Chapter 434
Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space
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Upon hearing that there were many new clothes to wear, Qin Jiale was absolutely delighted, feeling that her sister was really too good to her.
âLittle sister, you dropped your money,â Qin Yu said out of the blue, watching Qin Jialeâs happy expression.
âWhere?â Qin Jiale looked down and around but didnât see any money.
âHahaha, little sister, youâre too cute.â Qin Yu couldnât help but burst into laughter at his sisterâs reaction.
âBrother, youâre so bad,â Qin Jiale finally realized that she had been tricked.
âEven if Iâm bad, Iâm still your brother,â Qin Yu said arrogantly, looking at his sister.
âMom, can we return him?â Qin Jiale ignored her brother and turned to ask her mother instead.
âNo,â Nangong Shulan smiled as she watched her children teasing each other.
âMom, why are you siding with my brother to bully me?â Qin Jiale pouted.
âWho told you to be the youngest in the family?â Qin Yu ruffled his sisterâs hair.
âDad, look, my brother keeps messing up my hair, turning it into a birdâs nest,â Qin Jiale complained, her eyes and face full of laughter.
âIf itâs messy, just go get a comb and comb it back into place,â Qin Lei said with a smile, looking at his daughter.
âFine, you all gang up on me, Iâm just a little poor thing. Iâm going to tell my sister that youâre all bullying me,â Qin Jiale said pitifully.
âAh, sheâs become quite the tattletale,â Nangong Shu shook her head helplessly as she looked at her little daughter.
âThatâs because you all ganged up to bully me,â Qin Jiale huffed proudly.
âAlright, stop fooling around now. Clean up what needs to be cleaned up, and donât be late for the car tomorrow morning,â Nangong Shulan watched her happy family and felt contented.
âYes, Mother,â Qin Jiale saluted her mother.
âThis child, how come I never noticed how mischievous you were before?â Nangong Shulan wondered if someone had secretly replaced her little daughter.
âBack when my sister was at home, I didnât need to act silly. Now that my sister is married, itâs my turn, right?â Qin Jiale said while folding clothes.
âWe really neglected you,â Nangong Shulan felt a bit sad when her little daughter said this.
âMom, what are you talking about? If both my sister and I had been so willful back then, you would have been worried sick,â Qin Jiale quickly clarified her meaning. She wasnât competing for favor, after all.
âNo matter what, we are the ones who owe you. These years must have been very hard for you, right?â Nangong Shulan looked at her little daughter, tall and thin, her features resembling her own. She had her fatherâs eyebrows and eyes, which made her look very heroic.
âNot hard at all, Iâve been very happy,â Qin Jiale thought about the atmosphere in their family and felt contented.
âSilly girl,â Nangong Shulan looked at her little daughter and exchanged a glance with her husband.
Everyone chatted and laughed as they cleaned up the clothes, and Qin Jiale put on the princess dress that her sister had made for her.
âWow, little sister is so beautiful,â Qin Yu was the first to notice Qin Jiale, who had changed into her new dress.
âVery beautiful,â Qin Lei and Nangong Shulan turned their heads to look at their little daughter and praised her.
âItâs my sisterâs design that makes the dress beautiful,â Qin Jiale said shyly as she listened to her familyâs compliments.
âThe dress is beautiful, and so is the person wearing it,â Qin Yu honestly thought so.
âShulan, Jiale really looks like you when you were young,â Qin Lei looked at his wife.
âIâve aged. Time spares no one,â Nangong Shulan touched her face, where some wrinkles were quite noticeable.
âIn my heart, youâll always be the fairy I laid eyes on for the first time,â Qin Lei was attracted to Nangong Shulan the moment he first saw her and felt that she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
For that reason, he was determined to marry Nangong Shulan. Therefore, even when she was pregnant at the time, he married her without a single regret. For this lifetime, having married her, he had no regrets.