Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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Seeing her mother-in-law’s behavior, Yan Jinsu sighed quietly, and while preparing the formula milk with hot water, she comforted Zhou Xiuhua, saying:

"Mom, don’t worry too much about my second sister’s family affairs. If you really get sick because of this, she won’t dare to come back home in the future if something really happens."

"That’s right, Mom, just listen to the little girl, don’t make wild guesses and make yourself sick. Who would dare to disturb you then?"

Xie Tiesheng, seeing that his wife was not heeding his own advice and had taken a few breaths to compose himself, hurriedly followed the Third Son’s Wife’s lead and continued trying to persuade her.

He thought to himself: This old woman always gets so easily riled up and never listens to anyone. He too was worried and frightened, truly, truly... damn it!

The good-natured Xie Tiesheng even wanted to smack open his wife’s head this moment to see if it was filled with paste!

Zhou Xiuhua wiped the sweat from her forehead, and faced with the similar reprimands from her husband and the little girl, for a moment couldn’t find the words to respond.

"Exactly, Mom, just take a breath and calm down. If you really get sick from anger, you’re just forcing my second sister to keep her problems away from home!" Yan Jinsu felt that they couldn’t always accommodate the mother-in-law’s behavior, it was necessary to let her know that her frequent temper tantrums were very inappropriate!

"Ah, I can’t control myself in my anxiety!" Zhou Xiuhua took a deep breath, eased the anxiety in her heart and replied in a low voice, resignedly.