Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Qin Yu went back to his room to get his pajamas and went to the bathroom for a shower before returning to the kitchen to fetch the hot water.

“Jiale, are you asleep?” Nangong Shulan knocked on her younger daughter’s bedroom door.

“Not yet, Mom, come in.” Qin Jiale opened the door for her mother to enter.

“Jiale, your brother and I are going to find your sister tomorrow, and we don’t know when we’ll be back.

Take this money for your living expenses and take good care of yourself at school. Buy whatever you want to eat with the money, and don’t be too frugal or hard on yourself.

Now you’re the only one in school at home, and we’ve been more relaxed. Plus, your sister sent money back this time, which should be enough for us to live on for a long time.

So, from now on, feel free to buy whatever you want to eat.” Nangong Shulan said to her sensible younger daughter.

The younger daughter was too sensible, knowing that the family was not wealthy. She never asked for anything other than school expenses since childhood. Now that the family was doing better financially, they could no longer skimp on the younger daughter’s necessities.

“l know, Mom, I’ll take good care of myself, and you don’t have to worry.

Please be careful on the road with my brother and send us a telegram when you arrive to let us know you’re safe.” Qin Jiale accepted the money from her mother.

Although her mother said so and she saw the money her sister had sent back, she could not spend recklessly. She had to study hard and fulfill the wishes of her brother and sister.

Her brother and sister did not go to college, giving her the opportunity, which had always been a knot in Qin Jiale’s heart.

She had to cherish this hard-to-come opportunity. No other family in their village had a girl who could study properly like she could.

Other girls in the village either dropped out of school to take care of their siblings and help with chores or got married and had children at an early age.

Qin Jiale felt fortunate to be born into such a loving family that treated their children equally regardless of gender.

Although her family paid more attention to her sister than her, she did not envy her sister. When they were young, Jiale once fell into the river and nearly drowned, but her sister saved her.

So, in her heart, her sister was not only her relative but also her savior.

Who would be jealous of their lifesaver?

So, even if her family cared more about her sister, she would not be jealous or make a fuss.

“Hmm, my little Jiale has grown up and knows how to care for me.” Nangong Shulan didn’t think Qin Jiale was ever childish or unaware of things.

On the contrary, because she was too sensible and kept everything to herself, Nangong Shulan felt heartbroken.

“Mom, I’m already 17 years old, okay?” Qin Jiale felt that she was an adult now in high school and was teased by her mother, so she pouted and spoke to her mother playfully.

“Yes, 17 years old, a grown young lady. Time flies so fast.

I remember when you were just born, you were so thin and small. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to raise you back then.

But in the blink of an eye, you, the thin and small baby, are already 17 years old and a grown young lady.” Nangong Shulan had given birth to Qin Jiale prematurely.

Because it was too early, she was thin and small when she was born. She really feared that she wouldn’t be able to raise her, and she worried every day.

At that time, even the two or three-year-old Qin Xue and her younger siblings were barely taken care of, and it was Qin Lei who looked after them, taking them to their grandmother’s house to play with their cousins, Qin Qiu and Cloud, when he went to work.

Later, under Nangong Shulan’s careful care, Qin Jiale gradually grew stronger, and only then did she feel relieved.

Perhaps it was due to a feeling of guilt and neglect that, as Qin Jiale grew older, Nangong Shulan’s attention shifted more to Qin Xue.

She felt that Qin Yu, being a boy, did not need the same delicate care as a girl..