Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 509

Chapter 509: Chapter 504: Troublesome Matters When Returning to Hometown 39 [Mass Release 33]

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"How are you doing?" Yan Jinsu squinted her eyes and kicked up a fist-sized rock, gripping it tightly in her hand, her eyes fiercely bright, full of threatening intent.

"I, I will never come here again!" Wang Xiaocui screamed out before frantically getting up and running away in a fluster, shrieking as she yelled:

"Oh my God, you vicious woman, you actually prevent others’ family reunion, I curse you to have a bad end!"

Yan Jinsu ’hmphed’ and threw the stone in her hand to the roadside, brushed off her hands, and quickly walked into the courtyard, immediately seeing Xiao Si and Xiaoqi hugging each other, shrinking behind the main gate.

"Xiao Si, Xiaoqi..."

"Second Aunt!" Xiaoqi, hearing Yan Jinsu’s close whisper in her ear, fearfully raised her head and indeed saw Yan Jinsu just two steps away, suddenly throwing herself into Yan Jinsu’s arms, "Second Aunt, Xiaoqi is scared!"

"There, there, Xiaoqi don’t be scared, Xiao Si don’t be scared either, Second Aunt will protect you!" Seeing Xiaoqi and Xiao Si crying with their faces all red and swollen around the eyes, Yan Jinsu painfully embraced the two children, comforting them.

That Wang Xiaocui really knows how to pick the time. Yan Jinsu hurried back during the children’s nap time, and the mother-in-law, seeing her doing chores in the front courtyard, went back to the west wing with her daughter, and they all had a big afternoon nap together, with grandchildren included.

And as soon as Old Mr. Xie saw Yan Jinsu had returned, he went up the hill to pick wood.

The old man, accustomed to manual labor in the military, was not used to being idle suddenly and simply went up the hill to see if there was any good wood, making good records for his son and daughter-in-law to haul.

Well, in Xie Tiesheng’s eyes, Yan Jinsu’s strength was already enough for her to be used like a ’son’. She was even stronger than all three of his other sons, except for San’er!

Frustrating.

It was already four in the afternoon when Yan Jinsu started chopping wood, and Xiao Wu came over at this time.

Xiao Si, Xiaoqi, and Xiaojiu, being the older kids, disliked taking afternoon naps. They followed Xiao Wu in the front yard practicing writing, and Xiao Wu, finding it boring, went home to sweep the floor.

Wang Xiaocui appeared just as Yan Jinsu had finished stacking the chopped wood in the corner and was casually looking around when she spotted her.

Wang Xiaocui was being sneaky; Yan Jinsu merely stretched her neck and could see her and the long line of followers behind her.

"Second Aunt~" Although the two kids were still young, with the oldest Xiao Si being only seven years old, and reasonably sensible, they were still just kids! Hearing Yan Jinsu’s gentle coaxing, they finally couldn’t suppress the panic deep inside and, like Xiaoqi, threw themselves into her arms, crying loudly.

The loud cries of the two children truly gave Yan Jinsu quite a scare, and she quickly picked each of them up to soothe and comfort them. Zhou Xiuhua, hearing the noise in the front courtyard, grew anxious, and it was just at this time that the twins seemed to perceive something had awoken.

When the children are too small, as soon as they wake up, they need to be held to pee immediately.

Fortunately, Zhou Jinghong was still by her side. Xiaojiu was relatively gentle, and Zhou Jinghong usually held Xiaojiu. Xiao Shi, right after waking up, was particularly picky about people; if it wasn’t Mom, it had to be Grandma or Grandpa, people he recognized from birth and got accustomed to.

And Zhou Jinghong, having only spent a few days with him, was certainly not his beloved elder aunt.

Even though the two mothers were anxious about the noise in the front courtyard, with the five children waking up one after another, they couldn’t just leave them, so the two mothers hastened their movements to help the children pee, not even stopping to wash their faces, aside from carrying still-needy Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi, Zhou Jinghong’s three sons could walk by themselves.