How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 435 - 437: Courtesy_1

Li Qiao thought of various things and told Qin Jin about the past events, saying, "After the encounter with the thief, I had to leave the library, right? He said Mama has ’wei’? I didn’t understand him, then he started shouting for Dad, wanting to find you."

Qin Jin, "Could it be saying Mama is in danger? Find Dad?"

Li Qiao, "Now that you mention it, it does seem like that. Coming out from Professor Dai’s house, if I had the child with me, I would surely panic." After becoming a mother, her reactions were always sluggish when she was with the child. If it hadn’t been for the child in her arms when she encountered the human trafficker before, she could have subdued the bad guy herself.

The young couple chatted on their way to Professor Dai’s house, where Professor Dai and his wife were eating at the coffee table.

Qin Baby was sitting on the sofa, holding a floppy bun skin, stuffing it in his mouth, sucking on it slowly. Seeing Li Qiao and Qin Jin, his eyes lit up, "Mama, Dad."

Qin Jin responded and greeted Professor Dai and his wife, "Good day, Professor Dai, good day to the madam, sorry for the intrusion."

"Eh, it’s not an intrusion. So you’re Qiaoqiao’s partner, eh? You’re very good-looking, tall and handsome, and the child looks like you." The madam said with a smile.

Qin Jin chuckled, "Everyone around says the child looks like me." And indeed he did, which was why he was so fond of him. He stepped forward and picked up the child, "Give something to Dad to eat?"

The child moved the bun skin from his left hand to his right hand.

His two hands were not very coordinated, and his movements were very slow. After much effort, he finally managed to place the uneaten end towards Qin Jin’s mouth.

Professor Dai said, "This child knows to offer his share, you have taught him well."

Qin Jin modestly said, "We haven’t taught him; he just happened to do that. Professor Dai, madam, it’s getting late, and our family of three should be heading out."

"Sit down and have some dinner before you go."

"No, it’s not necessary."

"...."

Li Qiao and Qin Jin returned home with their child.

Old Mrs. Qin came out to greet them, "You’re finally back. Why were you out for so long? I was getting a little anxious."

Li Qiao didn’t tell Old Mrs. Qin the situation and just said, "Something held us up."

Old Mrs. Qin didn’t ask further, "Let’s eat."

Li Qiao, "All right."

The child was full from eating at Professor Dai’s house, and Li Qiao wanted him to sleep, but he wouldn’t. He sat in the kitchen watching the three of them eat.

Every now and then, he would lick his lips.

Noticing this, Li Qiao took an apple, cut a small piece, and gave it to him, "Chew slowly with your teeth, okay?"

Qin Baby, "Mm," thinking to himself, Mama is so nagging, she could say the same thing a hundred times over.

......

After the meal, Li Qiao and Old Mrs. Qin did the housework together, while Qin Jin played with the child. He mentioned meeting with a client the next day, and then brought up the factory holiday schedule and festival gifts, "What do you think we should buy?"

Old Mrs. Qin, "Grains and oils are most practical."

Li Qiao, "City residents can get rice and flour, and for those in the villages, it’s not expensive to buy back home. I think we could switch to various types of dried fruits. Oil and meat are still needed, and we could give out some daily necessities, like soap and washing powder; anyway, the more benefits, the better."

Qin Jin, "Okay, and there’s another thing. Madam Xue and Sir Xue had a fight, Sir Xue fell and is in the hospital. After meeting with the client tomorrow, shall we go see him?"

"In the hospital? Isn’t that very serious?"

"According to what Mrs. Xue said, he might need to use a wheelchair from now on. I’m now planning on covering the courtyard with lawn to prevent Grandmother from falling."

Old Mrs. Qin, "Cutting off your nose to spite your face?"

Li Qiao agreed that the elderly should take precautions. "Making the home environment safer is good, so when the child starts walking, we can be more at ease. Grandmother, are you going to see Sir Xue tomorrow?"

Old Mrs. Qin, "I saw him this afternoon, and he was in good spirits. Tomorrow, you can leave the child with me, and you and Jin can go."

