Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 113: Buying Chickens

Translator: 549690339

Chu Molin felt helpless looking at the pitiful appearance of his wife.

Qin Xue: “Chu Molin, I’m not sure if I love you right nmv, but I’m trying to accept you. Can you give me some time?”

Seeing the sincerity in Qin Xue’s eyes, Chu Molin gently touched her head: “Xue’er, I love you, and I’m willing to wait for the day you accept me. Don’t feel burdened, just take one step forward and I’ll handle the rest.”

“Chu Molin, you’re so annoying. Look, you’ve made me cry.” Qin Xue hugged his waist, tears rolling down her cheeks.

“Xue’er.” Chu Molin hugged her back.

Fortunately, no one was around at this time, otherwise, people would gossip about them hugging in the middle of the street.

“Alright, let’s go. Don’t stand here hugging me.” Qin Xue let go of him and pushed Chu Molin away.

“Yes, let’s go buy groceries.” Chu Molin wiped the tears off his wife’s face with his thumb.

“Fine, don’t be such a cheapskate. Let’s buy some groceries and go home.” In fact, Qin Xue didn’t really want to buy groceries.

She wondered how much Chu Molin had gathered from her intentional or unintentional hints, and whether he could accept it.

“Xue’er, don’t worry about vegetables, we have enough at home. Let’s buy some meat instead, you’re too skinny.” How could someone be so thin while pregnant?

“Chu Molin, is there something wrong with your eyes? Everyone says I’m not thin, and my weight is perfectly normal.” With the nourishment of spiritual spring water, it was impossible to be above a normal weight.

Regardless, she wouldn’t allow herself to become overweight.

“Okay, okay, you have a normal weight. But since you’re eating for three, let’s buy some meat. Xue’er, I want to eat meat.” Chu Molin had to resort to this in order to convince his wife to buy meat.

“Fine, do you want pork, chicken, or duck meat? I brought vouchers with me, so we can buy whatever you want.” Qin Xue had meat vouchers, so buying meat was possible.

Chu Molin whispered in Qin Xue!s ear and kissed her: “Any kind.”

“You’re not in the mood for meat at all, you’re just teasing me. Let’s buy a chicken and make white cut chicken.” Qin Xue really loved white cut chicken.

White cut chicken is a famous Cantonese cuisine dish. In her previous life, she and her best friend would go to Cantonese restaurants and always order this dish.

“White cut chicken? How is it made? Is it delicious?” Chu Molin wasn’t a foodie, but after tasting his wife’s cooking for two days, other dishes seemed tasteless.

“It’s delicious. 1 really like this dish. I’ll make it for you when we get home.” Qin Xue knew how to make many other dishes, and she would cook them for Chu Molin one by one in the future.

“Thank you, wife.” The couple headed towards the market, where there wasn’t much left in the afternoon.

Qin Xue looked around to see what was available, and the vegetables left were mostly shriveled up and unwanted.

There were still chickens, so Qin Xue asked for the price of a young chicken, let the vendor kill it for her, and Chu Molin carried it.

Actually, Qin Xue wanted to buy a castrated chicken, but after walking through the entire market, she couldn’t find any. In the end, she had no choice but to settle for a young chicken.

After strolling through the entire market, the couple finished shopping and headed to the bus stop to go back to the research institute.

“Chu Molin, you’re really not bad. Not only did you accompany me all day, but you were also willing to go to the market with me.” In modern times, how many men would be willing to go to a market? Don’t even think about it.

Moreover, Chu Molin hadn’t uttered a single complaint after accompanying her for so long, which was truly exceptional.

Qin Xue glanced at the groceries Chu Molin was holding and considered him a genuinely good man, the kind who loved and cared for his wife..