Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Qin Xue was awakened again because Chu Molin called her.

“Xue’er, the children are hungry. Can you feed them?” If he wasn’t afraid of frightening his wife, Chu Molin would have just directly fed the children himself.

However, during the day, he had heard other nurses and relatives of the new mothers chatting, saying that if a woman who had just given birth was startled, her milk supply would be negatively affected. Then there would be no milk for the babies.

Chu Molin looked at his wife who had no milk in the morning but started to produce milk after eating chicken soup for the entire day. So that’s why he just woke her up to feed the children instead of doing it himself.

“Alright.” Qin Xue took her son and cradled him in her arms, then began to feed him.

The child ate happily, while Qin Xue fell into a drowsy sleep.

Chu Molin watched his wife’s series of actions in astonishment, unsure how to react to her smooth movements.

Seeing that Qin Xue was about to block their son’s nose unintentionally, he quickly held their older son in one hand and used the other to move the child’s head further away so he could eat milk without obstruction.

It wasn’t until their younger son had eaten enough that Chu Molin let go of his hand, wiped the sweat from his palm, and woke Qin Xue up to feed their older son.

Qin Xue turned to the side and repeated the process to feed the other child.

Chu Molin placed the sleeping younger son on the other hospital bed.

He came over to watch the older son eat, afraid that the child’s nose would be blocked like before. Chu Molin watched carefully as Qin Xue fed both children, feeling a bit envious of their exclusive access to his wife’s attention.

Qin Xue sleepily fed the children and, seeing that they were quiet, she turned and placed her hand to keep the child from falling before falling back asleep.

Chu Molin watched his tired wife, covering her with a thin blanket. Then he carried their son back to the other bed to sleep.

Qin Xue slept soundly that night, while Chu Molin woke up several times. Whenever the children made a sound, he would wake up and comfort them not to disturb Qin Xue’s rest.

It was rare to find a man like Chu Molin who cared so much for his wife.

Qin Xue opened her eyes to see Chu Molin holding a child in each hand, comforting them.

“Chu Molin, give me one. Why didn’t you call me?” Qin Xue looked at him sympathetically, thinking of him as a silly, loving man.

“You’re tired, you were sleeping soundly.” Chu Molin handed the older child to his awakened wife.

“Why didn’t you give me the younger one first this time?” Qin Xue laughed and asked.

“Yu Chen wet himself, Yu Ze didn’t.” Chu Molin looked at her and answered.

“Alright, I’ll feed our Yu Ze first.” Qin Xue didn’t mind Chu Molin being there and began to feed the child right away after checking that the door was closed and no one could see.

Little Yu Ze immediately opened his mouth and started sucking as soon as he smelled the familiar scent.

“Yu Ze, eat slowly, don’t choke.” Qin Xue patted the child’s back nervously, afraid he might choke.

After changing the diaper, Chu Molin held Yu Chen and waited.

With one more child, even eating a meal required waiting in line. They were learning to queue up for food at such a young age; they would definitely grow up to be well-behaved and disciplined children.

“Take the older one away and give me the younger one.” Qin Xue put the older child back on the bed and told Chu Molin. It seemed like Qin Xue and Chu Molin had been taking turns holding and feeding the children one after the other.

Qin Xue found it troubling to take care of both, and wondered how parents of triplets, quadruplets, and even quintuplets in later generations managed to raise their children.

Had Qin Xue forgotten about the existence of baby formula at that moment?