Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 2191: Chapter 2185: Profiting

”Hmm, thank you Qin Xue. Without you, I wouldn’t even dare to think about it.” Although Ye Xiao knew he was fine, he still felt a bit anxious without the doctor’s confirmation. Now, hearing Qin Xue’s words, his heart calmed down.

Chu Molin also breathed a sigh of relief. It really wasn’t easy; it felt like a heavy stone had been lifted from his heart.

If Ye Xuan knew, he’d definitely be happier than anyone else, because this was something that he hadn’t been able to put aside. But he didn’t hear this answer before heading to the snowy mountains. Hopefully, he’ll return safely and serve his father to enjoy his old age.

Chu Molin looked at Qin Xue. She was truly remarkable, but he also knew how she saved people, feeling gratified and admiring his wife’s greatness.

How many people would be willing to do what she did? Most think of themselves, but she used her own blood to save others.

Chu Molin thought of how it was the same in Zhongzhai, where she silently drew so much blood from herself, now again silently using her blood for him, making medicine with her own blood. To have such a wife, he has no other demands.

”To celebrate my leg being healed, let’s go to the cafeteria for a nice meal,” Ye Xiao said, looking at Qing Zhu, his future daughter-in-law visiting for the first time. He couldn’t neglect her, needing her to feel that the Ye family was a good family, making it so his son wouldn’t stay single.

And his granddaughter could have a complete family. It must be said Ye Xiao is a broad-minded elder. He didn’t pressure Qing Zhu, nor did he say she must be the Ye family’s daughter-in-law. He wanted her to willingly marry his son.

”Then we’re lucky today,” Qin Xue said, not mentioning they had already eaten. Seeing Ye Xiao so happy was rare, so she decided to go along with him, knowing she could just eat less later and take some digestion tablets if needed.

Qin Xue’s thoughts were partly caught by Qing Zhu, but Ouyang Ziyu didn’t think in that direction because she hadn’t eaten. Still, she wasn’t the type to let one meal make things awkward.

Chu Molin hadn’t had lunch either, so he had no objections, saying to eat well was fine, just add more meat.

Others wouldn’t understand Chu Molin’s remark about adding more meat. If they heard it, they’d say he was oblivious to mortal struggles, surely retorting: Do you know how many people want that but can’t achieve it?

Chu Molin was unaware because Qin Xue had lots of food in her space, so he didn’t manage finances, not knowing which Qin Xue used for food purchases and which for investment. But he knew their family didn’t lack food or clothing.

That all was managed by Qin Xue, who ran things. As long as she made it, Chu Molin could enjoy plenty, but the cafeteria couldn’t compare, which explained his lack of enthusiasm.

This really makes one frustrated comparing oneself to others; what others want, he’s tired of eating.

Once you experience something enough, it becomes indifferent; the same with meals, eating one thing too often becomes monotonous.

Others couldn’t know Chu Molin’s thoughts, otherwise, they might gang up on him.

Qin Xue waited for Ye Xiao and others to head out, quickly slipped a tablet into her mouth, and tugged at Qing Zhu.

”Do you want one, for digestion?” Qin Xue asked the two women.

”I do.” Qing Zhu had also eaten a lot of beef offal and still felt full. So, hearing Ye Xiao talk about eating well, she felt uneasy but didn’t say a word, knowing her appetite didn’t rule others.

But she didn’t expect Qin Xue to handle it this way. Isn’t this great?