Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92: Chapter 90 Separation

Qin Ye turned his head, "What does he mean by that?"

Rong Yan met his gaze, "Exactly what he said. It seems you really didn’t know."

She originally thought that Qin Yu had discussed it with Qin Ye.

"Don’t worry, I won’t lose him."

Qin Ye: ...

Was he worried about that?

He was just too bitter.

His own legitimate son-in-law couldn’t go, yet Qin Yu, this kid, actually had this opportunity.

"It’s good that he’s going, this kid is strong. Have him carry more things when the time comes."

Rong Yan smiled, "Okay."

Originally, she could have traveled light, but now it was not possible.

"By the way, I had your sister boil some eggs for you to eat on the road. As for flatbreads, I guess there’s no time left." If she was leaving tomorrow, there would have been time to prepare last night.

Rong Yan didn’t mind that, after all, she had an entire supermarket in her "space." What could she possibly lack?

It was just a matter of convenience in taking them out.

"No worries, they sell food on the train. I won’t starve. Later, when I get to town, I can also buy some more food."

Qin Ye looked at her, "... then you better get ready! Oh, the last time I gave you that..."

He looked around for a moment, finding no one paying attention to them, then leaned over and whispered, "Give one to father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Rong Yan raised an eyebrow, "Is this a betrothal gift?"

Qin Ye got somewhat embarrassed, his face starting to heat up.

Still, he nodded, "...that way of thinking... is not wrong."

After all, he had married their daughter; he couldn’t possibly show no gesture at all.

What he cared about the most was... they might not acknowledge him.

Thus, he indeed regretted not being able to go himself, or else he definitely would have thought of a way to make them accept him.

"...we’ll see about that." Rong Yan still had to assess her original parents’ personalities. Besides, these days, gold isn’t very useful—the best would be money and food.

She noticed that the memory of the original owner was fading gradually over the past few days, as was the content of this book. She could no longer recall the plot and the story’s direction.

She had just flipped through it casually; there wasn’t much to remember.

However, for these things, she didn’t care. After all, she didn’t feel like just a character in a book; she felt like a living person, with her own thoughts... Her life couldn’t be dictated anymore.

"I’ll go pack."

"Okay, the things the team leader’s wife brought over, I’ve placed them in the house, I’ll pack them for you later."

"Okay." Rong Yan nodded and went toward the house.

Qin Yu could only pack a few things, just two sets of clothes.

Rong Yan also packed little and quickly finished.

When ready to leave, she remembered something and pulled out a stack of cash from her pocket, "This is 200 yuan. Take it. It’s for the money for the glass window, as well as the wages for the labor, and also, hire someone to make a few cupboards... and, buy some good food for the New Year. We’ll probably be back around the eighth."

She originally thought they would spend the New Year here, but now that they were leaving... It was just a few days before New Year, and it was truly impossible to return.

Speaking of which, it was a bit of a pity.

How could Qin Ye take the money, "Keep the money. We don’t even know what’s going on with father. If you’re going, you should carry more money. I’ll be fine... don’t worry."

"What, you still have money?" Rong Yan raised an eyebrow in retort.

These words made Qin Ye a bit nervous, "I’ll find a way; don’t worry about that. If you keep the money, I’ll be the one who’s worried."

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