How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 355 - 357: Wicked Daughter-in-law_1

"When that time comes, you’ll be the boss’s wife," Nan Chuyi joked.

Li Qiao: "..." What boss’s wife is she supposed to be?

...

After Nan Chuyi left, Li Qiao sat in the courtyard by herself, using the wheelchair to bask in the sun.

Roughly half an hour later, Qin Jin pushed the door open and entered.

"Why aren’t you lying down?"

"I didn’t want to lie down." Li Qiao told him about Nan Chuyi visiting earlier with the ointment and proposing to open a clinic.

After thinking it over seriously, Qin Jin found the idea feasible. "Next time you see her, tell her to come to me once she gets her medical practice license."

"Alright." Li Qiao then inquired about the situation at his shoe factory.

"Just one word, it’s a headache!" Qin Jin said, the only venture he had that was losing money. However, he had already found a solution, which was to leverage his connections to take down a backer of a connected party. Once the person behind them fell, he would immediately fire them.

It was a warning to others.

Li Qiao: "...." That’s two words. "I do have a suggestion."

Qin Jin showed some interest: "Let’s hear it."

Li Qiao: "Isn’t the factory close to shutting down? Although it’s difficult to fire people, you can try to negotiate a reduction in wages with the higher-ups. I don’t believe they’d disagree, since you are the one managing the factory.

For example, if everyone’s current monthly wage is 100, reduce it to 35, just enough to guarantee the workers’ basic living needs. That way, you save on labor costs, right? If business picks up and orders increase later, you can pay more for the additional work, just like the piecework payments we used to have. The more they do, the more reward they’d get. Lazy people would only get 35 a month, and with the high cost of living in Beijing, those who have elderly parents or children to support will soon find it tough to cope and will work harder."

Qin Jin thought it was a good idea.

This method avoided making enemies and could reduce losses.

"I will start arranging this tomorrow," he said, pressing his face against Li Qiao’s cheek.

A soft smooching sound.

Li Qiao covered her face: "What are you doing?"

"I couldn’t help it," Qin Jin said.

Ever since she injured her leg, he had started to live like a monk. He was practically suffocating. His eyes swept over, "Your leg should be more convenient today, right?"

Li Qiao: "....."

...

Two days after resting at home, Li Qiao went back to school.

Accompanied by Hu Zhuyun as always.

Now that she had learned to read, Hu Zhuyun shared her excitement: "From now on at work, I’ll be in charge of recording the warehouse’s shipments. Old Mrs. Qin says she’ll give me an extra ten yuan a month."

Li Qiao praised her.

Hu Zhuyun continued: "When Maimiao found out, she took the initiative to ask Qin Jin if she could stay with you to learn how to read."

Li Qiao found it amusing: "In another two weeks, I’ll be able to walk on my own, so there’s no need for her to stay with me."

Hu Zhuyun laughed as well: "I asked her to carry me a few steps, but she couldn’t manage it." Actually, she wanted to work. It wasn’t boring and there were people to talk to when she felt sluggish. Being with Li Qiao, they hardly spoke ten sentences in a whole day; she was nearly bored stiff. She changed the subject: "I have something to tell you, Daxue is pregnant. She’s packing today to go back to her hometown for her confinement."

Li Qiao was happy for her: "Really? They finally got their wish."

"It’s all thanks to that Miss Chuyi’s superb medical skills."

Li Qiao nodded in agreement. After having her cast removed, she always felt like something was missing from her foot. After applying the ointment given by Nan Chuyi, she didn’t have that sensation anymore.

"When do you guys plan on having kids?" Hu Zhuyun gossiped.

"In a couple of years," Li Qiao said. However, a few days ago, she and Qin Jin had been intimate, and they ran out of protection at home. He didn’t use it, and afterwards, when she thought of taking the pill, he bought it, but she forgot about the time while translating a manuscript, and by the time she remembered, it was past the emergency contraception window.

If she was unfortunately pregnant, then she would keep the child.

