Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

"Xue'er, I've dealt with all the fish bones. Should I mince it now?" Chu Molin looked at the big basin of fish, the whiteness mixed with a rosy hue, truly worthy of being grown in the special space.

"Yes, mince it as finely as you can, I want minced meat." The couple cooperated together, and cooking was still quite quick.

"Mom, I'm hungry." Yu Chen, this little foodie, woke up with his stomach rumbling. He hadn't reached the kitchen yet when he smelled the aroma, making his stomach growl even louder.

"You all go wash up and sit down, you can eat very soon." Qin Xue looked at the kids as they all got up, calling them over.

"Okay." The three children went off to find Xue Ling as soon as they heard their mother.

"Xue Ling is really a qualified nanny." Even Qin Xue felt that Xue Ling did a much better job than she did.

Moreover, the methods Xue Ling taught them were independent; apart from dangers, anything they could do themselves, Xue Ling never helped them. Because of this, Qin Xue watched from the side, never interfering.

"It's beneficial for them." Chu Molin also grew up independently, so for him, the children's independence is very important.

"That's true, our family really is unique, right?" Qin Xue thought, isn't that just how it is, a family of eccentrics.

"Who says that about themselves?" Chu Molin really had never heard anyone evaluate themselves and their family like that.

"Don't misunderstand, by unique I mean we're all excellent, not in the negative way people usually say." Qin Xue wasn't about to insult herself, she's not foolish.

"You, really don't resemble a mother at all, more like a child who hasn't grown up." Chu Molin shook his head.

"Didn't you say you'd treat me like a queen, with you handling everything? Of course, I can't let you down, can I?" Qin Xue said this because she knew many couples couldn't manage like they did.

"Yes, my queen, let's go have breakfast, then we can do other things afterward." Chu Molin carried the steaming pot out.

"Pretty perceptive." Qin Xue followed behind with bowls, chopsticks, and a basin of steamed buns.

This morning, she felt like having porridge; the buns were made for her husband and son, otherwise, they wouldn't be satisfied with just porridge.

"Master, you made fish porridge, it smells wonderful." When Xue Ling arrived, it immediately smelled the spiritual energy.

"I know you're craving it, I made extra, eat more." Qin Xue hadn't let Xue Ling into the space for a while; if she didn't let it absorb some spiritual energy soon, Qin Xue worried its cultivation might decline.

"I'll definitely eat more." Xue Ling really needed spiritual energy; it was even hoping Chu Molin could look after the kids tonight so it could enter the space.

Now seeing Qin Xue made fish fillet porridge, it seemed their understanding was still intact; otherwise, it would simply cry.

"Eat up, let Chu Molin take over tonight." Qin Xue thought about how the children were gradually growing up, and their father should be the one guiding them.

Though she seldom took care of them, the children raised by their father were different from those raised by their mother.

Mothers might be too meticulous, helping the children with many things, so they lacked the ability to do things on their own, meaning they couldn't complete tasks independently, leading to differences in personality.

But fathers are different; fathers raise more open and courageous children, who don't have a sense of shyness.