Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Nangong Beiying shivered. Was it her expectations were too high, or were these three clueless about how to smile?

“Forget it, don’t smile anymore. Your smiles are uglier than crying. Why are all of you so poker-faced? You’re turning me into one too!” After saying that, Nangong Beiying pulled at her own cheeks.

“Hahaha, you guys are hilarious!” Rain pointed at them, laughing with her hands on her belly.

“You should ask your wife in your dreams.” Cloud gave Rain a cold glance and then responded to Nangong Beiying.

“But at that time, you guys were only three or four years old, the age when kids are supposed to be naughty! How did my mother turn you all into poker faces?” Nangong Beiying was extremely curious.

She had the original body’s memories, so she knew that this group of four had grown up together; otherwise, they wouldn’t dare to use such intimate tones in front of her.

Upon mentioning this, the four instantly remained silent. Even Rain, who was laughing loudly, immediately shut her mouth.

“Well, it seems I won’t be getting the answer I want again.” Nangong Beiying knew it was hopeless.

When Chu Molin brought the food home, Qin Xue was still sleeping—she must have been exhausted. However, she would have to get up to eat and then go shopping.

“Xue’er, wake up, let’s eat,” Chu Molin softly called to Qin Xue.

But before Qin Xue could wake up, Chu Molin saw the two children looking at him with wide eyes. Then, their little mouths pouted, and they began to cry loudly together.

“Baby, be good, don’t cry,” Qin Xue didn’t even open her eyes, just reaching out to hold the children and comfort them.

Chu Molin looked at Qin Xue’s actions, feeling pity for her. His wife was exhausted, but her first instinct was still to care for the children.

“Xue’er, wake up, let’s eat. Look, the children are crying.” Chu Molin picked up Yu Chen. Why didn’t he hold Yu Ze this time? That’s because Yu Ze was already in his wife’s arms.

“Mmm, so tired,” Qin Xue muttered and slowly opened her eyes. She saw a handsome face up close, which startled her. Reflexively, she swung a slap.

With a “smack,” Qin Xue got so frightened that she was wide awake.

“Are you stupid? Why didn’t you dodge it? And why did you get so close to me?” Qin Xue remorsefully stroked his face, feeling sorry for him being slapped for no reason.

“It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt,” Chu Molin didn’t react in time. He didn’t expect his wife to have such a strong reaction and such quick reflexes—it seemed like she had training!

What Chu Molin didn’t know was that Qin Xue did have training in her past life. She, Chu Beiying, and An Xiaochen were all Judo Kudan! They were saint-level masters, and ordinary people had no chance of beating them.

As for why they learned Judo, it’s because Qin Xue was always bullied. She later met Chu Beiying and then An Xiaochen in town. The three had similar personalities and quickly bonded. They decided to learn martial arts together.

They signed up for Taekwondo, but the coach thought they were better suited for Judo. Little did he know, they excelled in it, practiced for many years, and eventually KO-ed their coach!