Reborn in the 1980s, remarried and followed a soldier, the ungrateful wretch cried with regret.

Chapter 453 The Fate of the Triplets
"Come on, let's take a bath together. Little Coco, come first, then your brother will come later."

Just then, Qin's mother walked in.

Upon hearing that her daughter wanted to bathe the two children, she immediately said:
"You're too clumsy. Go do your own thing. I'll wash these two kids."

Fu Mingxue: ...?
Her expression was somewhat incredulous.

Mom, do you even listen to what you're saying?

How did she become clumsy?
Don't you know how meticulous the work she does is?

No matter what, she has absolutely nothing to do with being indecent or groping.

Fu's mother ignored her.

They even found her an eyesore and pushed her out, saying, "Stop standing there. You can tidy up your clothes in your room and take out what needs washing."

Fu Mingxue sighed, "They're all clean—they need to be washed, weren't they already washed before?"

"Then go read your book."

After saying this, Madam Fu didn't say anything more to her.

First, I found clothes for the two children, and then I took them to the bathroom to take a bath. There was hot water there, and the room was warm, so the two children wouldn't get cold at all.

Half an hour later, not only did Fu's mother give the two children a bath, but she also took a bath herself.

Use a hairdryer to dry your hair.

Previously, she had complained that her daughter was wasting money—after all, hair can be dried with a wipe, right?
This thing is expensive, not to mention it uses a lot of electricity!
However, the daughter later said that she made it herself and it didn't cost much money.

Of course, she didn't believe a word of it; her daughter must have lied to her because she knew her daughter was stingy with money.

After using it for a while, I realized it was incredibly useful.

Especially when blow-drying the two kids' hair, it dries in no time.

It works exceptionally well.

Since she's already bought it, she might as well enjoy it.

Indeed, there's a reason why it's expensive.

Fu Mingxue's clothes after taking a bath had already been washed by her mother.

The clothes that the three of them had changed out of were to be washed by Fu's mother.

The two children were now clean and tidy. After seeing their grandmother washing clothes, they ran to their mother's room.

Fu Mingxue habitually closed the door, and upon hearing a knock, she went to open it. Seeing the two little angels standing at the door, she immediately led them inside.

"mom!"

The two children looked around the room with curiosity.

Fu Mingxue noticed that Qin Keke still had her hair down.

So she let her brother play by himself while she took out a comb to braid her sister's hair.

"Coco, come here, let Mommy braid your hair."

Qin Keke immediately walked over happily.

Fu Mingxue is quite skilled at braiding pigtails.

After all, back in her previous life, those three ungrateful wretches—she certainly got a lot of stabbings from them.

Moreover, they all come in various styles, with no two dishes being the same for a whole week.

By the way, why are you thinking about those ungrateful wretches?

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Fu Mingxue had just imagined that the three white wolves were having a very difficult time.

They are now over three years old (by Chinese reckoning) and over two and a half years old (by Western reckoning).

In her past life, Fu Mingxue took great care of them.

Make sure they are clean.

And they were fed very well.

But now, if Fu Mingxue were here, she definitely wouldn't recognize her.

Not only is she frighteningly thin, but at two and a half years old, she looks almost the same size as a one-year-old.

Moreover, his whole body was filthy, and there wasn't a single clean spot on his face.

The three of them were dressed rather thinly even in the dead of winter.

Sure enough, all three of them developed a high fever at the same time.

Seeing the triplets with high fevers, Song Anxiao felt no warmth in her eyes, only intense dislike.

After all, she was there to take care of the triplets and her bedridden mother—no one had come to propose marriage in the past two years.

(End of this chapter)