Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

It was afternoon by the time Qin Xue and Chu Molin returned to the county town, so it might have been the fabric shop owner who had arranged for Qin Xue’s fabric to be delivered when they saw the bus schedule.

As soon as the couple got off the bus and returned to the shop, the fabric was delivered.

Qin Xue checked the fabric, found no damage, and cleared the debt with the IOU.

“Qin Xue, why did you buy so many impractical fabrics?” Fang Xiu wondered as she watched Qin Xue spend so much money on fabric.

“Xiu, when have you ever seen me do something useless?” Qin Xue rolled her eyes at Fang Xiu.

“But these are indeed impractical, what do you plan to use them for? Clothes?” Fang Xiu felt the fabric with her hands.

The fabric was good, but what to make with it? Fang Xiu was puzzled by Qin Xue.

“Xiu, I’m hungry, is there anything to eat in the shop?” After Qin Xue and the others got off the mountain, they checked out of their room and took the bus back without having time to eat.

“Hang on, I’ll cook some noodles for you.” Fang Xiu thought, my goodness, it’s so late and they haven’t eaten yet.

“Great, thanks, Xiu.” After hearing Fang Xiu’s words, Qin Xue sat down on the chair next to her and teased Jingtao who was sitting in his baby walker.

“Taotao, call me Auntie, Auntie,” Qin Xue slowly taught Jingtao to speak.

Seeing how much Qin Xue loved Jingtao, Chu Molin knew that she would be a very gentle mother to their future child.

“Yi, yi,” Jingtao spat out two single syllables.

“Chu Molin, did you hear that? Jingtao called me. I’m the first person he called, haha, Jingtao, you’re amazing!” Qin Xue excitedly grabbed Chu Molin’s hand.

“Hmm, it’s because my Xue’er is the best,” Chu Molin nodded, agreeing with Qin Xue’s words.

“What do you mean, your Xue’er is the best? I’m my own person!” Qin Xue said proudly, blushing.

This man was shamelessly flirting with her without regard for the situation. She still had her pride, even if he didn’t.

“Fine, let’s say I belong to your family then,” Chu Molin found teasing Qin Xue quite amusing, especially seeing her red face, shy and annoyed.

“You already belong to my family!” Qin Xue blurted out before she realized that she’d been blatantly teased by Chu Molin.

Qin Xue glared at Chu Molin bashfully, really wanting to kick him.

How embarrassing it would be if Fang Xiu or Yu Xiu heard them!

“Hehe,” Chu Molin’s deep laughter echoed in the small room.

Jingtao also giggled, making Qin Xue even more embarrassed.

“You two are really something,” Qin Xue said angrily, looking at Chu Molin and then at Jingtao at her feet.

Knowing that Qin Xue was just shy, Chu Molin softened his expression but maintained the smile in his eyes as he watched her. Unable to bear his gaze, Qin Xue went into the kitchen to check on Fang Xiu’s noodles.

Chu Molin looked at his little wife’s flustered figure and let out a joyful laugh. The laughter behind her made Qin Xue’s heart feel tender and soft.

“What are you talking about? Why are you so happy?” Fang Xiu asked as soon as she saw Qin Xue.

“Maybe Taotao did something funny,” Qin Xue wouldn’t be so foolish as to tell the truth.

“Alright, take it away.” Fang Xiu cooked two bowls of noodles and fried two eggs.

Qin Xue looked at the golden-fried eggs, swallowing her saliva; she was truly hungry.

The two women each carried a bowl of noodles to the shop next door.

“Mr. Chu, have some noodles, I can watch Taotao,” Fang Xiu put the noodles on the table and said to Chu Molin.

“Thank you,” Chu Molin said with gratitude.