Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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Zhou Xiuhua felt heartbroken seeing that the twins hadn’t drunk a single sip of the milk formula, crying themselves to sleep out of hunger.

Jiang Xiaoying was young and healthy, and after carrying and soothing a baby for over an hour, she was tired too, and it seemed to her that Aunt Xie, though also tired, was faring better than she did!

This was entirely Jiang Xiaoying’s misconception.

Jiang Xiaoying was holding Xiao Shi, who was greedy and always had to drink milk until she burped with fullness, and therefore, she weighed about two pounds more than Xiaojiu. In terms of temperament, Xiao Shi was much more delicate than Xiaojiu, who loved to cry even at the mere absence of her father. Now that even their mother wasn’t around, her crying was so intense it seemed as if she was going to rip the heavens apart!

Jiang Xiaoying couldn’t stand Xiao Shi crying like this, her heart aching as she paced back and forth to soothe her, finally calming her enough so she didn’t feel like she was tearing her throat.

Xiaojiu, although younger, had a better disposition than Xiao Shi. Seeing his sister crying non-stop and their mother still not appearing, he just sobbed tremblingly, his demeanor much more gentle than Xiao Shi’s. Even when he realized that his grandma was just sitting and holding him, he didn’t fuss or cry pettily, which made Zhou Xiuhua still manageable to handle.

But Jiang Xiaoying didn’t know this. Her mind was wholly captivated by the twins’ crying and fussing, and now she felt utterly useless, not daring to rest. She busied herself again, carefully tending to the twins’ hygiene, and when she was about to wash their urine-soaked clothes, she found that they were already cleaned.

Xie Jingzi had taken the initiative without being asked, starting the work early.

And you think that’s the end of it?