so we came to take you to identify the body."

Clang! The tea Old Mrs. Qin was preparing for the team leader fell to the ground, and she slumped back weakly.

Li Qiao was stunned too, and the next second, she quickly reached out to support Old Mrs. Qin.

Neither grandchild nor grandmother could utter a word for a long while.

The team leader said, "Old Mrs. Qin, his wife, should we go take a look now? If it’s him, we’ll bring the body back."

"It definitely isn’t my grandson," Old Mrs. Qin was the first to recover her wits: "When he was young, I had someone predict his fortune, and he’s supposed to live a hundred years."

Li Qiao couldn’t believe it was Qin Jin either since he was the partner assigned by Heaven itself.

Weren’t they meant to grow old together? How could it be that just a few days into their romance, it had come to an untimely end?

The grandparent and grandchild did not want to claim the body, and the team leader also dared not just bring the person back rashly.

What if it wasn’t Qin Jin?

Wouldn’t he be killed for such a mistake?

But many people from the village went to look.

Yu Feng went too. "Isn’t this Jin?"

"The face is injured, how can you tell?" People thought he looked familiar, but no one dared to be sure.

"The shape of the head, the height, the build, the clothes, all resemble him." Yu Feng went to the Qin family, conveying what she had seen and heard to Old Mrs. Qin.

Old Mrs. Qin chased the visitor away with a broom, scolding, "You can’t spew anything good from a dog’s mouth. If you dare spout nonsense again, I’ll fight you!"

Yu Feng left dejectedly.

But she spread the word everywhere that Qin Jin had been washed onto the road by the flood, unrecognizable.

Li Qiao, who was barely eighteen or nineteen, was bound to run away.

Feng Kui and Feng Fugui visited in succession, persuading Old Mrs. Qin to go and identify the body.

"Old Mrs. Qin, please go take a look. If it’s not Jin, that’s the best. But if, unfortunately, it is him, rest assured, from now on we are all your grandsons, and we will take care of you in your old age."

Old Mrs. Qin was unwilling to admit it internally, but even Qin Jin’s brothers were saying so.

She wavered.

If it really was her grandson, to be gawked at by so many in his final moments.

It would be undignified and disrespectful.

"Qiaoqiao, let’s go take a look."

Li Qiao was filled with trepidation. Upon arrival, the body was covered with cloth, and she didn’t dare to lift it.

Old Mrs. Qin mustered the courage to unveil it, and with just one glance, she fainted in shock.

To Li Qiao, her reaction was as if she had recognized Qin Jin. Unable to contain herself, she burst into tears.

This was her first love after all.

Just two weeks earlier, they had been together, laughing and talking.

And now, to meet again was to be separated forever.

A person who died an unnatural death couldn’t be brought into the house.

Yet Old Mrs. Qin didn’t care, and had the body brought into the new house.

Li Qiao was petrified. Her sixth sense told her this person was not Qin Jin.

Qin Jin’s skin wasn’t this pale, and it seemed like his shoes were not this big.

Plus, his hair was very thick, while this person’s seemed somewhat sparse.

She voiced her doubts.

Everyone said, after soaking in water, a person’s body turns pale.

The hair appeared thin because it was wet.

At this time, Feng Kui brought a set of funeral clothes to Li Qiao. "Sister-in-law, please help Jin change his clothes."

Li Qiao wouldn’t accept them. After crying for a while, her throat hurt, and so did her head. Her heart felt as if it had been stabbed, leaving a gaping hole, letting the wind whistle through. She mournfully said, "This person is definitely not Jin, and I won’t be the one to change his clothes."

Yu Feng clicked her tongue, "You see, you see, as soon as a man is gone, you start this, and you’ll still run away after he’s buried, won’t you?"

Peng Chunhua said, "Qiaoqiao, does this mean you won’t be able to continue your studies?"

Li Qiao got angry, "Auntie, Sister Chunhua! I’ve been good to you, haven’t I? At this critical moment you’re here making cold remarks, is there no humanity left in you? Sister Chunhua, you are pregnant too, you should be accumulating some virtue for your own child."

"What are you saying?" With Qin Jin’s suppression gone, Feng Hu’s arrogance surged, and he advanced toward Li Qiao.

