Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse-Chapter 369 - 365 Mom’s Suffering is Worthwhile [Honor Roll+]

Chapter 369: Chapter 365 Mom’s Suffering is Worthwhile [Honor Roll+]

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Because of the layer of oil on top, the soup stayed warm even after sitting for over an hour.

Realizing his young wife’s usual habits, he immediately knew that when she said she couldn’t drink it, she really couldn’t, and she wasn’t just making it up.

"Silly girl, if you don’t like the layer of oil on the soup, next time we’ll just ask Mom to skim it off for you."

Xie Jingchen, seeing this, could only take the soup pot from his wife’s hands and use the ladle to personally scrape off the chicken fat, spoon by spoon, pouring it into his own bowl.

This layer of fat was actually a delicacy, and not wanting to waste it, Xie Jingchen directly mixed the chicken fat with his rice. After giving his wife the fat-skimmed chicken soup, he mixed everything left on his plate together and devoured it.

Zhang Shanni would take a sip of soup and then glance at her husband, careful not to let her eyes linger on the large bowl in his hands—the mere sight of that layer of oil was enough to make her feel full.

It was only because Xie Jingchen had been on a mission recently and cooking oil was in severe shortage that he considered the chicken oil to be a treasure not to be wasted—in the future, not to mention chicken oil, even chicken meat would be chosen with particular care!

Xie Jingchen ate quickly; Zhang Shanni had already finished her meal. Only this chicken soup was left because of the oily layer. By coaxing her mother-in-law with the excuse that it was too hot and to wait until it cooled down a bit, it was hence preserved until now.

Luckily, her husband had returned; otherwise, she would have been worried about how to explain to her mother-in-law that she didn’t want to drink that layer of oil.

There was no helping it; resources were indeed scarce at this time. In this era, chicken oil was indeed seen as a good thing, nourishing for the body!

The thing that Zhang Shanni looked at but shied away from was, in the eyes of Zhou Xiuhua and others, a special indulgence specifically left for Zhang Shanni to drink more of, hoping to help her produce more milk. They wouldn’t readily agree to skim off the oily layer!

In Zhang Shanni’s view, her husband’s suggestion was ultimately not going to pass.

One could tell how much Zhou Xiuhua believed in ’old wives’ tales’ by all the restrictions she imposed during Shanni’s postpartum recovery.

After Xie Jingchen had finished eating, he took the time to help his young wife adjust her body and thoughtfully applied the medicated oils to her, before hurriedly checking his watch, realizing that time was short. Xie Jingchen naturally leaned close to Zhang Shanni’s face, kissed her lips, and said regretfully:

"Wife, I have to go. If you’re tired, shall I help you lie down and get some good sleep?"

"Okay." Zhang Shanni was completely non-confrontational; whatever her husband said, she agreed to. Yet, her eyes reflected her reluctance, though she said nothing to stop him from leaving.

"Wife, sleep well. I’ll try to come back as early as possible."

Xie Jingchen gently picked up Zhang Shanni, avoiding the sensitive areas, and delicately helped her lie down. His lips lingered affectionately on her face and between her brows, bestowing light kisses. Only when she obliged him by closing her large almond eyes did he briskly leave.

On the other hand, Yan Jinsi left his cousin’s hospital room to return to his mother’s.

Ever since Dad noticed that Mom had moved a finger, the doctor was called to perform a thorough examination on Qi Chunlan, but regretfully, Mom still did not wake up.

Yan Xiqing had endured a near ten-hour car journey, plus he was advanced in age and had just recovered from a serious illness, so when he saw that his daughter-in-law was still in a comatose sleep, the heartbroken Yan Jinchang suggested opening another hospital room next to his mother’s for the elderly gentleman to rest.

The hospital room now was by no means a single room.

Generally speaking, a room would have at least three or four beds.

As for Shanni’s delivery room, because these days most pregnant women gave birth at home, there was a surplus of hospital maternity wards.

Through Director Hu’s assistance, Jingchen secured an entire hospital room, so whether it was any visitor or the babies, they could all have separate beds to rest, which was much more convenient.

Jinsi, due to his frail health, no one would let him take care of Chunlan. At this moment, Jinhao was sitting in the hospital room, while Dongsheng and Xiqing, father and son, went to rest together.

And Jinchang was still on duty, so now Jinhao was the strongest and most available.

"Little brother, how is our sister?" Jinhao saw his little brother return, placed a chair next to him, and gestured for him to sit down.

Jinsi first carefully observed Mom’s expression and, seeing no difference from when he had left, sat down deflated and slowly started to speak:

"Big Brother, sister is much better now. When I went there, I saw her eating more than a bowl of food, and the babies were very well-behaved too, being carried downstairs by their grandma. The babies are all so adorable, I think they all look a lot like our little sister..."

Thinking this, he instinctively wanted to describe the two tiny, adorable baby faces to his older brother, his face revealing the joy from the bottom of his heart.

"As long as sister and the others are okay, it’s worth it for Mom to suffer a bit," Jinhao muttered while looking at their mother’s pale face.

Could Jinhao say he didn’t feel guilty? That was absolutely impossible.

This time around, with little brother and Mom here, he had been taking care of everything. The responsibility weighed heaviest on him.

"Big brother..." The smile that just appeared on Jinsi’s face froze, as he clasped his slender hands tightly. After such a serious incident, Jinsi also felt terrible; he realized he was like a disaster magnet, always bringing trouble to his relatives, again and again.

"Little brother, don’t overthink it. I believe that Mom stepped in front of our sister because she truly understood; it’s all thanks to your effort. You must not undervalue yourself."

Hearing his little brother’s hoarse voice, Jinhao knew he must be overthinking again. Quickly and gently, he patted his skinny shoulders, his voice deep and earnest as he soothed him.

It would be truly painful if Mom hasn’t recovered yet and little brother falls ill again.

In the past two months, Jinsi had been taking great care of Mom’s emotions, dispelling the darkness in her heart, and in building up her positive mindset, he even got her involved in making little wooden toys for his niece’s twins.

Although Mom couldn’t physically help, she had an eye for these things. Only someone who had been a mother knew what kind of toys were more suitable for babies and wouldn’t harm their delicate bodies.

At these times, Jinsi would share his hopes for the little babies, his feelings towards his sister, and the caring gestures she had done for him...

Like when he was sick, his sister had called in many favors to get him new medication, which made him feel a lot better.

But his luck was bad, for just after returning to the capital, he contracted a bacterial infection.

Because of that, his sister ended up being blamed by Mom. As Jinsi spoke and thought, he felt especially distressed and upset.