Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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After the celebration of Xiao Nian, the festive atmosphere of the New Year in the village became even stronger. From time to time, one could hear groups of children dashing along the paths, often followed by a pack of kids, both big and small, their loud laughter filling the air between the trees and along the rural roads.

Those sincere and easily satisfied smiles, like a warm breeze, dispelled the shadows in Yan Jinsu’s heart.

Her belly seemed to have stabilized during the first three months of pregnancy, and as soon as that period passed, it began to grow noticeably with each passing day. In just a few days, the slight bulge had begun to rapidly ’inflate’.

By February 14th, which was the 28th day of the final lunar month, the day was known as Valentine’s Day in later generations, but currently, no one was aware of it, let alone celebrating it.

Yan Jinsu did not mention it either, only presenting her husband and their adorable twin babies with small gifts she had created herself.

For her husband, a large scarf; for the twin babies, a pair each of small gloves with separated fingers.

Now, both Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi were able to walk. While other babies were learning to sit, these siblings had started to learn to walk. After two months of practice, they weren’t even ten months old yet but already walked quite proficiently.

Unfortunately, Xiaojiu still wanted to further exercise his limbs, but even with amnesia, Yan Jinsu’s knowledge from her past life remain undispelled. She kept finding ways to restrict him, not allowing him to overexert his tender body.

With Xiaojiu being held back, there was no need to pay extra attention to Xiao Shi. Without Xiaojiu leading the way, she would sit contentedly by herself.