Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

Chapter 1383: Chapter 1383: Don’t Regret It

Qin Ru Hai remained stunned for a long time before he gradually recovered from that state.

Then, he sat on the ground, covering his face and sobbing bitterly, ”What kind of sins has the Qin Family committed to deserve this? Such a thing shouldn’t have happened! It’s really... really like heaven is punishing me.”

”Father, this isn’t your fault,” Qin Jian crouched down, placed his hands on his shoulders, and comforted him, ”Don’t be too sad.”

”Why can Qin Fen not be fertile? How did this problem come to be? It must be heaven punishing the Qin Family,” Qin Ru Hai said painfully, pounding his chest.

”There are many reasons. An Hao mentioned it too; if the disease is properly treated according to the doctor, there is still hope for fertility, even though the success rate is low but that does not mean it’s impossible. Father, try not to be too upset,” Qin Jian explained to Qin Ru Hai.

Qin Ru Hai cried softly for a while and then said, ”Perhaps this is fate. I will get treatment for Qin Fen’s illness, even if it means bankrupting us to do so.”

”I support your decision. However, there’s no need to rush; these things can’t be solved overnight. For now, let’s have Yueqin and Qin Fen divorce. Handle this matter discreetly. Make sure it doesn’t cause any trouble, as Qin Fen is too hot-tempered, and mother is not someone who can stay out of trouble. So...”

”I understand what you mean,” Qin Ru Hai stood up, wiping the tears from his face, ”The Qin family has been humiliated too much. I will handle this matter discreetly. Don’t worry!”

”That’s good. Father, I should go now. An Hao is about to give birth, and I can’t leave her side these days, so I must hurry.”

”Alright. Once An Hao has given birth, don’t forget to send a telegram home to let us know everyone is safe!”

”Okay.”

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Qin Ru Hai smoked one pouch of tobacco after another on the kang, filling the room with dense smoke.

Li Junping woke up coughing, opened her eyes, and was about to speak when she saw Qin Ru Hai’s distressed expression.

”Old Qin, what’s wrong?” she knew her husband well and could tell he was troubled.

”It’s nothing. Go back to sleep,” said Qin Ru Hai, continuing to smoke.

”I feel as if I’m sleeping inside a chimney! How could I sleep?” Li Junping complained.

Qin Ru Hai put away his smoking pipe and walked out, passing by his son’s window where he heard bursts of laughter.

He paused, thought for a moment, then knocked on the door, ”Qin Fen. Don’t sleep. Go and check on the peanuts in the field.”

”I won’t go,” Qin Fen immediately refused.

”If you don’t go, don’t expect a penny from me. You decide,” Qin Ru Hai said curtly, waiting at the door.

After about five minutes, Qin Fen finally came out of the room, ”I’m going. You better keep your word.”

”Get going then.”

Qin Fen was sent out by Qin Ru Hai, who then knocked on Yueqin’s door and said, ”Put on your clothes, I need to talk to you inside.”

”Don’t come in. What are you, an old man, planning by going into your daughter-in-law’s room while your son isn’t home?” Yueqin said bitterly.

Unaware that a storm was about to break.

”If you don’t let me in, don’t regret it. I’m the first to know about this, but if Qin Fen and your mother-in-law find out before you do, I guarantee you won’t survive tomorrow!”