Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 403: Chapter 397: Jing Xin’s Identity

Translator: 549690339

“Hehe, you remembered,” Qin Xue asked embarrassed. Speaking of this, she felt somewhat awkward.

“Clear as day.” Chu Molin looked at Qin Xue, his answer slightly grinding. To think this woman wanted to remarry with his son, having the boy call someone else father.

“Didn’t I do that to save you?” Qin Xue questioned. If she hadn’t motivated him with her words, he might have already died. He wouldn’t be here to discuss this if that were the case.

“Uh huh, I know,” Chu Molin nodded in agreement. If Qin Xue hadn’t provoked him intentionally, he might still be stuck in the darkness, unconscious.

That’s why he hadn’t investigated further into Qin Xue’s previous words. Otherwise, he would have punished her. He wondered if she would still contemplate remarriage then.

“So, does the injured man have any family?” Qin Xue hoped that Chu Molin would stop harping about the remarriage issue.

“Yes, and you know his family too.” Chu Molin uttered these cryptic words to Qin Xue.

“I know them? But who?” Qin Xue went through all the individuals she knew in her mind but couldn’t figure out who Chu Molin was referring to.

“His name is Jing Xin. Isn’t the surname Jing familiar to you?” Chu Molin gave Qin Xue a clue.

“Jing Xin, Jing… Jingtao. Wait, you mean…” Qin Xue hesitantly inquired, looking at Chu Molin.

“Yes, exactly what you were thinking.” Chu Molin confirmed, knowing his young wife got the underlying meaning of his words.

“But wasn’t he supposedly dead already?” Qin Xue remembered when she first met Fang Xiu. A woman was being sent away, who, despite her situation, gave birth to and raised a child, never contemplating remarriage.

Qin Xue was initially moved by Fang Xiu’s tenacity, which drove her to assist Fang Xiu. She didn’t expect that she would end up saving the woman’s husband today.

“Initially, I thought he was dead when I was in training. Then I found out he was undercover. He got injured when there was an unexpected incident during our sting operation,” Chu Molin explained the situation to Qin Xue briefly.

“Then we must inform Fang Xiu about it.” Qin Xue felt that this misunderstanding had been blown out of proportion.

“Uh-huh.” Chu Molin agreed. Revealing Jing Xin’s identity to Qin Xue was intended to let Fang Xiu know, so she could help awaken Jing Xin.

It wasn’t like Chu Molin was trying to manipulate Qin Xue, but as a man, he didn’t know how to appropriately broach the subject with Fang Xiu.

It would be best for his wife, who was close to Fang Xiu, to speak to her about it.

As the couple talked on their way home, they took a shower right after arriving and then went to sleep.

When Qin Xue woke up fully refreshed, Chu Molin was nowhere to be found. That man never seemed to run out of energy.

Qin Xue got up to prepare breakfast as she still needed to meet with Fang Xiu later.

After making breakfast and noticing Chu Molin still wasn’t back, she went into the secluded space.

“Xue Ling, do you want a bun?” Qin Xue asked, holding up a platter of buns.

“No, I want meat!” said Xue Ling, who preferred meat over buns.

“I didn’t make any meat this morning.” Qin Xue placed the buns on the bamboo table, looking at Xue Ling as she spoke.

“Then, Master, when will you make meat next?” Xue Ling drooled just thinking about the meal from the previous night.

“Some other time. I might be a bit busy in the next few days.” Qin Xue still needed to prepare medication.

“Okay. When you cook it next time, be sure you save me some,” Xue Ling added, not pushing for meat any further.

“Alright. I’ll prepare an extra portion for you. When you have some free time, catch a few bamboo rats. I can cook them for you when I find the time.” Qin Xue figured that food wouldn’t spoil in the secluded area. So, it wouldn’t be a problem if the bamboo rats were caught but not cooked immediately.