After this space was upgraded, it became an absolute god among gods, an immortal among immortals.
The fact that the spring water used to have an unlimited shelf life, and how it was stored and cultivated, is amazing enough.
Now that they've added fully automated garment manufacturing, she doesn't even have to cook herself. They're treating her like royalty!
Thinking about it this way, the resentment I felt for being tormented by the white-haired immortal and giving birth to seven babies has long since vanished.
What's more, all seven little ones are healthy and clever, and they take great care of their younger siblings. The second one is smart and quick-witted, and the third one is a sweet and considerate little girl...
"White-haired immortal, thank you so much!"
Ye Nian'an clasped her hands together in front of the empty space and sincerely bowed, saying, "Amitabha!"
High above the heavens, an old immortal who was munching on a peach suddenly sneezed, splashing peach juice all over his face.
He wiped his face, stroked his beard, and chuckled: "Oh, who's been talking about this old man? Probably that little brat... Hmm, she should like the gift I left, right?"
Ye Nian'an had no idea about the old immortal's ramblings. She struck while the iron was hot and spread all the family's design drawings on the table: "Space, do all of these, according to the dimensions."
"Received, expected to be completed in three hours."
Watching the sewing machine start up again, with the fabric being fed automatically as if it had grown legs, Ye Nian'an was beaming with satisfaction.
However, she didn't plan to take the clothes out right now.
The design was finalized today, and the finished product is already out in the blink of an eye. Chu Xin'er and the others will definitely think they are dreaming, and they might even keep asking them questions.
I'll hide the clothes in the walk-in closet first, and then wrap them up in gift boxes on New Year's Day to give them a big surprise.
Ye Nian'an touched the rabbit-patterned cotton-padded jacket, imagining San San wearing it and hopping around to wish Chu Zhenyuan a Happy New Year. The smile in her eyes was like honey that could never be melted.
This year's New Year will definitely be lively and festive.
After Ye Nian'an left the space, she said to Chi Xinyao, who was changing the babies' diapers, "Mom, I'm going to the post office to call Chu Yan and ask when he'll be back."
Chi Xinyao paused, her eyes lighting up: "Perfect timing, it's been a while since I've spoken to the old man, I'll go with you."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went out arm in arm. The December wind felt like knives on their faces. Chi Xinyao wrapped her scarf around Ye Nian'an's neck twice more.
"Walk slowly, the ground is slippery."
"Okay, thank you, Grandma~"
Ye Nian'an smiled and agreed, using her other hand to tidy up her mother-in-law's wind-blown hair.
Upon arriving at the post office, we were greeted warmly by Sister Zhang, a staff member: "Comrade Chi Xinyao, Comrade Ye Nian'an, you've arrived!"
"You need to call the two Chiefs Chu, right? I'll go get the operator right away!"
Don't be surprised that the people at the post office knew Chi Xinyao and Ye Nian'an; the Chu family was already very famous in Haicheng.
Ye Nian'an, in particular, gave birth to seven children in one pregnancy, earning her the title of "lucky koi with many children and many blessings" from her neighbors, and she became a household name.
Sometimes when she was walking down the street, people would recognize her and ask her for advice, asking what she ate to give birth to seven such smart and healthy babies in one pregnancy.
This way of becoming famous left her both amused and exasperated.
"Comrade Ye Nian'an, how exactly do you maintain your health?"
As Sister Zhang led them toward the telephone booth, she asked them curiously.
"Seven babies in one pregnancy, all so strong and healthy. Look at Mr. Zui's first triplets, they can already run all over the place, and they're half a head taller than other babies their age!"
Ye Nian'an touched her burning ears and mumbled, "Just... just drink more milk and eat more eggs..."
Sister Zhang asks this question every time she calls.
Although he was a bit talkative, he's a kind-hearted person with a good heart.
It's absolutely impossible for a normal person to have seven babies in one pregnancy; having four babies in one pregnancy is already considered extremely rare.
Unfortunately, there was a white-haired immortal in her space who gave her this gift before leaving.
Unfortunately, these words couldn't be spoken aloud; all that could be done was to offer a vague explanation and brush it off.
Chi Xinyao noticed Ye Nian'an's embarrassment and smiled as she smoothed things over: "The children are lucky to be born in such a good time. There's plenty of food available now, and Nian'an knows how to take care of her health, so naturally she's growing well."
Aunt Zhang's eyes lit up: "By the way, Comrade Ye Nian'an, I heard you also know medicine? My legs get uncomfortable every winter, when do you have time to take a look at them?"
"If I have the chance, I definitely will."
...
In the dormitory of the 72nd Division headquarters, Chu Yan was leaning against the headboard of his bed, which was covered with a military green mattress.
The family photo in my hand was so worn that the edges were curled from being handled so much; the family members were crammed together in the picture.
Chu Zhenyuan, dressed in a crisp military uniform, held two babies in his broad arms. Chi Xinyao and the others helped hold the four babies in swaddling clothes. Ye Nian'an stood beside him, holding Shishi, her eyes crinkling with laughter.
The three little guys, Dada, Er'er, and San'san, clung to her trouser leg, peeking out their three fluffy little heads.
A truly magnificent photograph.
The photo studio owner kept praising them for being lucky when taking photos, saying they went to great lengths to find a composition that would include everyone in the shot.
Looking back now, it's such a sweet and happy memory.
Chu Yan gently stroked his wife's face in the photo with his fingertips, as if he could use this action to bridge the distance of nearly a thousand miles between himself and his wife and touch every inch of her skin.
That figure, haunting my dreams at midnight...
After many years of marriage, Ye Nian'an was exonerated and returned to Haicheng. Due to their long-distance relationship, she entrusted the responsibility of raising the child to Ye Nian'an.
Every time I go on a mission and eat a frozen bun, just looking at this photo gives me energy.
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