Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space - Chapter 393 - 386: Discharged from the Hospital
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Chapter 393: Chapter 386: Discharged from the Hospital
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If the whole family comes here, she could find something for her parents to do, so they don’t have to work so hard farming. And if they’re all together, they can take care of each other.
“I can’t come over here, there’s still grandpa and grandma to take care of at home,” Nangong Shulan said, immediately objecting.
“Then let’s bring grandpa and grandma over too,” Qin Xue thought if the two elders were willing, it wouldn’t be impossible.
“Grandpa and grandma won’t come, uncle and aunt aren’t around. And Qiu-jie is getting married soon, as soon as she gets married, she will go to Cloud’s place, grandpa and grandma won’t come as they have to take care of the house,” Qin Yu said slowly.
“Ah, there are brothers and sisters in the family?” Qin Xue exclaimed.
“Yeah, you didn’t forget that too, did you?” Qin Yu looked at Qin Xue and asked.
“Hehe,” Qin Xue laughed awkwardly.
“It’s okay, you’ll remember slowly,” Nangong Shulan looked at the embarrassed Qin Xue, feeling a little hurt for her daughter, who had suffered so much.
“Sister, don’t worry, if there’s anything you don’t know, just ask me. I’ll never let anyone bully you,” Qin Yu promised, clenching his fist.
“I believe you,” Qin Xue believed that Qin Yu would keep his word.
“Alright, let’s eat before the food gets cold,” Qin Xue saw Chu Molin coming and called everyone to start the meal.
“Wow, today’s dishes are so rich!” Qin Xue commented, looking at the dishes on the table.
“It’s specially prepared for your discharge from the hospital,” Nangong Shulan bought dishes according to Chu Molin’s preferences, just to cater to Qin Xue’s taste.
“Mom, you’re so nice,” Qin Xue smiled sweetly.
“It’s all because of Molin,” Nangong Shulan didn’t take all the credit herself.
“Chu Molin, thank you,” Qin Xue turned to her husband and smiled in gratitude.
“As long as you like it,” Chu Molin’s cool face softened a bit.
The few of them sat down to eat, laughing and chatting, it was lively.
After finish eating, Qin Yu helped his mother clean up the dishes, and then the family sat in the living room chatting.
“Qin Xue, Molin, I plan to go back the day after tomorrow. I’ll ask Xiao Yu to send me back, and then he’ll bring Jiale here. This way both siblings can stay here to take care of Qin Xue while you go to work. So you won’t have to worry about her not being taken care of,” Nangong Shulan told her son and daughter the results of their discussion.
“Mom, I want you to stay and accompany me,” Qin Xue said, clinging to her mother’s arm.
“There are a lot of things at home, and I can’t stay here all the time. Let your little sister and brother take care of you, and when it’s time for your confinement period, I’ll come over and take care of you,” Nangong Shulan explained, patting Qin Xue’s hand.
“Oh, I understand,” Qin Xue said with a somewhat downcast mood. She had just spent a little time with her mother and now they were going to be apart again, her heart heavy with sadness.
“Xue’er, didn’t mom say she’ll come back when you give birth?” Chu Molin looked at Qin Xue’s slightly unhappy face.
“Yes, don’t be willful,” Nangong Shulan looked at her daughter somewhat helplessly.
“Okay, I understand,” Qin Xue adjusted her mood.
“Qin Xue, I’ll pick up the clothes tomorrow and take them back,” Nangong Shulan remembered she hadn’t had time to pick up the clothes Fang Xiu made for her parents-in-law since her daughter had been hospitalized for several days.
Since she was going to leave the day after tomorrow, she could pack her luggage after picking up the clothes tomorrow.
“Oh, how could I have forgotten that,” Qin Xue slapped her head, her memory was really bad.
In fact, it wasn’t that Qin Xue’s memory was bad, but she had too many things to think about and had just temporarily forgotten.