How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 438 - 440: Genealogy_1

Old Mrs. Qin was very satisfied as she pointed to a residence not far away, introducing Li Qiao and Qin Baby to the place where Qin Jin played when he was young.

"Baby, I’ll take you around when we’re free, okay?"

The child shook his head.

Old Mrs. Qin, "Why don’t you want to?"

The child murmured for a while, and neither the grandparent nor the child could understand, as he pointed with his little hand.

Li Qiao looked in the direction he was pointing and saw the house had been divided into individual units. Two young men were sneaking over the wall into one of the courtyards. "Are they thieves? Are you afraid it’s dangerous?"

Child: "Mhm."

Even though Old Mrs. Qin was wearing reading glasses, the distance was too far, and all she could see were figures; she couldn’t make out what they were doing: "What did they steal?"

"They’ve entered the house; I can’t see either," Li Qiao continued, praising the child’s sharp eyes.

The child grinned.

Old Mrs. Qin: "How did you notice?"

The child pointed to his head.

Li Qiao translated, "Intuition?"

Child responded, "Mhm."

Old Mrs. Qin couldn’t believe it and exclaimed, "Such precise intuition, are you a deity?"

The child made a motion of shrinking into Li Qiao’s arms, denying the old lady’s words.

Li Qiao, finding the child heavy, switched arms: "Children’s sixth sense can be stronger."

Old Mrs. Qin also believed this was the case. She reached out to the child, "Will you let Great-Grandma hold you?"

The child didn’t budge.

Li Qiao turned her head just as the two people from the old house came out and kicked the wall before leaving.

Old Mrs. Qin noticed as well, "Can you see what they took?"

Li Qiao, "They probably didn’t get anything; otherwise, they wouldn’t have kicked the wall." That indicated frustration.

Old Mrs. Qin, "It’s normal not to find anything, the good things have long been taken away. Such a big house is actually no longer suitable for living. With fewer people, it’s difficult to clean, and hiring help requires hiring more and, moreover, repairs and everything cost money."

Li Qiao, "Once Jin makes it big, hiring help and renovations will be minor expenses." A house like this was very suitable for retirement.

There was a garden in the house, and even a rockery, but unfortunately, they were deliberately destroyed.

"...."

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After resting for a day, the family of four brought incense, paper money, and offerings to the ancestral grave in the suburbs the next morning. Old Mrs. Qin looked after the child while Li Qiao and Qin Jin cleaned around the grave site.

Li Qiao inadvertently discovered a sunken spot in one of the graves, with signs of the surrounding soil being disturbed and cracks on the gravestone. She pointed it out to Qin Jin, "Could it be grave robbers?"

Qin Jin, "Dammit, who would be so immoral as to dig up my family’s ancestral grave."

Old Mrs. Qin approached, "The ancestors of the Qin family had a rule not to put burial objects. The older generation in the city should all know this; it shouldn’t be grave robbers. It might be some animal making a hole for a den. Let’s honor the ancestors first and later Jin can find someone to dig it up and see. If the coffin inside is damaged, we’ll have to find a geomancer to recalculate a good day for burial." She looked at the name, "Qin Qiong, I don’t even recognize it."

Women had a low status in the past and weren’t allowed to participate in ancestor worship.

So she had made only a few trips.

She wasn’t familiar with these elders.

The family genealogy used to be kept in the study; before she left, she entrusted someone to place it on a beam. Now she didn’t know whether it was still there. She told Qin Jin the location of the genealogy, "It’s best to find it, see who this person is to you, and help erect a new gravestone for him."

Qin Jin agreed.

During the ancestor worship, Old Mrs. Qin held the child and murmured, "Baby, these are your grandpa and grandma, and this is your great-grandpa; say hello to them."

The child babbled non-stop.

This provoked endless laughter among the family, young and old.

Compared to the heavy mood upon arrival, the atmosphere was much brighter at the moment.

.....

After the ancestor worship, the family of four headed back.

