Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

“Good brothers.” Li Zhao also stretched out his palm to hold Chu Molin’s.

“Good brothers.” Xiao Qi directly put his hand on top of their clasped palms.

At this moment, the relationship between the three childhood friends grew even stronger. In the future, no matter how big the temptations and provocations were, they would not misunderstand and turn against each other.

When Chu Molin returned home, he found Qin Xue still asleep. His father-in-law had gone back to the Qins’ village yesterday, while his mother-in-law and sister-in-law were still here to take care of his wife during her confinement period.

“Molin, you’re back. Have you eaten?” Nangong Shulan noticed the odd mealtime and heated the portion she had saved for her son-in-law in the pot.

“Mom, is there still food?” Chu Molin only had some drinks with them, without eating, so he was really hungry.

“Yes, go wash up and I’ll get it for you.” Nangong Shulan put the wool in her hands down on the chair and went into the kitchen to get the dishes.

“Chu Molin, you’re back.” Qin Xue woke up and came out of the bedroom when she heard the voices.

“Did our talking wake you up?” Chu Molin swallowed his food before replying to his wife.

“No, I’ve slept enough. I’ve been eating and sleeping so much that I’m turning into a pig.” Qin Xue looked at her body that had gained some weight in just half a month.

Chu Molin looked at Qin Xue from head to toe after hearing her words, then his gaze returned to her chest, his eyes darkened, and he coughed before saying: “This is quite good.”

He lowered his head to continue eating, but his pace had noticeably quickened, and nobody noticed his slightly flushed ears.

“Huh, I’ve gained so much weight, and you say it’s okay?” Qin Xue widened her eyes, estimating that she had gained more than 5 kg since before, and this man actually said it was good. She thought, “God, may thunder strike me down.”

“Hmm, good, being fat is better than being skinny, all soft and chubby.” Chu Molin saw his mother-in-law sitting far away, moved a little closer to his wife, and whispered.

“*cough* *cough* *cough*.” Qin Xue choked on her saliva, scared by his sudden words. So he thought it was good because he wanted to take advantage of her. Did he not like skinny beauties like Tang Xuanzong and instead loved chubby girls?

Qin Xue suddenly shivered at the thought and felt afraid when imagining her chubby self.

It’s not that Qin Xue hated or discriminated against fat people, but overweight people were more likely to get sick, like high blood pressure, diabetes, coronary heart disease, etc. The risks were too great, and Qin Xue was afraid of suffering after getting sick, so she should pay attention to her postnatal recovery and become slim again.

“Chu Molin, where’s your decency?” Qin Xue moved back a little, scared by this shameless man.

How did she change this man from a cold-faced person who could freeze people to death to what he is now?

Qin Xue thought it over and didn’t think she had done anything to change him, so how did she turn her abstinent male god/man?

“My decency was eaten by a dog.” Chu Molin swallowed his last mouthful of rice languidly.

“I think so too, which dog ate it, give it back to me.” Qin Xue playfully made a exaggerated face at Chu Molin.