How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s

After Qin Jin came back, he said, "Qiaoqiao, shall we go?"

"Let’s go, but we need to tidy up the place. Otherwise, it won’t be fit for anyone to stay during the New Year."

Qin Jin said, "I’ve already given the keys to Fugui’s mother, asking her to air out the quilts for us when she’s free." The last time he entered the room, he had smelled something odd but had forgotten about it until they were walking into the village.

"That works," Li Qiao replied, closing the window again. "Did you ask Cuiying Auntie about it?"

Qin Jin answered, "She said she’d think about it, I’ll come back and ask again tomorrow."

As they spoke, they walked outside, and from next door came a burst of scolding.

The gist was that Peng Chunhua spent all day holding her broken-mouthed child and did nothing else.

Feng Hu, following behind Yu Feng, echoed her criticism of Peng Chunhua, "Is there something wrong with the child that he can’t be healthy? Always creating a fuss, do you even want to live a normal life anymore?"

Then came Peng Chunhua’s response, mixed with sobbing that Li Qiao couldn’t make out clearly.

Li Qiao said with complicated feelings, "Women who have had children, they become worthless. In the beginning, Feng Hu was quite attentive to Chunhua, but it didn’t take long for him to grow impatient. Would you become like that too after I’ve had a child?"

"Don’t start projecting that onto me!"