Passing by the Qin Mansion, they all went inside together. Qin Jin took out the keys to open the main house’s gate, moved a ladder up to the beam, and searched, "It’s not here, Grandma. I’ll go ask the people living here, see if they threw it away." Living in the Qin family’s house, they might have sold some valuable items, but that was that.

If they even destroyed the genealogy.

He had to make sure the other party would never have peace.

"Do you know where they are living now? Besides, the family records aren’t worth money, so why take them? Look carefully in the crevices."

Qin Jin was certain there was nothing. "I know. You two go back to where you’re staying, and I’ll go ask that family where the records are."

"We’ll wait for you in the yard, enjoying the sun," Old Mrs. Qin said.

"Hmm," Qin Jin left.

About half an hour later, he returned, dragging an old man with him, "Where did you put it? Find it for me now!"

"Eh, eh, I’ll find it right away, I’ll find it right away." The old man went into the house and pulled out a box from under the bed, "Last year during the big clean-up, when we were cleaning the beams, I took the stuff down. Someone told me it was the family records, and thinking you might come back for them one day, I didn’t throw them away."

"Didn’t throw the records away because they’re worthless? Did you think of today when you were squatting in my house, you damn dog?" Qin Jin found someone to lash out at, slapping the man hard twice.

The other party didn’t dare to make a sound, clearly shocked.

This kid, they thought his family had died out long ago.

Lady Qian mentioned two years ago at Qingming that the Qin family was now in Beijing.

He had started to worry at that time, wondering if the Qin family would ever come back.

So when he found the family records, he didn’t dare to look at them, afraid he might ruin them and have the Qins come back to settle accounts with him.

Turns out, his concerns were justified.

This October, the street committee suddenly notified them to prepare to move out.

Unexpectedly, before the new year, the people had returned.

Tall and sturdy, almost as bad as the troubled Qin Wangshu back in the day, and now with a beautiful wife and child.

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After receiving the family records, Qin Jin scolded the man to get lost, then opened the box and took out the records, starting from the back, Qin Qiong was the father of his grandfather’s grandfather. "Grandma, how should I address this?"

"This... Qiaoqiao, you are well-educated, what do you think?"

Li Qiao: "I don’t understand either, I only distinguish within five generations. Let’s erect a monument in the name of the sixth generation."

After discussing, Qin Jin busied himself with repairing the ancestral grave and erecting a monument.

Li Qiao and Old Mrs. Qin took the child back to their residence.

After the old and the young took a nap in the afternoon, Li Qiao couldn’t sleep and began idly flipping through the family records.

The pages were old, but not damaged.

The handwriting on them was still clear.

They must have been made of a special kind of paper.

She flipped through page by page.

The Qin family must have moved from somewhere else, as the ancestral graves of the Qin family only had about a dozen tombs, all burying direct descendants.

Yet the records were a thick volume.

In the middle, she found someone also named Qin Yunye who became Top Scholar at seventeen and married the daughter of a merchant, Lady Shangguan.

The records of their lives showed that the woman was one year older than the man.

Unfortunately, she died young, the second year after their marriage, leaving behind a daughter and then passing away. Afterwards, the man didn’t remarry, and when he became a Cabinet Scholar, his daughter married off, but it wasn’t recorded who she married.

At the age of seventy, he passed away peacefully.

The surname Shangguan is rare, and Jiayue, according to her birth year, is one year older than Yunye.

And there seems to be a connection with her own family. Could this be more than a coincidence?

After closing the family records,

she approached the bed where the child was sleeping, leaned over, and examined him. He shouldn’t be related to Jiayue, right?

He looked so well-behaved asleep, she couldn’t help but lean down and kiss him.

The child opened his eyes, saw her, and closed them again.

Li Qiao didn’t want to disturb any further, walked out of the door, and stood on the second floor looking into the distance.

After a short while, Qin Jin appeared within her sight. He waved to her, "Qiaoqiao."

Li Qiao placed her finger on her lips.

Qin Jin got the message and after coming upstairs he said, "The child is asleep, huh."