Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 1280: Chapter 1274: Daughter Can Eat Too Much_1 Chapter 1280: Chapter 1274: Daughter Can Eat Too Much_1 The man had not expected that someone inside would notice him even with his light-footedness. This startled him a bit, but his curiosity piqued as well. He wondered what kind of woman she must be to have such acute senses.

“Just passing by and thirsty for a drink,” the man’s voice responded frostily, devoid of any warmth or fluctuation.

“Perhaps, you should seek somewhere else. There’s nothing here,” Qing Zhu said warily, her gaze fixed on the window. She feared what would happen if the man outside decided to barge in.

“I truly am just passing by, and merely wish for some water,” the man remained adamant.

“Please leave and seek elsewhere. Perhaps you’ll even find a generous family who would offer you a meal. There’s nothing here,” Qing Zhu’s voice grew colder. What kind of person would believe her and stop asking for water? Clearly, the man doesn’t take her word for it.

Had she been healthy, she would not have been so anxious. But with her injury and her daughter to worry about, she felt utterly helpless in the face of a potential intrusion.

Thus, she hoped the man would depart swiftly. She feared if this continued any longer, and he indeed broke in, she and her daughter would be at a loss for what to do.

“Alright, don’t panic. I’ll go elsewhere,” the man did not want to scare the woman inside further. He merely wished to gauge her reaction. Now that he knew, he did not want to make her feel threatened any longer. He had heard that a fright could prevent a woman from lactating after childbirth.

For some reason, thinking about the woman inside unable to nurse her child stirred up an anxious feeling within him.

Perhaps sensing her mother’s unease, the child inside began to cry.

Not long after, the man heard a murmur from inside the house and the sound of consoling the baby.

“Don’t be scared, Yuran, mom’s here, be a good girl, don’t be afraid,” Qing Zhu’s voice was gentle and soft. She whispered so faintly, yet the man who had stayed outside the window heard every word distinctly.

Yuran? Was this the child’s name? What an elegant name. It seems the woman inside is literate; she must be educated to give her child such a refined name. Perhaps, she learned it from Moshui.

Unbeknownst to Qing Zhu, busy consoling the crying child, the man outside hadn’t left. He had taken a seat by a wall, listening to their conversation.

“Are you hungry, Yuran? Don’t worry, mom will feed you soon. You enjoy such an easy life, eating and sleeping all day. When you grow up, make sure you repay your future mother-in-law, okay?” As Qing Zhu breastfed her daughter, she let her thoughts run free.

Listening to her words, the man outside frowned. The child isn’t even a month old and already has a mother-in-law? His impression of the woman, initially positive, plummeted upon hearing this. He despised arranged marriages. What good could come from a mother who still supported such customs in this day and age?

However, Qing Zhu remained oblivious to the man’s conclusions and his eavesdropping on her conversation with the baby.

With his interest dwindled, the man prepared to leave without making any noise. However, he nearly lost his footing and fell upon hearing the next words from inside the house.

“Yuran, you eat so much. Luckily, your future in-laws are wealthy. Otherwise, your appetite would not be satisfied; all the food I consume just about suffices your demand for breastmilk. If they were any poorer, you might be left to starve. Look, you’ve already devoured all of my stocked up supplies. And you still laugh, be careful not to choke if you gulp down too fast,” Qing Zhu mumbled to herself.