Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

Shen Qingyue was deeply touched by this understanding. She knew that although Jiang Mingyuan usually didn't say much, he was always paying attention to her needs silently and trying his best to help her.

"Then let's move these textile machines in together. With them, our clothing store will have more hope."

The two of them moved the textile machine together, and Shen Qingyue's heart was filled with gratitude and determination.

She knew that with these devices, she was one step closer to her dream.

After the transportation was completed, Jiang Mingyuan looked at Shen Qingyue and said softly: "If you need any help, let me know at any time. I will do my best to support you."

Shen Qingyue returned to the house, her eyes full of gratitude. She sat down at the small desk in the house and opened the drawer that was always carefully locked.

She took out a few hundred dollars from it, which she had saved in daily life. She stood up and turned to Jiang Mingyuan, holding the banknotes tightly in her hands.

Jiang Mingyuan looked at the money in her hand and frowned slightly, looking a little uncomfortable.

He waved his hand and said he didn't need it: "Qingyue, I really don't need the money."

But Shen Qingyue had a determined expression on her face. She walked up to Jiang Mingyuan and forced the money into his hand.

Her movements were quick and resolute, leaving Jiang Mingyuan no chance to refuse.

"Mingyuan, you always do a lot of things silently. I know you don't do it for money. But this is what I should do as your wife. You can't let me contribute nothing." Shen Qingyue's voice said Revealing a hint of persistence.

Jiang Mingyuan looked at Shen Qingyue's determined eyes and finally took the money helplessly. He knew that Shen Qingyue was expressing her gratitude in her own way.

"Okay, then I'll accept it. However, you must also remember that no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must tell me and we will face it together." Jiang Mingyuan's tone contained a hint of gentleness.

Shen Qingyue smiled slightly, her eyes shining with gratitude: "Of course, we are a family."

Afterwards, Shen Qingyue and Jiang Mingyuan sat down on the sofa in the living room and started chatting about daily things.

During the conversation, their topic turned to their child, Dongdong.

"Dongdong will start school soon." Shen Qingyue said softly, with mother's concern in her eyes.

Jiang Mingyuan nodded, with a sense of responsibility in his eyes: "Yes, time flies so fast. I will work hard to make money to ensure that Dongdong has enough tuition and living expenses."

Shen Qingyue sat on the sofa and looked at Jiang Mingyuan, feeling worried in her heart. She knew her clothing business might require her to travel out of town, but she also knew that wouldn't happen right away, so she didn't express the concern right away.

Shen Qingyue spoke softly, trying to relieve Jiang Mingyuan's pressure: "Mingyuan, don't put too much pressure on yourself. You don't have to worry about Dongdong's affairs alone. The child is our common responsibility."

Jiang Mingyuan looked at Shen Qingyue, his eyes full of gratitude: "I know, Qingyue, I also want to share some of the pressure with you. Besides, I am Dongdong's father, so I should do this."

Shen Qingyue felt Jiang Mingyuan's warmth, and she couldn't help but feel moved in her heart.

She took a deep breath, and then shared some recent events in the bakery with Jiang Mingyuan.

"Mingyuan, I recently asked Li Huimin to help in the bakery, and also asked her to take care of the silkworms we raise." Shen Qingyue's voice had a hint of worry.

After hearing this, Jiang Mingyuan frowned slightly, looking a little surprised: "Qingyue, why are you still helping her? You have forgotten what they have done before."

Shen Qingyue sighed, and the expression on his face became a little heavy: "I know. But Li Huimin was beaten by Jiang Minghui and was kicked out of the house. I feel that no matter what, I have to help." Jiang Mingyuan listened. As Shen Qingyue spoke, the expression on his face became serious, and it was obvious that he was angry at what Jiang Minghui had done.

"This Jiang Minghui actually beats his own wife. He is really capable of bullying his family." There was a hint of determination in Jiang Mingyuan's voice, as if he was planning to go to the Jiang family to argue.

Shen Qingyue quickly held his hand, shook her head, and said in a firm and calm tone: "Mingyuan, no need. We don't want to have anything to do with them anymore. If you go to him to argue, it will only make things more complicated. "

Jiang Mingyuan looked at Shen Qingyue's firm eyes, slowly loosened his fist, and finally nodded: "Okay, I listen to you. But Li Huimin"

Shen Qingyue smiled slightly and looked at Jiang Mingyuan gratefully: "I know you are worried about Li Huimin, I will pay attention to it. Besides, there is also a sister-in-law in the store. She has been doing very well recently. She may have really changed her ways."

Jiang Mingyuan was silent for a while, and then replied seriously: "I know, she treated you like that before, and you still took her in. If she continues to be ungrateful, I will drive her away,"

The two sat on the sofa in the living room and continued talking for a while, sharing their thoughts and plans for the future.

Despite some worries and difficulties, their conversations were always filled with mutual understanding.

As the night progressed, Shen Qingyue stood up, glanced at the night outside the window, and said softly: "It's getting late, we should rest."

Jiang Mingyuan nodded, stood up and accompanied Shen Qingyue to the bedroom. The two of them felt the warmth and tranquility of the family on this quiet night.

The next morning, Shen Qingyue got up early and began to explore the newly arrived textile machines with great anticipation.

She stood in front of two old textile looms, her eyes flashing with inquiry.

These machines were significantly different from the modern textile machines she had seen before. They looked rougher and bulkier, and operated very differently.

Shen Qingyue patiently studied each part, trying to understand how they worked.

She gently turned the machine's handle, carefully observing each turning gear and bearing.

Despite the challenges, she always had an expression of perseverance and determination on her face.

Shen Qingyue is not in a hurry for success, she knows that this is a job that requires time and patience.

After a whole morning of fumbling and trying, she finally managed to come up with a simple pattern.

Although the results are not perfect, for beginners, this is already a big improvement.

Shen Qingyue stood next to the machine, looking slightly tired, but her eyes shone with satisfaction and accomplishment.

She knows that this is just the beginning and there is still a long road ahead, but she has taken the first step.

When Shen Qingyue was busy next to the textile machine, Dongdong walked over curiously, her little eyes full of curiosity.

"Mom, what is this big thing?" Dongdong's voice was filled with the unique innocence of a child.

Shen Qingyue smiled slightly, stopped what she was doing, squatted down and said to Dongdong face to face: "This is called a textile machine. It can help us make cloth and clothes."