Chapter 822 Go Out and Have Fun
When Qin Xue was about to get up, the door of the room was pushed open, and Qin Xue was so frightened that she quickly hid under the quilt.
Chu Molin raised his eyebrows at her quick speed. Was she scared, or did she think someone else was coming in?
"Get up and wash yourself and get dressed." Chu Molin put the water he brought in on the stool next to the bed and looked at the woman huddled under the quilt.
"Get out." Qin Xue stuck her head out from the quilt after hearing Chu Molin's voice.
"I haven't seen any part of your body." Although Chu Molin said so, he still took her clothes and put them on the bed before leaving the room.
Qin Xue carried the water basin to the cubicle, cleaned it quickly and put on clothes. It was really cold today. She missed the days of air conditioning. The water heater had not yet been installed, and she began to miss the warm air conditioner again. Doesn't this mean she likes the new and hates the old?
"Sister Xue, it's time to wash up and eat." Xue Ling said after seeing Qin Xue coming out.
"Well, were the children good last night?" Now that Chu Molin was at home, the two children were taken to Xue Ling's room. She didn't hear her being called last night, so she didn't know if the children were crying.
"No, the two children are very well-behaved." Xueling just got up and helped change diapers twice last night and fed them some rice noodles. Chu Molin gave them rice noodles before going to bed last night to let them Feed the children when they are hungry and want to nurse.
Chu Molin knew what Xue Ling meant when he said this, so when the two children woke up in the middle of the night, Xue Ling came to Qin Xue and the others without even hugging them.
It's just that the two children didn't like rice noodles very much at first, but with Yuze's brother here, I don't know how he ate it. Anyway, Xue Ling only knew him and Yuchen ate it with a pout. .
"That's good, let's go out for dinner." Qin Xue sat in her seat and started to eat. This breakfast was bought by Chu Molin on the way back from the coach.
"Well, the soy milk here is good." Qin Xue said after taking a sip, and then took another sip.
"It's true, brother-in-law, where did you buy it?" Xueling asked Chu Molin. Originally, when Qin Xue told Chu Molin the truth, it called him "master," but Chu Molin said there was no need to change it to avoid giving him the wrong name. Qin Xue, the owner, caused trouble, so he did not change his tune.
"I bought it at Zhu's breakfast shop on the street." Seeing that they all liked drinking it, Chu Molin told them so that they could buy it if they wanted to drink it in the future.
"Well, we found another good store." Qin Xue thought that after coming here for a month, she felt that Yupinxuan and today's breakfast were good, but she really didn't like the others. It's not that it's not delicious, it's just that she hasn't tried a few of them, and the ones she happened to have just didn't suit her taste.
Thinking of the Yupinxuan beef offal powder, Qin Xue wanted to eat it again, because she always felt that she had overlooked something, so she wanted to see what it was.
After several people finished breakfast, Qin Xue took a handbag to put the child's diapers and water, then rolled out the stroller with a small quilt inside, put the child down and covered it with the quilt, and pushed it to get ready to play.
This is what Qin Xue corrected based on the latest model. There is a retractable canopy on the car. It can block the sun in summer. It can also be pulled over to block the child when he is asleep, so as not to dazzle his eyes.
"Are you all ready? Let's go." Qin Xue called to Chu Molin and Xue Ling.
"Let's go, you are the only one who is the slowest, so you have the nerve to say it." After listening to Qin Xue's words, Xue Ling said to her, the slowest person is Qin Xue, this and that.
After hearing Xue Ling's words, Qin Xue felt that she had died unjustly. Didn't she need to take the child's belongings with her? Don’t you need to bring water? Which mother doesn’t do this?