Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

“Chu Molin, come and hold the child.” Qin Xue handed the child to Chu Molin, and then took out the bed sheets and other bedding items from her bag.

“Well, it looks more like home now.” Qin Xue clapped her hands and nodded.

“It will feel even more like home once we settle down.” Chu Molin laughed as he looked at his wife. He didn’t see her acting like this in S Province. Women’s minds are truly complex and difficult to guess.

“Mm, when do you have to report for work?” Qin Xue sat in a chair, watching her husband, and didn’t reach out to take the child, letting him hold both.

“Tomorrow.” Chu Molin glanced up at his wife. He didn’t even have time to go shopping with her.

“Oh, that’s quite tight on time.” Qin Xue hadn’t expected them to be cutting it close.

“Mm.” Chu Molin responded with a faint monosyllable.

“Alright, then rest up and we’ll go out to buy things after.” Qin Xue thought they could rest for half the day, and spend the other half buying essentials.

“Okay, you go wash up.” Chu Molin put the kids on the bed and then told Qin Xue.

“Mm, alright.” Qin Xue had no objections, as she was really tired from sitting in the car for over ten hours, holding the kids the whole time.

After both husband and wife had washed up, the family of four lay down on the bed to rest.

At first, Qin Xue was on the inside, the kids in the middle, and Chu Molin on the outside.

Later, Chu Molin wanted to hold his wife, so he moved the kids further in, leaving Qin Xue in the middle and himself still on the outside.

“Chu Molin, you’re so childish.” Qin Xue pursed her lips.

“There’s nothing wrong with me holding my wife.” Chu Molin contentedly held his wife in his arms, not caring what she said.

“But there are children here, can’t you be more mindful?” Qin Xue turned to look at the man, feeling hopeless.

“How am I not being mindful, hmm?” Chu Molin asked in a low voice.

“You’re going to set a bad example for them.” Qin Xue muttered.

“No, they’ll just think there’s a lot of love in our family, and it will only get better.” Chu Molin’s twisted reasoning never ceased.

Chu Molin looked satisfied with his wife and children, holding his wife close as he closed his eyes to rest.

When Qin Xue woke up, she felt extremely hungry.

“Awake?” Chu Molin looked down at the woman in his arms with a smile.

“Chu Molin, you rascal.” Qin Xue glared furiously at the grinning man, who was showing no self-control.

“Watch your language. Whose ‘old lady’ are you? Hmm.” Chu Molin looked at her dangerously as if he wanted to go for another round; he was more than happy to do so.

“Of course, I’m Yu Ze and Yu Chen’s ‘old lady’.” Qin Xue instantly backed down.

“Alright, get up. Let’s go eat and buy some furniture.” Chu Molin released his hold on his wife.

“Mm.” Qin Xue agreed. There were indeed many things to purchase upon arrival. She just didn’t know if they’d have enough time today.

“Xue’er, you…” Chu Molin whispered something into Qin Xue’s ear.

“How dare you say that, who was the one messing around?” Qin Xue fumed.

“It was me.” Chu Molin laughed heartily.

Chu Molin happily got dressed and left the room, not caring whether Qin Xue was resting or getting up. He was just glad to have done it, and didn’t really mind how his wife felt as long as she was happy.