How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 362 - 364: It’s Like Walking in Brocade Clothing at Night Without Returning Home Rich and Honored_1

Chapter 362: Chapter 364: It’s Like Walking in Brocade Clothing at Night Without Returning Home Rich and Honored_1

Li Qiao was leaving, and Song Zhixiu was leaving too. As they left the Su family’s home, he caught up to ask Li Qiao, "What are your plans for the winter break?"

"Study," Li Qiao said.

"There was an article in the newspaper about a student from our school called Li Qiao who was involved in a murder investigation. Was that you?"

Li Qiao candidly admitted, "It was me." It wasn’t a secret anyway.

"So you must be familiar with Ji Dongming. He lives near my house. He said it was because his name appeared alongside yours that led to..." Song Zhixiu told Li Qiao that Ji Dongming was later arrested and then released, advising her to be careful.

Li Qiao was startled and on edge. He had been released so quickly. She brought up the original agreement. "He broke the agreement first. That’s why there was a dispute. If his workplace fired him, that has nothing to do with us."

As a journalist, the most important thing is to have professional ethics.

Ji Dongming lacked morals.

"I see."

Li Qiao said indignantly, "Exactly, not everyone wants to be famous. Everything has two sides. It’s true he brought me some honor, but being surrounded by classmates all the time, being watched by those I know on the street, occasionally receiving inexplicable packages filled with unspeakable words... who do I talk to about that?" From then on, she threw any anonymous packages she received directly into the garbage bin.

"He even brought up my marriage to write about. Does he even think before writing? Did you find that last sentence odd or not? The notion of marriage and childbirth is already deeply rooted in a woman’s consciousness; by using me as an example, doesn’t he realize the trouble he may cause for women of marriageable age who don’t have partners?

When parents urge them to marry, they say, ’Look, even girls from Beijing University are getting married. Who do you think you are?’ If a girl can’t handle the pressure and just marries someone randomly, how dreadful is that?"

Song Zhixiu was quite blunt. When he read it, he wondered if her marriage had anything to do with the case. Why write about that? He thought maybe the newspaper had a word count for reports, and the writer added it just to fill space. "Now that you mention it, it does seem to be the case."

"..."

....

Li Qiao ranted to Song Zhixiu for a while, then parted ways with him and returned to her dorm to pack up clothes she normally didn’t wear to take back home, before returning to school.

As she stepped out, she saw Qin Jin waiting for her outside the dormitory entrance.

As Li Qiao approached, Qin Jin naturally took the cloth bag from her hands. She was puzzled, "How did you know I was going home today?"

Qin Jin replied, "Where else would you go if not back home during the break?"

Li Qiao: "Aren’t you busy?"

"Busy yes, but I still have time to pick you up," Qin Jin continued. "I just passed by the notice board and saw that you got into graduate school. Congratulations. If you’re going back to your hometown for the New Year, I’d like to host a celebration feast for you."

Li Qiao: "Let’s not."

It was freezing cold, and she didn’t want the hassle.

Now that they were in Beijing and doing quite well, going back to their hometown to host a big banquet would only stir up jealousy in others. She shared her concerns.

Qin Jin: "It’s like walking in brocade at night if you don’t return to your hometown with your wealth."

Li Qiao: "..." Didn’t she remember that the main implication of this saying was not to show off wealth and glory in public? "Don’t host it in my name. If you’re going to host it, do it in your own name. You passed the driving test, you passed the accounting exam, you started a factory, you made money... you have plenty of reasons."

Qin Jin: Does that sound like you’re taking a dig at me?

On the way home, Li Qiao brought up Ji Dongming again.

Qin Jin clenched his teeth, "That scoundrel, just wait for me to deal with him." If he dared come back for revenge, he’d make sure it would backfire on him.

"..."

....

When Li Qiao arrived home, she swapped out a couple of outfits and had Qin Jin take her back to school.

Ma Hongxiang had taken time out to finish making some clothes, and they were ready that day. As soon as she entered the dorm and saw Li Qiao, she eagerly showed them off, "How do they look? Pretty, right?"

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Ma Hongxiang: "I really owe you one, these two garments would have cost me two months of allowances if I bought them, and they wouldn’t even be this thick." Goods in Beijing can be incredibly cheap, or absurdly expensive.

I really wonder who’s buying all those pricey items.

"If you were to buy them, each would cost at most six or seven yuan. The fabric here, just a few yuan for a huge roll, and the stuffing inside is a bit more expensive, but my partner sources only quality goods. Oh, and you could get a pair of leather shoes for your dad. My partner also manages a shoe factory, and there are often defective goods that can’t be sold. When you have time, you can go pick some out. I’ll give you two pairs for free," Li Qiao said.

Ma Hongxiang certainly wanted them, but she felt awkward: "I can’t always take from you for nothing. How about I go now, and I’ll work at your place tomorrow when I have a day off. You can deduct it from my wages when school starts."

Li Qiao: "Those shoes can’t be sold anyway, if you don’t take them, they’re just going to go to waste. If we accumulate too much, we have to deal with them in bulk anyhow. There’s another way. You don’t have to work at our clothing factory. Just pick out shoes from the factory and set up a stall. The cheapest leather shoes at the markets sell for six or seven yuan, you can sell them for two. Sell ten pairs in a day, and you’ll make twenty yuan. Nowadays there are a lot of street vendors, and as long as you’re not ashamed, you can make money."

Things have opened up now.

Outside, you can find sellers of all sorts, and there’s more demand than supply.

It’s just that not many people can put aside their pride. Those who are thick-skinned enough tend to have bulging wallets.

Qin Jin said that his brothers who sell cigarettes are all carrying money in their pockets. Those without wives get pretty ones, and those without homes build houses.

Feng Fugui and Feng Kui even demolished their old house to build a two-story building.

The whole village is envious.

He wants to build a new one too.

But she didn’t allow it.

She’s someone who holds on to the past; those two old rooms might be run-down, but they hold many of her fondest memories. She couldn’t bear to see them destroyed.

Ma Hongxiang: "It would be a bit embarrassing." Her family would definitely say she had lost face for generations.

Li Qiao: "Wear a hat, a mask, cover yourself up well, and no one will recognize you."

Ma Hongxiang was tempted, and after hesitating she said, "I’ll give it a try. Where should I set up?"

"I’ll take you there first thing tomorrow morning."

"Then I’d have to let your grandma know. When I got back, I told her I’d go over early in the morning."

Li Qiao: "No need to say anything, I’ll tell her later."

"Alright."

.....

...

The next day, Li Qiao took Ma Hongxiang to the shoe factory to find Qin Jin. The gatekeeper said the factory manager wasn’t in and to wait outside if she wanted to find him.

Li Qiao: "I’m his partner, you let me wait for him in his office."

"Partner? Every day girls come here claiming to be his partner. First time I let one in, I almost got chewed out. You better just wait outside," the gatekeeper said.

Li Qiao: "...." Every day girls come looking for Qin Jin?

Is he that popular?

Why aren’t men chasing after me?

It was too cold outside, so Li Qiao decided to leave and come back in two or three hours. To the gatekeeper, she said, "Uncle, when you see your factory manager, please tell him Li Qiao stopped by looking for him."

"Alright, alright." The uncle was clearly impatient.

Li Qiao felt somewhat helpless and prepared to leave.

Ma Hongxiang said, "You’re partners with the owner of the factory, so why doesn’t the gatekeeper recognize you?"

Li Qiao: "I’ve never been here." She only knew the location.