Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 1281: Chapter 1275: Hot Face_1 Chapter 1281: Chapter 1275: Hot Face_1 Listening to Qing Zhu’s words from outside the window, the man began picturing a child breastfeeding and the woman’s bare chest as she nursed, his face growing hotter with each imagined detail. His heart raced–a reaction he had not encountered before. Was he that deprived of female companionship? With this shocking realization, he couldn’t bear to listen any further and hastily left.

Unaware that her words had been overheard, Qing Zhu mistook the slight noises from outside to be a neighbourhood cat knocking something over.

Hurrying away, he decided he needed to finish his task quickly and rush back home. He wondered if she was obediently waiting for him there.

From that day, Fang’er’s stepfather was seen no more in the Qins’ village. Given the recent scandal of Su’E, there was no gossip about Fang’er and her mother, saving them considerable emotional strain.

That night, while Qin Jiale studied at her desk, she considered the new friends she had made. Each one’s distinct personality was appealing, making her wonder how she hadn’t noticed them earlier. Half a year had passed without her realising what friendship truly was.

Qin Jiale didn’t know if her sister had written to her, but she decided to write to both her sister and brother, detailing everything that had happened recently.

She wanted her sister to know that she had been studying well and behaving herself, assuring her not to worry about their home. She would take care of everything.

The letter to her brother had similar content. The only difference was, she did not mention the incident with Su’E. Mostly, it was composed of words expressing her concern for his health.

After sealing her two letters in envelopes, Jiale decided to send them the next day on her way to school. Although her parents could have mailed them, she didn’t want to burden them further and figured she could mail them herself the following day.

Days passed, and Qin Jiale realized the importance of maintaining a good relationship with her siblings. Therefore, she decided to write to them more often.

“Lele, aren’t you asleep yet? Don’t stay up too late, go to bed soon. Whatever you need to do, do it tomorrow.” Nangong Shulan noticed the light still on in her youngest daughter’s room past ten o’clock and called out to her, worried she was staying up too late studying.

“Alright, Mom, I will go to bed soon. You should go to bed too. I will sleep after finishing this bit.” After writing the letters, Qin Jiale began reading and soon became engrossed in her book.

“Okay, hasten up. Staying up late is bad for your health.” Nangong Shulan reminded, hearing her daughter’s response.

“Sure.” Jiale responded absentmindedly, her eyes still on her book.

Meanwhile, Qin Xue woke up in the Imperial Capital to a rare sight—her husband still in bed beside her.

“You’re awake.” Chu Molin noticed the movement in his arms and opened his eyes to look at her.

“Hmm, you’re still here.” Qin Xue yawned prettily, looking perplexed.

“Where else would I be?” Chu Molin raised an eyebrow. He had allowed himself a rare lazy day at home, and she seemed to disapprove. He must have been neglecting her lately.

“Stop feigning ignorance.” Qin Xue shifted, hugging his waist tighter, and took a minute to find a comfortable position in his arms. She mumbled a complaint, then closed her eyes again, reluctant to get up from the warmth of their bed.

Qin Xue felt like the most comfortable person at the moment. She had Chu Xiaoqiao and Fang Xiu to prepare breakfast and Xue Ling to look after the children. She felt like the most laid-back mother.