Feng Fugui and Feng Kui stepped in to block him.

"What the hell do you think you’re doing? Want to hit someone? Even if Jin is gone, his woman can’t be bullied. If you want to lash out at her, you’ll have to kill us first."

Li Qiao was overcome with gratitude, his tears falling freely.

Adversity reveals true friendship; it was no lie.

Feng Hu, seeing the two take the lead, couldn’t help but shrink back.

Yu Feng urged everyone to settle their wages, but ever since Old Mrs. Qin flipped the fabric on the roadside, she seemed to have lost her soul.

She stayed in bed without getting up.

So, everyone turned to Li Qiao for help.

Li Qiao cursed inwardly. Didn’t they settle the accounts every day on time, except for the day it rained?

That was just one day.

How much could it be?

"You won’t miss out on your money!" Li Qiao dropped the words and went into Old Mrs. Qin’s room to search.

Eventually, she found a roll of money in a box next to the bed.

It amounted to more than twenty yuan.

She took out the change to pay everyone.

When it was Yu Cuiying’s turn, along with a few other sisters-in-law, they all declined to take the money.

During their time working for the Qin family, they had made no small amount of money.

It was unkind of them to kick up a fuss and demand money when the family desperately needed it.

Li Qiao said calmly, "I don’t like owing people money, so you’d better take it."

After settling the accounts,

everyone urged her to change Qin Jin’s clothes. She almost limped out of the room and went to Old Mrs. Qin’s bedroom.

By then, Old Mrs. Qin had woken up. Yu Feng, ever talkative, told her Li Qiao was unwilling to change Qin Jin’s clothes.

Expecting Old Mrs. Qin to blame her, she was surprised when Old Mrs. Qin didn’t scold her.

Instead, she showed understanding for Li Qiao, "It’s normal for a young child to be afraid. Qiaoqiao, you’ll stay with me tonight."

Li Qiao complied, but with someone lying in the room, she dared not even get close, let alone stay.

It was a dark day, more despairing than when she first arrived.

Since Li Qiao didn’t change the clothes, in the end, Feng Kui and Feng Fugui did.

While combing the hair, they both noticed a scar on the top of the head and suddenly broke the silence.

"Did Jin have a scar on his head?"

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"I don’t remember him ever getting his head busted open."

"Could we really have made a mistake? Ask sister-in-law if Jin had any identifying marks on his body."

Feng Fugui was too embarrassed to ask directly, so he gestured for Xu Maimiao to inquire.

Xu Maimiao took the opportunity to pass the message to Li Qiao while avoiding others.

How would Li Qiao know? "I... never paid attention."

Old Mrs. Qin said, "Jin didn’t have any identifying marks on him; that person must undoubtedly be Jin."

Li Qiao’s tears, which she had barely managed to stop, gushed out again. "It definitely isn’t him."

Old Mrs. Qin also cried, and overwhelmed, she fainted.

The household was in chaos.

The educated youths came to help.

Those who could work, worked; those who could comfort Li Qiao, comforted her.

In the afternoon, the eldest sister and the second sister, along with their families, also arrived.

The eldest sister, braver, lifted the cloth covering the face and fell silent for a moment.

Seeing Li Qiao, the two sisters held her and cried together. Their sister was only eighteen or nineteen; what would she do in the future?

Feng Kui and Feng Fugui stayed to keep vigil through the night.

The eldest and second sister stayed with Li Qiao in the next room, keeping watch over Old Mrs. Qin without sleep.

At dawn, Li Shengcai and Dong Lamei arrived.

The latter, before even seeing Qin Jin, started to wail loudly as she entered.

After she had cried enough, she saw Old Mrs. Qin, who by then lacked the strength for pleasantries.

She lay in bed, silent and sullen.

The daughter-in-law was young; Dong Lamei’s visit today meant she would inevitably give the girl some clandestine advice, urging her to remarry.

She called out weakly, "Qiaoqiao."

"Grandma, I’m here." Li Qiao took hold of Old Mrs. Qin’s hand, her eyes red and swollen.

"Jin is gone, and I won’t hold you back. But you have to continue with your studies, go to university, and afterwards, find a clever and smart young man to marry," Old Mrs. Qin said.

If she were swayed by Dong Lamei to remarry, her life would be ruined.