Fu Mingxue pointed next door and asked in a low voice, "What’s going on?"
So early in the morning, that vicious mother-in-law next door was already yelling at her daughter-in-law.
Mrs. Fu felt that having that family for neighbors was just the worst luck.
"The daughter-in-law ruined a batch of steamed buns this morning, and that old hag has been yelling at her ever since."
Fu Mingxue: ...?
It couldn’t help but remind her of that woman from the Song Family.
In her past life, her own vicious mother-in-law could have given the one next door a run for her money.
’Forget it. I’m not going to think about it,’ she thought. ’Just the thought of it is depressing.’
"Why don’t we look for another house? It’s so annoying living here."
"Where would we find another house? I’ve already asked around—housing on the base is in high demand right now! Especially a good house; you’ll never find one of those empty. Our son-in-law’s place with its yard is quite nice. Today I’ll see if I can trade for some vegetable seedlings, some scallions, and we can get them planted."
"Also, I heard they’re letting people raise chickens now. I’ll trade for a few chicks from someone so we can raise our own."
Mrs. Fu already had it all planned out.
Besides trading for chicks, she also planned to find someone to trade with for two hens—that way, they could lay eggs for the two children to eat.
Fu Mingxue had no objections. "Okay, you can handle all that. I’m going to go check on the kids."
"They’re still asleep. Be quiet when you go in," Mrs. Fu reminded her.
Fu Mingxue entered her mother’s room and saw the two little ones sleeping soundly.
They looked especially adorable with their rosy cheeks.
’They’re at that age where everyone just adores them!’
Just as she leaned in to give him a kiss, the little guy’s eyes fluttered open.
"Oh, my big boy! Come here, let Mommy give you a kiss."
Fu Mingxue planted a big kiss on Qin Hao’s cheek.
Just then, the other little one woke up as well.
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