Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space-Chapter 951 - 945: Fragrant Little Steamed Bun_1

Chapter 951: Chapter 945: Fragrant Little Steamed Bun_1

After hearing this, Xiao Qi also quietly took note, promising himself that he would never let his wife undergo such an ordeal.

Fang Xiu, who was listening at the side, was also startled. Was it possible that she might suffer the same situation as An Hao if she was careless? An Hao still had her husband to accompany her, but she was alone and taking care of a child. If she was really to come down with some sort of depression, what would happen to her child? Who would take care of him? So she had to, like Qin Xue said, not think randomly and not overly suppress herself either.

You could say that Qin Xue’s delivery this afternoon was a psychological education session for everyone present, making them realize just how much mental stress women undergo when they are pregnant.

“Okay, let’s get to the main topic. Let’s have a meal. After the meal, we have to start preparing to go home for the New Year.” Qin Xue looked at each person who was lost in thought, wondering to herself whether or not she should dispel their worries. Not all women suffer from depression during pregnancy, only a portion do. But after another thought, she decided to leave it be; it was better for them to think like this as they would treat their wives better and understand that pregnancy is not an easy feat.

“Okay.” Chu Molin was the first to regain his composure. He smiled at Qin Xue and replied.

The rest nodded in agreement, heading to the living room to prepare for the meal. This was one of the best aspects of Qin Xue’s home—the living room was spacious enough, the table was large enough to accommodate everyone present.

“Yiyi, I want more.” Jingtao said, tugging at Qin Xue’s clothes after finishing his meal.

“Okay, aunty will get it for you. Taotao, can you be a good boy and get one for your little brothers too?” Qin Xue replied, placing three mini-buns on Jingtao’s hands.

“Okay.” Jingtao replied, before scurrying over to the pram with the mini-buns in his hands, intending to feed his younger brothers.

“Xue Ling, leave them to sit there; come and eat.” Qin Xue instructed Xue Ling after glancing at the kids.

“Hmm, okay little masters, no crawling around. You might fall and it will hurt.” With a quick assent to Qin Xue’s instructions, Xue Ling gently warned the kids before joining them for dinner. The Yu Ze brothers each took a mini-bun and began chewing slowly and contentedly.

Yu Ze ate happily, fully satisfied. Food was so delicious. He decided that from this point onwards, he would only eat food and no longer consume his mother’s milk. He would let his younger brother have all the milk. Since this day, after tasting the mini-bun, Yu ze truly stopped drinking Qin Xue’s milk. Whenever he was hungry, he would demand food instead.

“Eh, this bun smells fragrant, and tastes milky. Qin Xue, how did you make this?” An Hao was watching the kids enjoy eating, and she tried one for herself and found it to her liking. She was curious, what kind of milk was that?

“That is cow’s milk. If you like it, I can write you the recipe later. You can bring it home for your Mrs. Xu to make for you.” Qin Xue figured that if An Hao ate and drank more milk, it would provide some benefits, even if only to help with sleep and skin nourishment.

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“Thank you! I’d appreciate that.” An Hao accepted gladly without any hesitation.

“What’s there to be polite over such a small matter?” Qin Xue laughed, it wasn’t anything major to her.

Qin Xue brought out a batch of larger buns and dumplings that she had prepared. These were made using the dough that Chu Molin brought over earlier, so they didn’t contain any milk. The miniature buns that the children were eating were made with the dough that Qin Xue had later prepared. She boiled all of the milk beforehand, putting half of it in a thermos for the children to drink, and used the other half to make the mini-buns. If An Hao liked them, she didn’t have to serve it, but could give her half to carry home and enjoy later.