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Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 610

Chapter 610: Chapter 606 Rough Men Are Not Much to Look At

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After dinner, Yan Jinsu took the children and chatted and laughed in the main hall, or occasionally told a little story, and then watched Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi, the two adorable babies, engage in little conversations with Xiao Si and Xiaoqi in their baby talk.

It was practically an alien language; everyone watched it as if it were a silent movie.

At noon, because the two little cuties knew mommy was coming back and were too excited to fall asleep at their usual nap time, they finally fell asleep but were woken up by Xie Jingzi to bathe and eat rice cereal once the time was up...

It wasn’t until Yan Jinsu got up that the kids had been playing for nearly two hours.

By the time the adults had finished eating, Xiaojiu and Xiao Si had been playing for quite some time.

But as soon as the two cuties saw mommy, they perked up as if they had taken a stimulant; the sleepy look they intended to have immediately disappeared, and their eyes eagerly followed Yan Jinsu.

Not just Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi, but Xiaoqi and Xiao Si also seemed to perk up at the sight of Yan Jinsu.

It was only eight in the evening, and the Xie Family Courtyard was bustling with life. Xiao Wu, Xiao Yi, and the other children all bathed and came over, along with Xiao Sannan and her siblings.

With six kids already in the main room, plus another six including Xiao Yi, the room was now full of twelve children, accompanied by six or seven women, packing the place to the brim.

In the courtyard, Xie Jingchen was leisurely chatting with his father and brothers, and Zhou Zhenghui was also sitting with them. The courtyard was even more lively than the main hall—with the excited laughter of children inside, and the loud laughter and teasing of the men outside.

The return of Xie Jingchen and Yan Jinsu suddenly made the Xie Family Courtyard extraordinarily lively.

Xie Jingchen was sitting with Zhou Zhenghui, quietly discussing matters amidst the hustle and bustle from time to time.

In the middle of the courtyard, there was a ’performance’ by Hu Zhengjie and Du Yueqiang, and the men were wildly excited, attracting older children like Xiao Yi to come out.

There was no helping it, Hu Zhengjie and Du Yueqiang were being ’punished’ by their boss and were competing with each other in doing push-ups—one after the other.

At first, the men could still talk about their own things, but as the two reached three hundred push-ups, gradually, everyone’s gaze started focusing on them.

When they counted to four hundred, everyone in the room turned their attention toward them—

The first three hundred were explainable; Rong Army soldiers, after all, are strong.

But reaching four hundred went beyond the villagers’ imagination!

A typical strong farmer could do a hundred or so without a problem.

Xie Jinggang, who was counting, was increasingly astonished as he counted.

In his mind, Hu Zhengjie and Du Yueqiang were just under Third Brother, and if even they were this strong, how many could his brother do?

He, himself, would collapse from exhaustion after just over a hundred!

But before this night, he thought he was quite fit. Xie Jinggang exchanged a look with Xie Jingwei, then looked towards Xie Jingchen and Zhou Zhenghui, but the two of them were completely unaware of the excitement in the courtyard, continuing to discuss matters in a corner.

One could see their lips moving, but no sound was heard.

Even Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi were curious about the noise outside. Yan Jinsu didn’t think much of it; these were basic training exercises in the military, impressive to the villagers but actually the result of daily accumulation.

Rong Wei is not just a noun; it is also a ’verb’ that speaks of progress.

Just as Yan Jinsu was about to pick up a child, her arm was grabbed by her mother-in-law, who glared at her and said, "Little girl, you don’t need to hold them; follow along." With that, she took Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi, one in each arm, and headed to the courtyard.

Seeing that Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi were taken care of by their little sister, Xie Jingchen turned his attention to his little wife, and his tall and strong body directly shielded her from the wind.

Yan Jinsu didn’t look at the center of the courtyard; instead, her small hands encircled the man’s waist, and her eyes were always tenderly focused on Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi.

Seeing the twins fall asleep like that, she uttered a soft sound, drawing Xie Jingchen to look up and see that the children could sleep through such a commotion, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

These two cute little pigs!

Zhou Xiuhua was breastfeeding, and when Xie Jingchen noticed, she too saw it and then took Xiaoqi, calling Zhou Zhenghui and their youngest son to return to the main house first.

Seeing Third Son standing beside the little girl, the elderly lady waved her hand, signaling Xie Jingchen to take Third Son’s Wife back to the west wing first.

There were many people here, all gentlemen, and the little girl was just shy of three months pregnant; it was better to be cautious.

Besides, the later it got, the colder the air became.

A young pregnant woman standing under the night sky and getting cold would be troublesome.

Xie Jingchen nodded, directly wrapping his arm around his little wife’s still-not-visible waist, muttering softly as they walked:

"Wife, it’s late at night. There’s nothing good to see in these rough men, it’s too cold here; you should go back to the inner room to rest..."

Yan Jinsu lifted her head to check the sky, and it was just past nine in the evening; where was it ’late at night’?

She had finally woken up and was energetic, yet he wanted her to go back to bed and be a little sleeping pig? Yan Jinsu was immediately displeased. She began to speak the word "I" but was easily lifted by someone.

Xie Jingchen left her no room to refuse, turning into a small path, directly scooping her up in his arms, and with a few large strides, they returned to the west wing, leaving her bewildered.

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