Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

——————- "I know, Brother Ting, I know it all! I just feel a bit of heartache, I’ve long since given up on that thought!" Wang Chunmei squatted down, covered her ears, cried out, and finally bowed her head sobbing.

Covering her tearful little face, her hidden thoughts revealed by her cousin, she felt a mix of annoyance and shyness.

"Chun Mei—okay, Brother won’t press you, I just want you to see clearly—he is really not the right man for you."

Xie Yuting sighed, patted his cousin’s head, shook his head, and walked away sighing.

However, neither the siblings noticed that behind the wall, another figure was also sitting quietly, their shadow stretched long by the setting sun...

Yan Jinsu returned home, just as Zhou Xiuhua left the kids with the old man and turned to the kitchen to boil some water, only to see Ni running like she was chased by a fierce wolf, slamming the courtyard door shut behind her.

She looked behind her in surprise and asked:

"Why are you late today? Were there wild dogs chasing you? You’re all sweaty from hurrying."

Zhou Xiuhua’s words were purely in jest; she clearly knew well that her Third Son’s Wife, who would even dare to take on wild boars, would not fear the village dogs.