Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 580: Chapter 575: Full Moon

As there were not enough tables and chairs in Qin Xue’s house, some were borrowed from Fang Hong’s and Yu Xiu’s homes to set up two additional tables.

As soon as Chu Molin and the others returned from work, they were greeted by a strong and delicious aroma.

“Wow, we’re in for a treat today!” Li Dabao exclaimed with excitement.

“Yeah, and they even have my favorite crayfish!” Ding Xi and Deng Kai exclaimed at the same time.

Feeling today was their lucky day, everyone put the items they had brought to the side and lined up to wash their hands and wait for dinner.

Qin Xue had her brother bring the wine from the shop, as she couldn’t just take it out of the space. So, she had to resort to this sneaky method.

When the men came out, there was a bowl of wine at each seat, and yes, it was a bowl.

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Qin Xue knew they loved wine and couldn’t usually enjoy it, so she decided to let them have their fill today.

“What a fragrant wine,” Jing Xin said, lifting the bowl to take a whiff.

This voice caught Nangong Shulan’s attention.

Seeing Jing Xin, Nangong Shulan thought he looked like someone from her past, only not as young. It seemed that time really had taken its toll on him, as everyone seemed to think he resembled the person in their memories.

Nangong Shulan shook her head with a smile and began to invite everyone to sit and eat.

“Today is my son’s full moon celebration. You’re allowed to drink a bit of wine, but don’t get drunk, you hear?” Chu Molin said while holding up his wine bowl.

“Yes, sir!” Everyone stood up, clinked their bowls, and downed the wine in one gulp.

“Great wine!” praises could be heard everywhere.

“Eat some food, don’t just drink!” Xie Jun urged everyone to eat.

“Sister-in-law, where’s your son?” Qin Xue asked with a smile, not seeing Fang Hong’s son.

“He couldn’t make it,” she replied, her son was a bit bashful, so she didn’t insist on him coming.

“Then take some food home for him later.” Qin Xue nodded, not saying much, but before they started eating, she prepared a plate of food and asked Fang Hong to take it home for her son.

“Thank you, Qin Xue.” Fang Hong was grateful. Since her son couldn’t come, Qin Xue had immediately made a plate of food for him. This respect for them and their children was precious.

“There’s no need to thank me. Take the food home for your child, let him eat it hot, and we can all have a peaceful meal.” Qin Xue waved with a smile.

Fang Hong took the plate and went home, heeding Qin Xue’s advice on letting her son eat the food while it was still hot.

While Fang Hong was away, no one touched their chopsticks. Even Xu Jia and Xu Hu obediently sat waiting for her return.

“Why isn’t anyone eating?” Fang Hong asked when she returned to see nobody had started eating.

“Let’s eat!” Nangong Shulan took the initiative and said.

With much laughter and chatter, the lively meal eventually came to an end.

Despite the initial warning not to get drunk, several people still got intoxicated.

Looking at the men with flushed faces, Qin Xue wondered just how much alcohol had been consumed.

“Xue’er, Xue’er,” Chu Molin was dazed but his mind was surprisingly clear.

“I’m here, let me help you inside to rest a bit, and then you can take a shower,” Qin Xue said, struggling as she helped Chu Molin, feeling his entire weight pressing against her.

It took all of Qin Xue’s strength to finally get Chu Molin to the bed.

“Xue’er, I love you,” Chu Molin mumbled in his stupor.

“It’s only when you’re like this that you would say you love me,” Qin Xue replied, taking off his shoes and covering him with a thin blanket before leaving the room.

“How is he? Is Molin okay?” both Nangong Shulan and Miao Qingqing asked, as Chu Molin never told them to call Miao Qingqing mom, so she followed Nangong Shulan in calling him Molin.

“He’s fine. When he’s drunk, he just sleeps quietly and won’t do anything else. Don’t worry,” Qin Xue reassured the two elders with a smile.