Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 934: Chapter 928: The Wise Jingtao _1

Chu Molin thought, if this child is to be well-taught and guided, he is bound to be an extraordinary young man once he grows up.

“Taotao, remember to stay together with Uncle and protect your brothers, don’t let others bully them, okay?” Chu Molin thought that only Jingtao would understand what adults were saying among the two children, so he let Jingtao help him keep the secret. He wasn’t afraid of people in the family dwelling knowing, he was more concerned about outsiders discovering, after all, being overly intelligent was a double-edged sword. There’s a saying that too much intelligence often results in harm; if negligent, it could be akin to a tree that stands out and is consequently destroyed by the wind.

So as their father, he had to protect them, and would never allow anyone to hurt them.

“Mmhmm, mommy said I’m the big brother, I should be nice to my younger brothers.” Jingtao spoke slowly, looking at Chu Molin.

“Taotao, you’re a good boy.” Chu Molin looked at this clever child, wondering what Jing Xin’s feelings might be now, unable to protect such a worthy wife and child. To a man, that is a failure.

Hopefully, he would come to his senses soon. For now, let Xue’er help take care of them for a while before letting him know.

… Qin Xue slept right through dinner, staying asleep until the middle of the night.

“Chu Molin, I want water.” Qin Xue called out without even opening her eyes.

“Alright, just wait a moment while I fetch it for you.” Chu Molin, although not having slept deeply, instantly responded to Qin Xue’s voice, then got up to get her some water to drink.

“Do you want any more?” Chu Molin asked Qin Xue who had just drunk two glasses of water.

“No more, I’m full.” Qin Xue touched her stomach, she didn’t want to have any more water as she was already full of water.

“How do you feel? Are you still uncomfortable?” Chu Molin asked Qin Xue two questions in a row.

“I’m feeling a lot better. I feel so much lighter now. Did you feed me something?” Qin Xue remembered being in a daze and someone seemed to have fed her something.

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“Xue Ling fed you. It said you’d get better after eating it, but I didn’t believe it at first.” Chu Molin chuckled.

“Don’t worry. Whatever it gives is always good stuff, you can’t buy it with money. If it says it’s ok, then it’s ok. What time is it?” Qin Xue felt she’d slept for a very long time.

“It should be midnight already. Are you hungry? I have some porridge kept warm on the stove. I’ll go serve you some.” Chu Molin had anticipated that she might wake up hungry in the middle of the night and had asked Xiaoqiao to cook some warm porridge before going to bed.

“Sure, just pour a little, I just drank too much water and I don’t think I can have much.” Qin Xue wanted to say she didn’t want any, but her stomach was empty and it felt uncomfortable having just water.

“Alright, cover yourself up properly with the blanket. Get up and eat after I bring the porridge here. Don’t catch a cold again.” Chu Molin tucked her into bed properly before going out to serve the porridge.

“Get me some pickled cucumbers.” Qin Xue looked at Chu Molin who was about to go out and said.

“Alright.” Chu Molin replied, and without turning his head, he went out to the kitchen.

Qin Xue looked at the ceiling. She’d slept and wasted so much time. Being sick really sucked, not only was time wasted, but it also felt uncomfortable.

“Put on a piece of clothing and come eat.” Chu Molin walked in to find her deep in thought. She was sick and yet she still didn’t look after herself.

“Sure.” Qin Xue casually draped Chu Molin’s jacket, which was lying next to her, over her body.

Chu Molin did not say anything. In his mind, there was no rule that a woman couldn’t wear her spouse’s clothes. As long as she was happy, everything was fine.

“This porridge is well-cooked. It seems Xiaoqiao is indeed talented in cooking. The food she cooked yesterday was also good.” Qin Xue commented after a mouthful of porridge.