Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 601

Chapter 601: Chapter 597 Keeping it a Secret Makes it Easier to Blunder

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Hearing the children calling her without any sense of unfamiliarity, Yan Jinsu’s tears suddenly fell, and as she hugged them, she cried with a hoarse voice, "I’m sorry, it’s Mommy’s fault..."

It was her fault for not taking better care of herself, causing her to forget all the people she loved and who loved her, completely and utterly.

The feeling was truly distressing!

"Wife, don’t cry. It will get better... Your body can’t handle too much emotion, darling!"

"Mom, Mom... Wah Wah~" "Mommy!"

Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi also felt so wronged. They hadn’t seen Daddy and Mommy for a long time, and it wasn’t easy for Mommy to come back. So, the two kids started crying with Yan Jinsu.

Seeing this, Xie Jingchen first consoled Xiaojiu: "Xiaojiu, be good, don’t cry. Mommy is sick and can’t cry anymore, you need to take care of your sister, understand?"

Around the family of four, the Xie Family members were shedding tears relentlessly, especially Xiao Si, the three little ones, and Da Hong.

Seeing the adults and children crying, they were immediately affected, and now, the Xie Family’s main hall was filled with cries.

Xie Jingchen was helpless and said to his little wife, "Wife, don’t cry, this will scare Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi."

Yan Jinsu had finally vented her pent-up emotions, and upon hearing her husband’s voice, she realized that both the elderly and the children were silently wiping their tears.

Especially the grandmother, who saw how much thinner Yan Jinsu had become and the pallor on her face that not even a fever could hide, leading to streaming tears.

Xie Tiesheng was comforting Xiao Si and a few others, Xie Jinghong was consoling her three little ones, and Xie Jingzi was by the grandmother’s side, soothing her.

Apart from the only two men left, everyone in the room was crying—it was like the hall was going to be flooded with tears!

Yan Jinsu looked innocently at her husband while still holding Xiao Shi in her arms, gently wiping her tears: "Little Shier, be good, Mommy is back, let’s not cry anymore."

When Yan Jinsu stayed silent, nobody felt it, but as soon as she spoke, Zhou Xiuhua suddenly stopped crying and looked at her third son’s wife anxiously, asking, "Little girl, what’s wrong with your voice?"

After speaking, she turned her gaze towards the third son.

Xie Jingchen handed Xiaojiu into his little sister’s arms, then picked up Xiao Shi and gave him to Dad, saying helplessly, "Dad, Mom, don’t worry. The little girl has a fever, that’s why her voice is so hoarse. It will be fine in a couple of days."

"Xiaojiu, Xiao Shi, you must not cry anymore. Mommy’s body is in pain, in pain. Be good and follow Daddy back to our room, alright?"

Both adorable babies nodded their heads immediately.

"Fever...? No wonder her little face is so red. Oh dear, this won’t do. I’m going to make some Ginger Soup to make the little girl sweat it out." As soon as Zhou Xiuhua heard this, she clapped her experienced hands together and immediately became energetic, darting toward the kitchen before she finished speaking.

The family was not worried; they knew Zhou Xiuhua’s body was just sulky from worry, which made her weak. As long as she stopped thinking about things and had something to do, she would gradually get better.

Xie Jingchen didn’t stop her, but instead embraced Yan Jinsu in his arms. Seeing this made Xie Jingzi and her sisters blush, but they realized that ever since Yan Jinsu had sat down, she had been leaning on the back of the chair, clearly extremely weak.