After the child was born and postpartum, she would return to school.

She had previously printed and bound medical books for Nan Chuyi.

She recalled the section about calculating pregnancy dates.

According to the calculations above, if she was pregnant now, she’d be nearly a month and a half along, counting from the start of her last period.

It’s December now, with a 40-week pregnancy ahead.

Over nine months, giving birth in July of next year.

Just in time to finish the postpartum recovery and start graduate studies when the new term begins.

It’s just that the belly during the late stages of pregnancy is a concern, she needs to plan carefully what to do after getting pregnant.

Thinking of this, she silently noted the date.

She suddenly remembered seeing news of a world-famous model who stayed fit during pregnancy, maintaining her abs up until the birth, only gaining about eighteen pounds. If she didn’t lift her shirt, no one could tell she was pregnant. She decided she would do the same when the time came.

....

It was the weekend, and Old Mrs. Qin headed off to her workplace early to keep busy.

Qin Jin went out to buy groceries, leaving Li Qiao alone indoors to proofread the translated manuscript. When she read the description of the female protagonist’s reaction to her first menstruation, she suddenly remembered her own period was a week overdue and a foreboding sense began to rise in her heart. Could she actually be pregnant?

Unable to sit still, she took her crutches and went to the Xue Family’s house.

Nan Chuyi wasn’t there.

Old Mr. Xue, Madam Xue, and Xue Sufen were home.

The former was reading the newspaper; Madam Xue and Xue Sufen were watching television.

Upon seeing her arrive,

Old Mr. Xue warmly greeted her and ordered Madam Xue to fetch some snacks to entertain Li Qiao.

"Haven’t seen you in a while. Your legs still haven’t fully recovered, eh?" Old Mr. Xue asked with concern.

Li Qiao, "I can walk normally a bit, but Jin insists I use the crutches for another two weeks. Where’s Mrs. Xue?"

"Your Madam Xue sent her out to buy groceries," Old Mr. Xue replied.

Jiang Wanqiu’s face darkened, "What do you mean ’sent her out’? As a daughter-in-law, isn’t it expected of her to buy groceries?" She could only order that girl to do small errands like grocery shopping; she wouldn’t dare ask her to do anything else.

The rice turns into mush when she tries to steam it and her stir-frying is deathly salty.

Washing the dishes, she breaks them, and the kitchen floor is littered with broken pieces.

You scold her, and she looks at you innocently saying her grandmother never taught her.

When she does laundry, she pours detergent into the basin as if it’s free, leaving the bathroom floor covered in water.

Ah!

I’ve had the misfortune of getting such a terrible daughter-in-law.

At my age, I’m still serving her.

My eldest daughter-in-law isn’t any good either. She comes home twice a month at most, and when she does, she says she’s too busy at work to get away and suggests, "Why don’t I hire a maid for you, Mom?"

Does hiring a maid cost nothing?

They have no concept of household expenses until they’re running their own home.

Old Mr. Xue, "The market isn’t that far, can buying groceries really tire you out? The kid is studying hard for certifications, don’t you think that’s tiring? Can’t you show a little sympathy as the elder?"

"Ruan Xiangjun never buys groceries," Jiang Wanqiu retorted sourly.

"Xiangjun is busy with her clothing every day; she’s not idle either."

Jiang Wanqiu widened her eyes, "How do you know what she does with her clothing every day? You run to her place whenever you get the chance! One would think you two have something going on, shameless at your age!" That Ruan Xiangjun too, no sense of boundaries for her age.

Old Mr. Xue, "You’re the one who’s shameless..."

"...."

Li Qiao felt helpless as they began to argue again.

Fortunately, Nan Chuyi returned just in time, allowing Li Qiao to escape the range of their quarrel. She greeted her with a smile, "Mrs. Xue."

"Didn’t you say you would be proofreading the book today? Have you finished?"

"Not yet; there’s something I wanted to ask you about," Li Qiao said.