Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 404: Chapter 398: Telling Fang Xiu

Translator: 549690339

Qin Xue was busy harvesting vegetables and herbs in her space before emerging, planning to buy a large wooden barrel so she could take baths even if she didn’t dig a bath pool.

Qin Xue wore a short skirt, her fair and long legs quite eye-catching.

All these clothes were made for her comfort, and thanks to Fang Xiu’s excellent sewing skills, anything Qin Xue could draw, she could make.

When Chu Molin came back, he saw a pleasing scene – his little wife wearing a short skirt, bending over for something with her perky butt displayed right in front of him, even getting a glimpse of the underwear inside. Chu Molin was so stimulated he nearly got a nosebleed.

Fortunately, this was in their home and not outside, otherwise, who knows what kind of commotion it would cause.

Qin Xue heard the noise and slowly stood up, turning her head to see Chu Molin’s eyes shining as he stared at her.

“What’s the matter with you staring at me like that?” Qin Xue looked down at herself, not finding anything improper, completely unaware of her recent exposure.

“Nothing, what were you just doing?” Chu Molin wouldn’t dare confess to what he’d just seen. As long as she didn’t wear it outside, this would be fine to wear at home. Chu Molin wasn’t so rigid as to not let her wear such clothes at home.

Of course, if Qing Xue agreed to wear nothing in front of him, he would have no complaints, let alone Qin Xue just wearing a short skirt now.

“I was just looking at the chili sauce. See how beautiful the color is?” Qin Xue showed the chili sauce she had just scooped out to Chu Molin. The bright red color looked very tempting.

“Very beautiful, it must taste delicious.” Chu Molin sniffed the chili sauce, and its aroma was enticing, certainly a great accompaniment to steamed buns.

“Go wash your hands and have breakfast.” Qin Xue put the chili sauce on the table and brought out some steamed buns.

There was a plate of pickled cucumbers, a plate of sauerkraut, a plate of pickled radishes, a bowl of chili sauce, a big pot of steamed buns, and two bowls of white porridge for today’s breakfast.

Chu Molin looked at the small dishes on the table, all vegetarian and sour and spicy. Just seeing them made him want to eat several big steamed buns.

Qin Xue took a sip of porridge, tore a steamed bun apart, and added some veggies in between. Biting down, it was spicy and delicious.

Both of them were satisfied with their breakfast. After they finished eating, the couple tidied up and headed to the county town.

“I wonder if Fang Xiu can accept it?” Qin Xue thought about the sudden appearance of someone they had believed to be dead. No matter who it was, it would be hard to accept, right?

“Let’s bring her and her son to the hospital first and tell them there.” Chu Molin didn’t have a better idea. He thought that this time, Jing Xin could finally appear in front of Fang Xiu and her son in a legitimate way, but who knew such an accident would happen?

“Alright.” Qin Xue agreed with Chu Molin’s suggestion.

Fang Xiu returned from shopping and saw the Jeep parked at the entrance of the shop, not knowing who had come.

“Xiu, you’re back.” Qin Xue greeted Fang Xiu when she saw her.

“Qin Xue, Mr. Chu, what brings you two here?” Fang Xiu looked at Qin Xue and Chu Molin in surprise.

“We’re not opening the shop today. I’m taking you to meet someone.” Qin Xue said quietly, looking at Fang Xiu.

“Who are we meeting? Why aren’t we opening the shop?” Fang Xiu wondered who they were going to meet that was so important they wouldn’t even open the store.

“You’ll know when we get there. Bring Xiao Jingtao with you.” Qin Xue figured they might as well just take the whole day off and let Yu Xiu go home too.

“Qin Xue, what are you…” Fang Xiu suddenly felt a little uneasy.

“Go get ready. Chu Molin will hold Xiao Jingtao.” Qin Xue pulled Fang Xiu into the store.

Fang Xiu was even more at a loss now. What exactly was Qin Xue trying to do?

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