Switched Marriage: The Coddled Little Wife-Chapter 336: A Rich Spiritual World

As far as he knew, there were very few women who could do push-ups.

It was not until Lin Chuxia finished a set with standard movements that Qin Yang spoke up in surprise.

"How come you’re doing this too? I thought you girls didn’t like it."

"I’m okay with it. I think it saves time and is convenient."

As Lin Chuxia stood up and stretched her limbs, she rolled her eyes discreetly.

Disliked it?

Such a great full-body exercise that’s time-efficient and simple, directly working out all muscles, who wouldn’t like it?

But liking it is one thing, whether one can do it or not is another.

Qin Yang nodded in agreement, "Indeed very convenient. When I was in the Northwest, I would occasionally go running. But ever since we came here, I’ve always felt that running..."

He laughed a bit without continuing.

Lin Chuxia understood.

The residential compound housed a mixed crowd, and running out like that would certainly make one stick out like a sore thumb.

"I heard your unit has a sports field, where you can play basketball and table tennis, and also badminton, right?"

Qin Yang’s eyes lit up, "Do you play? If not, I can teach you."

"I’m okay with badminton, not so good at table tennis," Lin Chuxia pointed with her chin towards the mat, "It’s your turn. How many sets are you doing?"

"30 in a set, planning to do 5 sets. I can do a few extra with you if you’d like."

As he spoke, he began to exercise. His form was straight and steady, going up and down; 30 reps were just a bit over a minute’s work.

Lin Chuxia marveled, his physical fitness was indeed great.

Although she could do it, 15 reps were already her limit. But today’s exercises felt somewhat effortless. Could this be the so-called synergy of men and women working together without getting tired?

After they finished exercising, the two of them went to wash up.

Qin Yang had made some millet porridge in the morning and boiled some eggs, which were now ready. Along with fluffy, hot steamed buns and pickles, it was a delicious and nutritious meal.

"What are your plans for today?"

Qin Yang placed the peeled egg in her bowl.

"Going to buy fabric with Jiang Hong."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yang glanced at the curtains and chuckled softly.

The little wife had complained about the curtains several times since moving in two days ago. But changing them would be good, they should be able to be a bit more unrestrained.

If Lin Chuxia knew what Qin Yang was thinking, she would definitely regret this decision.

The two of them didn’t go to the Department Store; instead, they were taken by Jiang Hong to a fabric store.

"Although this place doesn’t have as many patterns as the Department Store, the styles here are quite trendy, and most importantly, it’s cheaper. Take a look and see if there’s anything you like. If not, we can still go to the Department Store."

Lin Chuxia also found the fabrics in the store quite attractive, mostly pure cotton, with many dacrons as well. But there were no actual curtain fabrics; all were cut in bolts and then pieced together by oneself.

Pure cotton wasn’t easy to wash, and light-colored dacron was like their old curtains, not blockout. In the end, Lin Chuxia chose a piece of fabric with a water-blue base and white water ripple pattern.

She had taken measurements that morning and reported her figures. Not just Jiang Hong, but even the fabric seller was momentarily stunned.

Although the market had opened up and fabrics were readily available, it was still unusual to buy so much dacron at once.

"You’re not going to make curtains with this fabric, are you?" Jiang Hong swallowed her saliva.

Lin Chuxia nodded, "Yes, isn’t it pretty?"

"Pretty, really pretty."

She thought Lin Chuxia would use the fabric to make a shirt.

The seller became even more enthusiastic toward Lin Chuxia.

After having the fabric cut, Lin Chuxia spotted another piece of pink and white checkered cotton fabric, which would make a pretty bedding set. It would feel comfortable to use such warm colors when the weather got colder.

However, considering Qin Yang’s cool personality, she chose a blue-gray cotton fabric for another bedding set.

Jiang Hong also took a liking to a piece of floral fabric, intending to make a small quilt for the baby in her womb.

The fabric seller knew that Lin Chuxia was buying so much fabric to make sheets and duvet covers, and she offered to make them right there.

Lin Chuxia had previously agreed with Jiang Hong, initially planning to pay Jiang Hong a processing fee. However, the fabric seller said that since Lin Chuxia was buying a lot and the curtains, sheets, and duvet covers were simple, she could do it for free to encourage future patronage. She was a businesswoman who knew how to run her business.

