Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies-Chapter 104 - 102: Can’t We Live Well?

Madam Rong stayed in the room for a while, ensuring that her old man wasn’t reporting to King Yan but had just fallen asleep. She finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Old man, your daughter says she can save you, maybe she really can, so you’ll have to keep living."

She found it hard to believe, yet she couldn’t help but believe.

Because the old man wasn’t unconscious; he was asleep.

When had he ever slept so peacefully recently?

Hope flared in her heart...

Thinking of the two people outside, she gathered her complex and joyful emotions.

She stepped out of the room.

"Mom, if you don’t come out soon, I was going to go in and call you. It’s getting late, you need to arrange a room for Yu to sleep in!"

Qin Yu, hearing his sister-in-law mention his name, quickly said, "I’m not sleepy yet, I can sleep anywhere... just give me a blanket."

Madam Rong’s heart melted at his sensible demeanor.

"Oh, there are empty rooms, I’ll go make up a bed for you right now."

Why is a child so sensible? It must be life forcing him.

I heard he has no parents, only an older brother to rely on.

Rong Yan nudged Qin Yu, "Why are you just standing there? Grab your bag, I’ll take you to bathe first."

Madam Rong also remembered they had been on the train for so many days, definitely needing a wash, "Right, go bathe first, then head straight upstairs after."

Mr. Rong always spoiled his daughter, and the house had a separate bathroom arranged.

Rong Yan led Qin Yu to the bathroom, then fiddled with the controls, "This is the hot water, if it’s too hot, slide it this way, if it’s too cold, slide it in the opposite direction. Here’s the soap, the white bar is for your hair, the green one for your body. Got it?"

She handed him the prepared soap.

Qin Yu somewhat dazedly took the soap.

"...I get it." It should be fine.

It looked simple enough.

"Alright then, you shower, I’m going out, remember to close the door." Rong Yan didn’t linger; she promptly left.

Closing the door was obvious enough that Qin Yu didn’t need reminding.

Fifteen minutes later, Qin Yu emerged.

It shouldn’t have taken so long, but he had some mishaps that delayed him.

As soon as he stepped into the living room, Rong Yan saw his still wet hair and immediately threw a dry towel at him.

"Dry yourself off."

Fortunately, she had the foresight to have an extra towel ready.

Qin Yu was about to say it wasn’t necessary; his hair would dry shortly.

But he took it anyway...

By then, Madam Rong had finished downstairs.

"Yu, are you done? Then you can go to bed now."

Rong Yan stood up, "Let’s go!"

Qin Yu hurried after her.

Madam Rong pointed to the tidy room, "This room is yours. The blankets on the bed are sun-dried. Sleep well. Next door is your sister-in-law’s room. If you need anything, you can call her directly or call me; I’ll be sleeping downstairs."

Qin Yu had never slept in such a nice room; he quickly expressed his thanks, "Thank you, Auntie."

"We’re all family here, no need to be polite." Madam Rong had a very good impression of Qin Yu.

"Alright, let’s go out now! Let him sleep on his own." So they wouldn’t stand there... making him uncomfortable.

Madam Rong felt it was quite late tonight; the train ride for so many days must have been exhausting, "Then go to sleep early, Auntie is leaving now, oh, the switch for the light is by the bed, pull it down when you’re going to sleep, and pull it up if you’re going to the bathroom..."

Rong Yan looked at her mother still chattering away, twitched the corner of her mouth, and pushed her out directly, "Mom, he knows, and he’s quite clever!"

Qin Yu heard his sister-in-law mention "clever" and couldn’t help but smile slightly.

So, his sister-in-law thought he was smart.

Rong Yan casually closed the door, "Mom, you should go to bed early too, tomorrow I will do acupuncture for you."

Madam Rong: ...

There’s really no need to worry so much.

She didn’t need it at all.

"Go to bed early." Mother and son’s long night talk... It was what she wanted, but considering she probably hadn’t slept much these days, she dropped the idea.

Rong Yan was also somewhat surprised, originally thinking her mom would talk about her getting married.

But she didn’t expect her to hold it in.

"Okay, by the way, those two bags of stuff are gifts your son-in-law bought for you. He wanted to come, but he hurt his leg, so he couldn’t. Maybe you’ll meet him later!"

Madam Rong: ...

She had intended to hold back from asking, but now that it was mentioned again, she couldn’t hold back anymore.

"Come with me."

She pulled Rong Yan downstairs.

She lowered her voice to ensure no one upstairs could hear.

"How did you get married in the countryside? Such a big matter, and you didn’t even tell us...aren’t you being too bold?"

When Ye Yu told her, she was almost furious.

Rong Yan glanced at her, "That’s a long story..."

Madam Rong immediately glared at her, "Then make the long story short. I see you’re still lively now, not sleepy, just make things clear to me."

The wedding had happened, but they, her parents, hadn’t even met the groom.

The thought itself was infuriating.

"Oh, it’s quite cliché... I accidentally fell into a river, and he saved me, then... I had no choice but to marry him. But don’t worry, your son-in-law is pretty decent, so your daughter isn’t at a loss."

She didn’t know if it was this lifetime or a previous one, but how could her parents look exactly the same?

Regardless, since Heaven led her here, there must be a deep meaning to it. The original host was gone... these were her biological parents now.

Madam Rong couldn’t quite describe her feelings.

So that’s how it was... She felt a bit thankful to this unseen son-in-law, otherwise, she might have lost her daughter already.

"If you’re married and you think he’s good, then just live a good life together."

Rong Yan: ...

If she told her mom that she was just infatuated with Qin Ye’s body and might divorce him later... would her mom disown her?

Better not, for the sake of family harmony, it’s better not to talk about such things to someone old and frail.

"You’ve understood what you needed to, I’m going to shower and sleep."

Having said that, she quickly walked away.

"You haven’t taken your clothes." Madam Rong called out to her retreating figure.

"I can get them myself." At the door, she casually grabbed a bag.

Upon reaching the bathroom, she turned on the hot water... and immediately went into her private space to shower.

Fifteen minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom.

She saw her mom still sorting through the items she brought, "Are these dried and salted goods needed to be sorted right now? Why not do it tomorrow?"

"Anyway, I can’t sleep, so I might as well sort them out now. Also, how could you bring so much stuff? We have rice at home, don’t we? And this meat... It’s too much. When you go back, take it back with you..."

She had heard that the conditions at her son-in-law’s house weren’t good; yet he managed to bring so much, didn’t he empty his whole house?

She couldn’t help but feel her impression of the unseen son-in-law had risen to a new height.