.....

The next day, Li Qiao and Qin Jin did not leave Qin Baby with Old Mrs. Qin but took him along to meet with clients.

Because they had done their homework in advance.

The conversation with the clients went very smoothly.

Qin Jin timely suggested signing the contract, taking out the pre-drafted agreement.

The other party looked over each page and seemed to agree, and then signed it.

After obtaining the contract, the group went to a meal, which didn’t wrap up until the afternoon.

Qin Jin’s joy was indescribable, "I’m lucky to have your help."

Li Qiao was also happy, "Since I have nothing better to do, I’m glad I could help you."

Immediately afterward, the family of three bought some gifts and visited Old Mr. Xue at the hospital.

At the door of the hospital room, they could hear Jiang Wanqiu crying, regretting her impulsiveness.

Old Mr. Xue, in turn, comforted her, "My legs have not been very agile for a while now. Even if I hadn’t had the fall, I would soon need a wheelchair. Don’t be too sad."

Jiang Wanqiu cried even harder.

The children of the Xue Family all had serious expressions. Seeing Li Qiao’s family of three arrive, they then greeted them.

Li Qiao and Qin Jin inquired about Old Mr. Xue’s leg.

Old Mr. Xue shared good news rather than bad, "Much better. Come here, Yunye, let Sir Xue take a look at you."

Qin Jin held the child close.

Old Mr. Xue examined him, smiling, "When will the third one be able to have one?" If he could live to witness the birth of the third one’s child, he would die contented.

Xue Lingqing felt somewhat embarrassed, "That kind of thing should be discussed in private."

Old Mr. Xue laughed, "You always know how to deflect."

"Not at all," Xue Lingqing denied.

Old Mr. Xue didn’t continue, reaching out to pull Qin Baby, "Can Qin Baby say ’Sir Xue’?"

The child shook his head, "Diffi..."

Old Mr. Xue laughed heartily, his voice booming, "Difficult? Hahaha... the little tyke can actually say difficult."

Li Qiao was equally shocked, when did he learn that?

Qin Jin, "For now, he can only say ’daddy’ and ’mummy,’ and ’mummy’ is not very clear. Words like one or two occasionally pop out, and they’re also quite mumbled."

Old Mr. Xue, "He’ll learn slowly."

"....."

After leaving the hospital, Li Qiao said, "Sir Xue does indeed seem to be in good spirits; he should be able to recover, right?" She had intended to ask more, but Madam Xue was quite shrewd. She was afraid that if she spoke too much, Madam Xue would accuse her of schadenfreude.

Qin Jin, "Mrs. Xue is highly skilled in medicine, and she would definitely give her all when treating a family member. Naturally, it would be effective."

"......"

....

Old Mr. Xue returned home to recuperate nearly a week after his hospital stay.

Li Qiao and Old Mrs. Qin visited the same day, and Old Mr. Xue asked them when they were returning to the village.

Old Mrs. Qin indicated that she was preparing to go back to her ancestral home for a family memorial service and would revisit the countryside after the New Year. She wanted to catch up with friends, so no one would say she had forgotten her roots after moving to the city.

Old Mr. Xue, "Returning to the countryside is proper. Have you reclaimed your family’s ancestral home? I’ve seen that some houses in Beijing that were occupied have been ordered to be returned to their original owners."

Old Mrs. Qin, "They have. Didn’t Jin make it into the newspapers before? It listed his place of birth, who his grandfather is, who his parents are. The local official saw the newspaper and took the initiative to contact the press, eventually reaching out to Jin. Because of that, Jin even went back to handle the procedures."

The house had been returned, but it had been divided up until it was fragmented, and the valuable furniture inside, those people certainly wouldn’t leave a single piece behind.

Restoration would also require a considerable sum of money; for now, it could only be left as is, with someone to clean it occasionally.

When there’s ample funding in the future, we’ll repair it anew.

The ancestral home is like a root; she intended to live there in the future.

A hundred years from now, she also planned to make arrangements within it.