With free labor available, naturally, it was an opportunity not be wasted.

Lin Chuxia asked to have the curtains made first, preferably within these two days since she needed them urgently.

The fabric seller smiled and said, "That’s easy, come and pick them up this afternoon, I’ll get the curtains done first."

"Okay, I’ll come and pick them up this afternoon."

It was almost noon with this hustle, and Qin Yang had said he would come home for lunch.

Those with families rarely ate at the company canteen; at most, if they were too lazy to cook, they would take food back home to eat.

Jiang Hong had prepared the dough in the morning and needed to go back to steam buns, so Lin Chuxia didn’t delay any further, and they hurried to the market.

While passing an alley entrance, Lin Chuxia caught a glimpse of a figure and subconsciously stopped.

Jiang Hong looked back, "Chuxia, hurry up, there won’t be good vegetables left if we’re late."

"Oh, I’m coming."

Lin Chuxia looked away and caught up with Jiang Hong.

The market only had morning and evening sessions, and indeed, not much was left at this time. However, it was cheaper, and Jiang Hong was very happy with her purchases.

Lin Chuxia bought only cucumbers and mung bean sprouts. She had soybean paste at home and also bought a piece of pork belly, planning to make Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste).

Jiang Hong looked at her enviously, "Mr. Qin is really fortunate to have married you."

Lin Chuxia was skilled at cooking, and any dish she made tasted unique.

"Brother Li is lucky too, your cooking isn’t bad either," Lin Chuxia sincerely complimented.

The buns that Jiang Hong had brought over a few days ago were delicious.

It was a culinary skill she had developed over a past lifetime of study, and Jiang Hong’s abilities were already very good.

"Huh, stop flattering me."

Despite saying that, Jiang Hong was secretly pleased.

Even if she couldn’t match Lin Chuxia’s skill, her own husband, Li Wei, didn’t disparage her.

Several times she felt her cooking was not as good as Lin Chuxia’s and felt bad about it, Li Wei consoled her and said he liked her cooking just the way it was.

The two women parted ways at the residential compound, with Lin Chuxia remembering where Jiang Hong’s place was and agreeing to visit sometime. Then she continued home alone.

It was time for school to let out and for work shifts to end—a lot of people were on the road. But Lin Chuxia, being new, didn’t know anyone and there was no need to force integration. She simply nodded and smiled at familiar faces as she passed.

Right at her doorstep, a young boy on a bike came over, grinning and greeting her, "Are you Mr. Qin’s family?"

The boy was about thirteen or fourteen, with lively and expressive features.

"Yes, I am," Lin Chuxia always had an extra bit of kindness and tolerance for children.

The young boy’s smile broadened as he pointed next door, "Auntie, hello, I’m Hu Qing’an’s son, Hu Xingwei; I live next door."

"Oh, hello Xingwei."

After the greeting, Hu Xingwei contentedly pushed his bike into his compound.

Lin Chuxia chuckled, feeling that the neighbors were not bad so far.

Observing the children often gave insight into the parents’ character. Those who raised warm and sensible children were likely to possess good values themselves.

Lin Chuxia entered her compound and could still hear the loud voice of Hu Xingwei speaking with Sister-in-law Fu next door, along with Sister-in-law Fu’s laughing scolding.

No doubt, children these days were quite fortunate; even without prosperous living conditions, their spiritual world was rich.

Zhuangzhuang, being a child of his age, spent his days chasing chickens and dogs, or playing war games with his friends in trees.

As kids grow up, they have even more pastimes. Even at Hu Xingwei’s age, they didn’t have to stress about competing academically every day, causing the whole family to be in an upheaval.

Of course, getting into university was great, but if not, there was the job succession system. Even if someone had poor academic scores and couldn’t succeed the work of engineers like Engineer Hu, they could still find a similar position within the company.

After all, children born in this era could see the end right from the beginning.

Unlike later on, even if they studied fiercely, competing as if fueled by chicken blood, using up all the family’s energy and financial resources, they still wouldn’t know what kind of future lay ahead.