Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Exhortations

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Although Chu Molin didn’t know where his little wife got all these things from, or how big her secret was,

once someone found out about it, there was a possibility that she might be in danger. So Chu Molin had to take precautions and eliminate the danger before it grew.

Qin Xue looked at the man and nodded seriously, “Alright, if you don’t want me to talk about it, I won’t.’

She was not really naive, knowing that she couldn’t keep secrets from the man she would be living with every day.

So, Qin Xue didn’t mind revealing a little clue to him. The result satisfied her the man was not only not prying into her secret but worrying about her safety. Qin Xue now felt relieved.

Chu Molin patted her on the head with his hand, “Hmm, our Xue’er is so good. ”

Qin Xue grumbled helplessly, was this man addicted to patting her head, doing it from time to time?

After having a peaceful breakfast, the two cleaned up the place.

Qin Xue returned to the room and took out six small jars of strong peach blossom wine.

She filled the jars she had bought last time, and according to Chu Molin, he had two childhood friends here who would each receive two small jars, leaving two jars for Chu Molin.

There were also four small jars with a lighter taste that would stay at home and be saved for later when giving gifts to An Hao.

“Chu Molin, how should we carry these?” Qin Xue looked at the four small jars of wine without packaging, which didn’t look presentable.

Could she find a place that made porcelain jars and order some nice-looking ones?

Chu Molin looked at them, found a few red ribbons, and Qin Xue had an idea when she saw the ribbons. “Do you have more of these ribbons?”

Chu Molin turned around and fetched a handful of them. Qin Xue took them and started braiding them into slipknots, which in the past were woven from bamboo or willow branches. Now Qin Xue was weaving them with red ribbons.

Surprisingly, the jars looked much better when covered and carried with these red ribbon-woven slipknots.

Chu Molin watched Qin Xue’s braiding technique and picked up a few red ribbons, squatting next to her and starting to braid as well.

Qin Xue glanced at her husband and her eyes brightened; if she wasn’t mistaken, Chu Molin had just learned the technique from watching her and his braids looked so good.

“Wow, Chu Molin, you’re quite talented; your braids look amazing.” The man raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Xue before continuing his work.

“Chu Molin, I want to ask you something.” Qin Xue leaned towards him.

Seeing the woman coming closer to him, the man was instantly happy, “What is it? Tell me.’

“Do you know where to buy medicinal seeds?

Like any kind of medicinal seeds will do, of course, the more precious ones are better, especially ginseng seeds or Tuber fleeceflower seeds; if there are any, I’d like to have as many as possible. Do you know where to find them?” The man thought, how could she read his mind like a worm?

“How did you know 1 have them?” Chu Molin actually had ginseng seeds, which were given to him last year when he helped an old man on a research trip in the mountains.

At that time, there was also a ginseng plant, which he didn’t take because he didn’t know how to grow it and it would be useless to him.

But the old man insisted, feeling like he didn’t have anything to thank Chu Niolin with, so he had to give him something.

The old man said he got the seeds while digging for herbs in the mountains, and every time he found seeds, he would collect them and bring them home to plant, saving the rest of the seeds he got. He had some other medicinal seeds, too.

The old man’s son had planted some of the seeds, and the rest were all given to Chu Molin, who only took the medicinal seeds and didn’t take the ginseng.

His comrades even teased him at the time, saying he could stop doing research and become a medicine farmer instead, selling medicinal herbs for a living.

Chu Molin had kept them for over a year and hadn’t touched them; if it weren’t for Qin Xue mentioning it today, he would have forgotten about it.

“Wow, Chu Molin, you really have them, that’s great!” Qin Xue, excited, promptly hugged his neck and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek.

Chu Molin hurriedly reached back to steady her, turned his head and looked at her helplessly, “Watch it, you’re going to be a mother..”