Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

“Isn’t it true, though? Is it fun to keep an eye on other people’s lives? Or do you prefer others gossip about your personal affairs every day? If any of you like that, let me know, and I will come gossip about your life,” Qin Xue, not used to quarrels, said.

She could only strike back with words that hit where it hurts. After all, everyone likes to talk about other people’s gossip, but no one wants their own lives to be the subject of gossip.

“You, you, on what grounds?” the women were so angry that they couldn’t react. But Qin Xue was right. They loved gossiping about others but didn’t want anyone talking about them.

“Isn’t it? I think you’re just idle, nothing better to do than to scrutinize other people’s affairs.”

Aren’t you afraid that one day someone will expose even where you hide your money, or perhaps even details about your marital bed?” Qin Xue scrutinized each of their expressions, finding their shock amusing.

Let them gossip and target me every day, if I don’t scare them off, I’m not Qin Xue. Hehe, let’s see if they dare to do it again.

The women, frightened by Qin Xue’s words, walked away. Only then did Fang Hong came to Qin Xue, tapped her forehead and said:

“You, seriously, if you keep this up, everyone will target you. Why would you do this?”

“Sister-in-law, it’s the truth. They have nothing better to do, that’s why they focus on other’s trivial matters. Or do you enjoy them talking about you?” Qin Xue couldn’t help but act cute towards Fang Hong.

“You, I really don’t know what to do with you. Quit stirring up trouble. Just bring over a lit lump of honeycomb briquette from my place. After using it, put two smokeless briquettes inside and cover the fire door. Next time, just use it directly without having to start the stove every time,” Fang Hong taught Qin Xue how to store a live ember and start a stove.

“Really? Thank you, sister-in-law, you’re so kind.” Qin Xue hugged Fang Hong’s arm excitedly and started laughing with narrowed eyes.

Looking at Qin Xue’s delighted behavior, like that of a child, Fang Hong could only shake her head helplessly. Come with me and bring the fire poker, we’ll need it to rekindle the briquettes.

After Fang Hong left, Qin Xue thought about how her personality has changed quite a bit since she lost her memory due to the accident. This change was a good one, and Chu Molin finally had hope.

Qin Xue brought over an unused honeycomb briquette to exchange for the firestarter from Fang Hong. “What are you doing? I only asked for a fire starter, yet you brought the briquette.”

“Sister-in-law, everyone has it tough. I can’t let you bear all the burdens. You’ve been so good to me, I can’t let you be disadvantaged, right?” Qin Xue’s nature was such that she repaid kindness with kindness and held grudges.action

She had a lazy disposition and would not retaliate unless she was pushed to the extreme.

That’s why in her past life, after her mother had died and her father remarried,?

Qin Xue preferred to grow up with her grandparents rather than live with her father and stepmother. If they were not of the same breed, she did not mix with them, and she was happier on her own.

Now, Fang Hong showed kindness in every possible way, and Qin Xue was more than willing to accept it.

She took the fire starter home, put it on a briquette, placed a pot of water on top to boil, and took out the already cold cooked rice to eat. Luckily the dish didn’t have too much oil, otherwise, it would have been inedible when cold.

After finishing her meal and washing the dishes, she stretched her body comfortably, feeling relaxed.