Chapter 10: Her Spiritual Spring Can Help with Milk Production

After confirming that the spring water was safe, Qiu Yinuo replaced all the household drinking water with it.

On the first day of the water change, He Ziqing brought the breakfast to the table and took a sip of the millet porridge. She was surprised and exclaimed, “Oh my!”

Qiu Yinuo’s heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she noticed something on the first day?

She quickly buried her head in the bowl and took a sip of the porridge. It was sweet and delicious.

Such a tasty treat should be enjoyed every day.

“Sister Yinuo, this millet porridge I made today tastes so good. You should have more!”

“It’s really delicious, Qingqing. Your cooking skills have really improved!” Qiu Yinuo praised He Ziqing lavishly with all the flattery she could muster, making her believe the meal tasted so good solely because of her exceptional skills.

As a result, He Ziqing became convinced that she indeed had a natural talent for cooking and promised to continue improving her skills.

Meanwhile, Shao Xingchen, who was still half asleep, sighed inwardly. Aunt Qingqing seemed a little clueless, and he thought she would definitely be taken advantage of by his sneaky mother in the future.

It wasn’t sure whether it was the fact that all their household water was now replaced with diluted spiritual spring water from the space, but since they had started using the spring water to make soup, her milk production had become so abundant that the two babies could never finish drinking it.

Sometimes, she even faced the painful swelling of her breasts from the excess milk. That feeling was unbearable.

During those times, she would curse Shao Chengyuan in her mind.

Men, once they put on their pants and walk away, leave all the responsibility to the women.

So, what exactly did marriage bring to women?

Without a breast pump, she had no choice but to manually express her milk.

However, manual expressing wasn’t as effective as sucking, and there were times when her breasts would become so painful that she couldn’t help but cry.

When Shao Xingchen overheard his mother and Aunt Qingqing talking about the milk problem, he had no other choice but to force himself to drink more milk.

Eventually, he started spitting up the milk as soon as he opened his mouth, which frightened both Qiu Yinuo and He Ziqing.

Qiu Yinuo stopped giving him the spring water for a few days, and only then did the situation improve.

While other spiritual springs could only heal diseases and beautify the skin, her spiritual spring water could even promote milk production.

It was truly an unexpected twist!

During her confinement period, there were often neighbors who came to visit, checking on the babies and gossiping about the latest happenings. The days weren’t unbearably difficult.

One day, Shao Xingchen finally took the opportunity when both his mother and Aunt Qingqing weren’t around. He grabbed his younger brother’s little hand and entered the space.

His chubby, soft little hand tightly gripped Shao Beichen’s, and the next moment, he almost burst into tears.

It was over. His space was no longer just for his mother. Now, his younger brother could also access it.

Shao Beichen opened his eyes and stared at the blue sky and white clouds for a moment in a daze. He casually looked around, then, disinterested, closed his eyes again and went back to sleep.

Thankfully, his little brother was still too young to remember anything.

Before Shao Xingchen could leave the space with his brother, he heard a loud bang. Startled, he hurriedly exited the space without wasting any time.

Before Qiu Yinuo became the CEO of the Qiu Corporation, she had been a carefree and cheerful young girl, often absentminded to the point of walking straight into walls if she wasn’t paying attention.

Later, after stepping into the role of CEO, she had to maintain a dignified image. She no longer skipped as she walked—every step had to carry authority and presence.

But ever since she transmigrated into the book, the tension that had been wound tight inside her slowly began to loosen. At this moment, while chatting with He Ziqing, she forgot to watch where she was going.

“Sister Yinuo, you’re so hea—” Before the word “heart” could even leave her mouth, Qiu Yinuo slammed headfirst into the doorframe.

It was a solid hit, and just hearing the sound made it feel painful.

However, the collision caused the door to swing open.

He Ziqing, worried that she might have injured her head, didn’t realize that the two babies had disappeared from the bed.

Qiu Yinuo rubbed her head and, unintentionally glancing at the bed, saw that it was empty. She quickly shut her eyes in shock and then opened them again, only to find that the two babies were still sound asleep on the bed.

Rubbing her eyes, she started to doubt if she was seeing things.

Erbao was still peacefully sleeping, while Dabao had started kicking his legs, babbling to himself.

She cursed inwardly. Could giving birth really mess with her vision?

She pointed at the two little ones on the bed. “Qingqing, were the babies just lying there the whole time?”

He Ziqing, not having noticed the few seconds when the babies were missing, was instead puzzled by Yinuo’s question. “Weren’t they always there?”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course!”

That was it. She was sure her eyes were messed up now.

She had heard that pregnancy could make a woman forgetful for three years, but no one had ever mentioned that it could also make her go blind.

“Sister Yinuo, are you okay?”

“I’m fine, I think I bumped my head earlier, and now my head is still spinning.”

He Ziqing helped her sit down on the bed. “Rest for a bit.”

…

After her confinement period, Qiu Yinuo couldn’t wait to get out and go shopping. Her first stop was the grocery store.

Both of them, each holding a chubby baby, were excited as they discussed what to buy on their way there.

He Ziqing had been to the store a few times, but she had always been in a hurry, rushing back home to help her aunt take care of the kids, with no time to really enjoy the experience.

For Qiu Yinuo, this was the first time she had seen such a bustling scene. Everything seemed new to her, and she couldn’t help but ask questions about everything.

The grocery store had the distinct charm of that era. The meat stall had a sign that read “Serving the People,” radiating a positive energy.

Even before 8 a.m., there were long lines at each stall, and the place was bustling with activity.

They divided the tasks: one would queue up for meat, and the other for seasonings.

After finishing their shopping, they went to the supply and marketing cooperative to queue up for cloth.

In addition to cash, there was also a collection of coupons in the old iron box from her mother-in-law. Some of the coupons were close to expiring, and they would go to waste if not used soon.

Once October passed, the weather would start to cool, so they needed to prepare warm bedding for the babies. They planned to buy fabric and cotton to make two small quilts for them. When they grew older, they could take apart the quilts and make padded jackets, a win-win situation.

When they arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, they spotted a familiar face.

It was none other than Aunt Cai’s husband, Cai Zhong.

“Xiao Qiu, you’re out of confinement?” he asked.

“Yes, I wanted to get out and do some shopping now that I’m out. Uncle Cai, long time no see.”

“What are you two looking to buy today?”

He Ziqing answered, “With the weather getting colder, we want to make thicker quilts for the babies.” She then lowered her voice and whispered, “Uncle Cai, we need some fabric and cotton. Do you happen to have any defective pure cotton fabric? It would be great if it’s a bit cheaper.”

Uncle Cai smiled and lowered his voice, “You two are in luck. I have exactly what you’re looking for, and it’s not even on the coupons. Come on, don’t bother with the line. I’ll take you to the warehouse to have a look.”

Qiu Yinuo didn’t expect to get such a good deal today. It seemed that having connections at the cooperative made everything easier!

The two of them followed Uncle Cai, and he praised, “Xiao Qiu, you’re feeding the babies so well. They’re both chubby and healthy.”

The defective fabric at the cooperative was usually internal stock that didn’t affect its use. It was pure cotton, dry, breathable, and perfect for making quilts. They found several bolts of fabric in the warehouse and, feeling bold, decided to buy two pieces. After all, they couldn’t go wrong with it.

“Is there anything else you need?” Uncle Cai asked.

Qiu Yinuo had never realized how fun it could be to browse through a warehouse. They picked up everything they needed for the house, making sure not to trouble Uncle Cai too much, as it would be inconvenient to keep coming back to ask for help.

They bought so much that He Ziqing had to borrow a pushcart from a neighbor to carry it all back.