Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 981: Deeply Moved

Seeing the duck eggs downstream, and thinking about her idea, she decided to buy more salt tomorrow and make more salted duck eggs.

After all, managing three majors at the sa ti prevented her from rescheduling many of her specialized courses, so she now wants to leap ahead in the dical School’s specialized courses, while practicals can be dealt with later.

Luckily, she has space as a cheat tool, coupled with her photographic mory, making it likely achievable.

So after soaking in the hot spring, she picked up the sophomore-level textbooks borrowed from a senior, because even a prodigy must work hard out of sight.

The next morning, when He Jinxuan arrived on his motorcycle, Xinyan had finished her exercises in the courtyard and was stretching.

She ran over to open the gate: "Ride the bike directly inside."

He Jinxuan rode in smiling and stopped: "I brought you fried cakes, shumai, porridge, and pea cake; they should be at the perfect temperature now."

Xinyan looked around but didn’t see anything: "Where are they?"

She had just spoken when she noticed He Jinxuan’s outfit today: "Did you put them inside your clothes?"

He Jinxuan opened his coat, and sure enough, there was a foam insulation box he made himself. Xinyan was truly touched: "Where did you go to buy it?"

No need for him to answer, seeing his face purple from the cold was answer enough: "Why go so far when any place would be the sa?"

He Jinxuan laughed as he got off the bike: "You like the pea cake from there, and with the motorcycle, it’s no trouble."

While Xinyan was moved, she felt sorry for him as well: "You just got back from riding, and riding a motorcycle in the morning must be so cold. Are you giving up on your legs?"

He Jinxuan led her to the kitchen: "Next ti, I’ll wear a long coat that can protect my legs, or I’ll cover them with a blanket."

Xinyan, who was initially pouting, burst into laughter hearing this.

Though, it also made her think about leg protection: "Jinxuan, can you ask soone to bring so fur back?"

He Jinxuan looked at her: "What kind of fur, and what do you want it for?"

Xinyan took out bowls as she spoke: "Motorcycle riding is rough on legs, and they need protection."

He Jinxuan didn’t expect Xinyan was considering him, ignoring the fact that she also needed to ride: "I’ll get so sheepskin."

Xinyan nodded: "Sure, it’ll be used often, and sheepskin is warm and windproof."

Not wanting to be idle for the next few days, after breakfast, as He Jinxuan tidied up, she went inside and took out the stored cotton and found a durable blue fabric in space.

He Jinxuan, finished tidying, walked in: "What are you planning?"

Xinyan swiftly began cutting: "Who knows when the sheepskin will arrive; your legs need protection. I’ll make cotton knee pads as a temporary solution."

Unable to help, He Jinxuan could only watch from the side, occasionally handing things over.

But, eventually, ti ran out, and she only managed to make part of it before needing to leave.

Xinyan left it unfinished: "Just leave it like this; I’ll continue at noon."

He Jinxuan nodded, holding her bag: "I’ll take you there."

Xinyan didn’t refuse; firstly, they didn’t have much ti together, so she cherished their ti, and secondly, she was continuously being approached and receiving love letters.

Having him by her side made it easier for those admirers to give up, saving her from the trouble of dealing with them.