Chapter 305
Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space
Translator: 549690339
Chu Molin, who was in the next room, was startled awake by the sound of the mother and daughter arguing and hastily ran over.
As soon as he got to the room, he saw Nangong Shulan with eyes red from anger.
âMom, what happened?â Chu Molin anxiously asked.
âWhat happened? Ask her, such a troublesome girl.â Nangong Shulan was uncertain whether to be mad at Qin Xue or herself.
After Chu Molinâs question, she pointed straight at Qin Xue.
âXueâer, what happened? Why did you make mom so angry?â Chu Molin softly asked his young wife.
Not that he could be anything but gentle, Qin Xueâs expression was full of guilt.
âErm, Mom knows about my injury, right, and how I canât remember anything anymore.â Qin Xue guiltily glanced at Chu Molin.
âEven if you donât remember now, youâll remember it bit by bit. One day, youâll remember everything.â Chu Molin felt helpless too.
What could he say about this? Should he tell his mother-in-law about the differences between the current Qin Xue and the past Qin Xue?
If so, he feared the skies might turn upside down with anger.
Helpless, he could only try to comfort and explain to his mother-in-law in this situation.
âMom, did Xueâer do something wrong?
Please donât be angry anymore. Considering she is pregnant, can you let it go this time?
If we are to blame, it should be me for not taking good care of Xueâer and our child, allowing them to get hurt.
Mom, if you want to blame someone, blame me.â Chu Molin saw no choice but to shoulder the blame with Qin Xue.
He couldnât possibly blame his mother-in-law, in fact, this all happened because he didnât take good care of Qin Xue.
âMom, itâs my fault, this has nothing to do with Molin, he wasnât even home because he was on mission. I was the foolish one who got tricked.
Iâll make up for this in the future, please stop being angry okay?â Qin Xue certainly didnât want Chu Molin to shoulder the blame for her.
Otherwise his image in her motherâs eyes would be tarnished, he didnât really do anything wrong, did he?
How could Qin Xue bear to have him take the blame for her?
âWhat do you two think youâre doing? What have I said? Why are you racing each other to take blame?â Nangong Shulan didnât know whether to laugh or be angry.
A loving couple is a comfort to a motherâs heart, but whatâs with this race to admit fault?
âMom, Iâm glad youâre not angry, you scared me to death.â Qin Xue exaggeratedly patted her small chest.
âFine, keep on acting.â Nangong Shulan was truly defeated by Qin Xue.
âHehe, arenât I just scared by you, mom? You have no idea how terrifying you looked when you were angry, I was afraid you were going to hit me.
But mom, you love me too much to actually hit me even though you were that angry.â Qin Xue wrapped her arms around Nangong Shulanâs arm and shook it, winking and sticking her tongue out at Chu Molin when her mom wasnât looking. In his eyes, she was adorably mischievous.
âYouâre banking on me not daring to hit you, arenât you?â Nangong Shulan stared at Qin Xue with a stern face.
But Qin Xue wasnât afraid at all, she knew Nangong Shulan wouldnât actually hit her. No matter how angry this kind and graceful woman got, she never seemed angry.
Since even Qin Xue knew this, what was there to be afraid of?
Chu Molin wagged his finger at Qin Xue, signaling her not to provoke Nangong Shulan further.
âMom, how could that be? Iâll always be your daughter.â What she meant was that she, Qin Xue, would always be the one who could be disciplined by Nangong Shulan.
What Qin Xue didnât know though, was that she had never been hit by her parents growing up.
Not only was she never disciplined physically, she was also the one doted on by the whole family, even more than her younger sister.
So, how could Nangong Shulan possibly take out anger on Qin Xue?
âChild, when will you grow up, when will you let us worry less about you? How can Molin be at ease when heâs away with you like this?
A single distraction because of your actions could cost him dearly, why canât you be more careful?.â Nangong Shulan looked at her eldest daughter with heartache.. Did they protect her too well?