Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse-Chapter 368 - 364: Oily and Greasy【650 votes＋】

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She wasn’t physically tired, but her heart was exhausted.

Initially, Jiang Xiaoying was hired as a postpartum caregiver, and Xie Jingchen, fearing she couldn’t cope alone, had a veteran nurse aid from the hospital assist, so Zhang Shanni mainly had to breastfeed; the children rarely needed to come to her.

Her mother-in-law had come early in the morning and then went back at ten o’clock to prepare a special postpartum meal. At twelve o’clock, she promptly brought the meal to the hospital, seemingly afraid that Zhang Shanni would go hungry.

Having such a mother-in-law, who was always concerned about her well-being, Zhang Shanni felt that her efforts were rewarded, and she was truly happy.

It was not long after she had just finished feeding the babies that Yan Jinsi arrived. With both her mother-in-law and Sister Xiao Ying each carrying a baby, they sat in the hospital garden to entertain them.

They were so small and practically always asleep; they couldn’t really interact or play.

However, because Yan Jinsi was here, the mother-in-law tactfully decided to take the babies downstairs.

As the weather was hot and there was no air conditioning in this era, the hospital garden connected to the ward building and had a shaded pavilion, making it suitable for family members to let the infants bask in the early morning sun.

Although it was now noon, there was at least a pavilion, which was better ventilated than staying inside the patient’s room.

In the area of the hospital where Zhang Shanni was, where all the women who had just given birth were accommodated, windows were only cracked open for a bit of air. One could say, even with fans, it was terribly stuffy.

Moreover, the elderly believed that one should not be exposed to drafts during postpartum recovery and that not even fans were allowed in the room! —Zhang Shanni felt that this was the most suffering part of having a baby and doing the confinement.

One word, hot.

Yan Jinsi, being physically weak and naturally cool, didn’t find the room too hot.

Even if it was hot, as long as his own sister was by his side, he felt he could bear it.

But Xie Jingchen was different; he came in from outside. Despite the heat outside, at least there was passing breeze, unlike this room which was devoid of airflow, filled only with the smell of disinfectants!

It was nauseatingly pungent.

Such a harsh environment, it genuinely seemed better to go home!

Upon seeing his young wife’s slightly flushed face, Xie Jingchen tightened inside, his hand instinctively reaching to check her forehead’s temperature, "Wife, are you okay? Why is your face so red?"

Zhang Shanni shook her head innocently, "I’m not sick."

Realizing his young wife didn’t have a fever relieved him. As long as she wasn’t ill again, he felt reassured, "I’ll eat soon, what’s wrong with you? Too stuffy and hot?"

"Yes. Husband, can I go home now?" Zhang Shanni felt helpless, her mother-in-law had strictly forbidden anyone from turning on the fan, explicitly stating that during the confinement period, she shouldn’t be exposed to any drafts.

She didn’t want to worry the elderly, and moreover, they were concerned about her well-being, although she didn’t quite understand why drafts were forbidden during postpartum.

But her mother-in-law said it was tradition, and she felt powerless against her mother-in-law and these ’traditions.’

She just thought it would be better to be home, where they lived on the third floor, which was much more comfortable than the hospital anyway.

"Wife, stay one more night, okay?" Xie Jingchen thought for a moment. He still had duties later and couldn’t leave for too long, especially now in the scorching mid-afternoon. He didn’t want his young wife and babies to be out in the sun.

"Mm," Zhang Shan Ni looked at her husband’s expression and knew that he must have come to see her during his lunch break. Thinking that staying one more night in the hospital wasn’t a big deal, she nodded.

"Brother-in-law, sister, I’ll leave first." Yan Jinsi hurriedly dropped the words and ran off without turning back, his pale and thin handsome face flushed red.

It’s not his fault for being slow! He was initially stunned when he saw his sister’s resentful glance at him, then he realized what was happening when he saw her gently holding her husband’s arm. He figured out that he was intruding on their closeness!

Sadly, being single, he never knew how married couples interact.

If not for his sister’s resentful glance again, he wouldn’t have realized it at all.

"..." Xie Jingchen glanced at his fleeing brother-in-law.

"Phew, that blockhead finally left!" Zhang Shan Ni pouted and murmured softly. Seeing her husband turn towards her at the noise, she gave a slight smile, "Honey, if you don’t mind, there’s still food here. My mom made too much, and I can’t finish it alone."

Of course she couldn’t finish it. Zhou Xiuhua thought about their third son also being in the hospital and brought his lunch portion over too.

It would be strange if Zhang Shan Ni could finish it.

"Mind it? I’ll eat a bit then. If you’re tired, you can sleep first. I might come a bit late tonight."

Xie Jingchen’s responsibilities were not light. If not for Zhang Shan Ni’s unexpected early labor, he should have been running around outside.

With his promotion and existing tasks, Xie Jingchen not only had special tasks but also regular military duties to attend to.

Otherwise, having just been promoted, it would be embarrassing if his capabilities were seen as diminished in front of the military big shots.

"I’m not tired, you can drink some soup before eating." Zhang Shan Ni seemed reluctant, seeing him eat eagerly and quickly, she promptly urged.

These past few days, if she wasn’t deeply asleep, then she was dozing. Finally feeling a bit better physically, and with her husband busy with work, the only time she could see him was during meal times. She was hardly willing to sleep.

Luckily, maybe because they were born, the twins seemed to have weak spiritual power and even carried a bit of unstable energy. Thankfully, the energy was mild and gentle. Seeing that it wouldn’t endanger her family, Zhang Shan Ni allowed her family to take care of the twins.

"Okay." Xie Jingchen casually took a sip from the soup bowl his wife brought to his lips. After drinking, he realized—this soup was actually the special homemade rice wine chicken soup from his mother-in-law!

Uh, why is my wife feeding me her confinement soup?!

"Why aren’t you drinking it?" Zhang Shan Ni saw her husband take a sip and then shake his head, she still wanted to coax him to drink a few more sips.

The resources were scarce nowadays, her mother-in-law made her this old hen rice wine soup, with a thick layer of chicken fat on top—it made her not want to drink it at all.

If not for nursing, she would have ignored this confinement chicken soup long ago.

"Silly girl, isn’t this your confinement soup? Drink more yourself, don’t waste it." Xie Jingchen admonished, staring at his wife’s feigned innocent look.

"Honey, I want to drink soup too, but it’s so greasy, I can’t stomach it!" Zhang Shan Ni glanced several times at the door of the sickroom, leaned down, and complained to her husband.

Don’t blame Zhang Shan Ni for being delicate, she really had no appetite looking at it, how could she drink it.

The layer of oil shimmered, so greasy!

"..." Xie Jingchen listened and then looked seriously at the chicken soup in his wife’s hands, indeed with a thick layer of floating chicken fat—