Home Reborn in the 80s and Remarrying an Officer, Let the Ungrateful Cry! Chapter 92: She’d Like to See Where They Live

Reborn in the 80s and Remarrying an Officer, Let the Ungrateful Cry!

Chapter 92: She’d Like to See Where They Live
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Chapter 92: Chapter 92: She’d Like to See Where They Live

"Mom, that’s fine," Fu Mingxue said. "Don’t you still have to prepare for the wedding? You’ll be busy. My mom and I have less to do, so we have more time. It’s perfect for us to take care of the two children."

When Mrs. Qin saw she genuinely wanted to take care of the two children, she could only nod. "Alright, then."

She would indeed be very busy.

"Aunt Li—"

"Mom, if Aunt Li goes with them, we’ll be shorthanded at home. Besides, didn’t our sister-in-law say she and her mother can take care of the two children? Let’s let her handle it for now."

"If it really doesn’t work out, I can have one of my relatives come—"

Fu Mingxue sneered internally. ’Your relative to take care of the children? What are you scheming now?’

"That won’t be necessary. My mom and I can handle it. Besides, the two children are very well-behaved."

Mrs. Qin nodded. "Alright. It’s settled, then."

Lan Qingman: ...?

’Forget it,’ she thought. ’There’s no rush.’

’She has to go to school, so the children will need someone to look after them eventually. I’ll just send my relative over then.’

Just then, the two children woke up.

Mrs. Qin had a soft spot for the twins and doted on them.

She walked over at once. "My dear grandsons, Grandma’s here."

The two children looked at her.

Their eyes showed some familiarity, but their gazes soon fell upon Fu Mingxue.

Fu Mingxue walked over as well, reaching out to touch their foreheads. "Your fevers have broken. You’ll be going home with Mom soon."

A flash of disdain crossed Lan Qingman’s eyes as she stood by.

’Hah, she’s already playing the role of Mom so quickly. Acting as if the children are her own flesh and blood—’

’A young woman like her, with no sense of shame.’

Seeing that the two children didn’t reject Fu Mingxue, Mrs. Qin felt a sense of relief.

’The children know what’s what,’ she thought. ’You never see them wanting to be held by their other aunt, Lan Qingman.’

Fu Mingxue got them dressed, then washed their faces and hands.

Finally, she fed them the rice porridge she had brought.

"When we get home, I’ll make you some formula to drink."

For taking care of the two children last night, the system had rewarded her with fifty yuan and a can of milk formula.

Mrs. Qin smiled sincerely when she heard this.

’This younger daughter-in-law of mine is truly thoughtful.’

’To have already prepared milk formula so quickly.’

After all, formula wasn’t easy to buy; you needed ration tickets for it.

Even their family had to go out of their way to trade for a few tickets.

Lan Qingman: ...?

’I really underestimated this country girl,’ she thought. ’She sure knows how to play her cards.’

’Hah!’

The doctor came by to check on them again.

After confirming that they were fine, he approved the children for discharge.

Qin Wenhao gathered their belongings.

"Mom, let’s take the children to our sister-in-law’s place together. It’ll be a good chance to see her home."

Lan Qingman was eager to see exactly where Fu Mingxue’s house was located.

’Hah, that house belongs to Fu Mingxue and her mother? I don’t believe it.’

’That house must belong to the Qin family.’

Mrs. Qin had the same idea. "I’ll carry the older one, and Mingxue can carry the other. Let’s take them over."

Fu Mingxue had no reason to refuse and nodded at once.

"Mom, I’ll carry Hao Hao. I’m a bit stronger."

"That’s fine, too." To Mrs. Qin, it didn’t matter which one she carried.

The two women each picked up a child.

Meanwhile, Qin Wenhao carried their things.

Not wanting to be empty-handed, Lan Qingman picked up a few of Fu Mingxue’s shabby-looking jars.

Mrs. Qin had anticipated an early discharge when she came to the hospital that morning, so she had arranged for the car to be brought over.

Qin Wenshu was the one driving.

The group got into the car.

There clearly wasn’t enough room.

Mrs. Qin turned directly to Lan Qingman and said, "There’s no room in the car. You can just walk home."

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