After transmigrating, I became a mother of three?!

With Zeng Chengxue's math competition just around the corner, Tang Min began preparing what she needed to bring.

Inside the bedroom, a person was muttering to themselves.

"Take this with you, but you don't need this. The temperature over there is the same as here, right?"

Tang Min kept taking things out of the wardrobe and putting them back in, and the bed was already completely filled with them.

Looking at the clothes on the bed, Tang Min's long-lost fear of making choices kicked in again. She scratched her head, hesitant and undecided.

Sigh, when Aunt He offered to help her pack her luggage, she shamelessly patted her chest and said she could manage it all herself. Little did she know that last time, just packing for a two-day trip to Yanbao Amusement Park would give her such a headache.

After a while, Tang Min completely lost her strength and collapsed onto the bed in a spread-eagle position.

There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up!

She gave up, deciding it would be better to leave the packing to Aunt He from now on, and she would just be responsible for dressing.

After figuring things out, Tang Min left the room, intending to take a stroll in Zeng Chengxue's room.

We're leaving tomorrow, and I wonder how Chengxue's preparations are going.

I still remember the last time the three little ones went out with only one backpack. This time they're going to another city, so Cheng Xue probably won't just bring one bag.

Dong dong dong

"Mother?"

Zeng Chengxue poked her little head out and looked at the people outside the door.

Tang Min stood at the door, smiling at Zeng Chengxue, "How are the preparations going?"

Although she knew she might not be able to help much, Tang Min felt it was better to show concern, since this was Cheng Xue's first major competition.

"Yes, it's almost done."

Zeng Chengxue opened the door and welcomed Tang Min into the room.

This was Tang Min's second time visiting Zeng Chengxue's room. Just like the first time, it was a typical girl's room, filled with light-colored decorations.

Tang Min even complained about it at the time.

Zeng Chengxue led Tang Min to her bedroom. Does this child have obsessive-compulsive disorder?

As Tang Min walked, she sighed. Unlike Tang Min's room, Zeng Chengxue's room was neatly arranged, showing that it was tidied up regularly.

Do you usually tidy up your room yourself?

"Yes, I'll pack myself; it'll be easier to find things that way."

Zeng Chengxue answered nonchalantly, as if it were a very ordinary thing.

This made Tang Min feel somewhat ashamed; she, a woman in her twenties, was not as good as a little girl who was only a few years old.

Without even looking, Zeng Chengxue's luggage must have been packed long ago.

Sure enough, Tang Min looked down at the bedroom floor and saw a silver suitcase sitting there.

The suitcase was open, and the luggage was neatly arranged in small packages inside, each with a label carefully affixed to it.

Looking through them, there were shirts, pants, toiletries, and everything else imaginable.

Tang Min stared wide-eyed at the box in disbelief, "You packed all of this yourself?"

"Yes"

Zeng Chengxue looked exactly like Zeng Yunchen at this moment, with a calm expression.

"No, how did you know it needed to be organized this way?"

She said that she had never seen such a neatly organized suitcase in her entire life.

"There are plenty of resources online, just look them up and learn." "Doesn't Mom know how?"

Zeng Chengxue looked at Tang Min with innocent eyes, as if to say, "Isn't this what should be done?"

Tang Min avoided Zeng Chengxue awkwardly, then turned around and pretended to look around the room.

Seeing that Tang Min did not answer, Zeng Chengxue did not ask any further questions and went forward to check the contents of the suitcase again.

After a while, he nodded, clapped his hands, and closed the book with satisfaction.

"Are you done tidying up?"

"All done."

"Are you only bringing this one suitcase?"

Although I didn't look carefully just now, based on Tang Min's experience, I should have taken another bag with me. It would be convenient to put any urgent items in the bag and retrieve them easily.

"No, I still need to carry my little schoolbag."

Zeng Chengxue pointed to a pink student backpack on the bed as she answered.

Tang Min nodded. Sure enough, Cheng Xue could think of the same thing she had thought of.

Over the course of their time together, she increasingly felt that, in front of the three little ones—well, no, apart from Zeng Chengjing, she was actually less composed and calm than the other two siblings.

It must be said that these children are really good at taking care of themselves.

"Does Mom want to see what's in my bag?"

"Ah, is that okay?"

Tang Min was somewhat flattered by Zeng Chengxue's unintentional invitation.

"Of course, Mom sits here."

Zeng Chengxue sat at the foot of the bed and patted the spot next to her.

"This mainly contains practice problems for math competitions, along with pens, notebooks, and the like."

Contrary to Tang Min's expectations, Zeng Chengxue's small backpack was not filled with stationery or anything like that. Instead, it was full of books and notebooks, with only a purple pencil case that looked quite cute.

"You like purple?"

Tang Min took out the pencil case and asked Zeng Chengxue.

"Yes, it's my favorite color."

Zeng Chengxue nodded obediently.

Tang Min looked at the room, which was decorated entirely in pink, and realized that there wasn't a single color that Zeng Chengxue liked.

"However, I like pink too, just not as much."

Seeing Tang Min looking at her room, Zeng Chengxue slowly leaned on her arm and spoke quietly.

Tang Min raised the corners of her mouth slightly and rested her chin on Zeng Chengxue's head.

"really?"

"........"

There was a long silence.

Zeng Chengxue remembered that her mother had told them to say whatever they wanted, but since her father had decorated the room, she hadn't objected at the time.

Even if you don't like it now, you can't redecorate it. When you grow up, try to make yourself a room you like.

Tang Min raised an eyebrow and said with a smile.

Children shouldn't have all their wishes fulfilled; they need to experience what regret is and that there's no going back.

"Has Mom finished packing? Do you need my help?"

The two questions in quick succession made Tang Min a little embarrassed.

If Hua Manyan knew that she had let a little kid pack her luggage, she would laugh at her to death.

Not yet, it'll be soon.

Tang Min tilted her chin up, her eyes darting around.

She didn't want Cheng Xue to see that she was feeling guilty.

"Mom, you can also tell me if you need any help."

Cheng Xue was completely unaware of Tang Min's subtle movements. She lay peacefully in Tang Min's arms, her eyes opening and closing, and she was about to fall asleep.

Tang Min carefully took out her phone; before she knew it, it was already four or five in the afternoon.

Is Cheng Xue sleepy so early?!

Speaking of which, several days have passed since the "study room incident," and the three little ones have all tacitly avoided going to their own rooms to sleep.

So this is the second time that Zeng Chengxue has fallen asleep in Tang Min's arms.

Looking at the dark circles under Zeng Chengxue's eyes, this child said she wasn't under any pressure, but she must have felt some pressure.

Dong dong dong

Someone knocked on Zeng Chengxue's door again.