Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

Shen Qingyue responded with a smile: "Aunt Wang, I also learned a lot of cooking tips. I must try them when I go back."

After lunch, Shen Qingyue sat in the yard with her two elders, enjoying the leisure time in the afternoon.

Uncle Zhao was smoking a dry cigarette with empty eyes, as if he was recalling the past years; Aunt Wang was carefully telling Shen Qingyue stories and anecdotes about the village.

In the company of Shen Qingyue, Uncle Zhao and Aunt Wang often had gentle smiles on their faces.

Although life has brought them many difficulties, Shen Qingyue's existence seems to have injected new hope into this small courtyard.

He turned to Shen Qingyue, with a calmness and gratitude in his voice: "Qingyue, with you here, my house feels much more lively these days. You are like our family."

Aunt Wang added gently: "Yes, Qingyue, you are like our daughter. With you here, we feel much more at ease."

Shen Qingyue also had a warm smile on her face, and she replied gently: "Godfather, Aunt Wang, I feel very happy to be able to help you. The life here makes me feel a different kind of peace."

Under the sunset, the three of them were like a family, enjoying a peaceful and harmonious moment.

The plants in the yard sway gently in the breeze and make rustling sounds, adding a bit of vividness to this warm scene.

During these few days of getting along, Shen Qingyue and the two elders established a deep relationship.

One afternoon, the three of them were sitting in the yard and resting. Shen Qingyue accidentally brought up the issue of Uncle Zhao and Aunt Wang's son, Xiaogang.

Her tone was full of concern: "Godfather, Aunt Wang, I have been thinking that maybe we can find some ways to help Xiaogang get out of his current predicament."

Uncle Zhao sighed, with deep helplessness on his face: "Qingyue, we have also thought of many ways. However, we may have neglected discipline when we were young and failed to give him enough attention and guidance."

Aunt Wang's eyes were full of regret: "Yes, we were too busy with work and neglected his education. Now he is addicted to gambling, and we really don't know what to do."

Shen Qingyue looked at Uncle Zhao and Aunt Wang seriously. Her voice was full of determination: "Godfather, Aunt Wang, sometimes some strict measures may be necessary. Consider sending Xiaogang to a place with strict discipline. An environment, such as a professional gambling rehabilitation center, may be helpful to him.”

Uncle Zhao's expression seemed conflicted. He shook his head, with hesitation and pain in his voice: "Qingyue, this idea sounds like a solution, but Xiaogang is our son after all, and we can't bear to do this to him."

Aunt Wang held the handkerchief nervously, with tears in her eyes: "Yes, although he made a mistake, how could we bear to send him to a place like that? We always hope that he can get better slowly at home. "

Shen Qingyue sighed deeply, her voice revealing infinite understanding: "Godfather, Aunt Wang, I know this is a difficult decision for you. If there are any difficulties or troubles, you must Tell me. Jiang Mingyuan and I will do our best to help, and even if there are any problems, we can provide for you. "

After hearing this, Uncle Zhao and Aunt Wang felt a trace of gratitude in their eyes. Uncle Zhao said slowly: "Qingyue, we are really grateful that you think so. But you also have your own life, and we can't always trouble you."

Aunt Wang gently held Shen Qingyue's hand, her eyes full of gratitude: "Qingyue, you care about us so much, just like our own daughter. We are very grateful and comforted. With you here, we feel happy So panicked.”

Shen Qingyue responded gently: "Godfather, Aunt Wang, you are just like my relatives. It is right to help relatives. Jiang Mingyuan and I both believe so. You don't have to have any worries."

Uncle Zhao nodded, his eyes gradually becoming firm: "Qingyue, since you said so, we won't be polite. With your support, we will be more confident in facing Xiaogang's problem."

A warm smile broke out on Aunt Wang's face, and there was a hint of strength in her voice: "Yes, with your help, we believe we will find a solution." The sunset dyed the sky red, and the people in the yard The atmosphere becomes more welcoming.

Shen Qingyue, Uncle Zhao and Aunt Wang just sat together, enjoying this rare family warmth.

The next morning, when Shen Qingyue was helping Aunt Wang prepare breakfast in the kitchen, her cell phone suddenly rang.

She answered the phone, her expression gradually becoming serious. There was a hurried voice on the other end of the phone. It was obvious that something urgent had happened.

"Qingyue, what's wrong with you?" Aunt Wang noticed the changes in Shen Qingyue's face and asked with concern.

Shen Qingyue put down the phone and tried her best to stay calm: "Aunt Wang, it was a call from home, saying that there was a problem there and that I might need to go back."

Uncle Zhao walked into the kitchen and when he heard this, he said with concern: "Qingyue, if you have anything to do, go back first."

Shen Qingyue nodded, with a hint of worry in her expression: "Thank you godfather, Aunt Wang. I have to go back quickly to check the situation."

A trace of reluctance flashed in Aunt Wang's eyes: "Qingyue, be careful on the road."

Shen Qingyue smiled and comforted the two elders: "Don't worry, I will be careful. You should also take care of yourselves. I will come back to see you again."

Early the next morning, after the three of them had a simple breakfast, Shen Qingyue packed up her things and prepared to return to the county town.

Uncle Zhao and Aunt Wang stood at the door of the yard, watching her leave.

Shen Qingyue carried the small bag, turned to face the two elders, and said with a smile: "Godfather, Aunt Wang, don't give it away. I will come back to visit you when I have the opportunity."

Aunt Wang's eyes were filled with reluctance: "Qingyue, be careful on the road and call us in time if anything happens."

Uncle Zhao nodded in agreement: "Yes, safety comes first. Don't worry about our affairs here, just concentrate on your affairs."

Shen Qingyue waved to them, turned and walked towards the entrance of the village. Her steps were firm, and although she was a little worried, she was also full of determination.

Walking to the entrance of the village, Shen Qingyue got on the bus to the county seat. There were already some passengers in the car, most of whom were villagers heading to the county town for business or shopping.

She found a seat by the window and sat down. Outside the window was the familiar rural scenery, with fields, trees and distant hills looking particularly peaceful in the morning light.

The bus started slowly, and Shen Qingyue leaned on her seat, looking through the window and silently watching the scenery outside the window.

After several hours of turbulence, the shuttle finally arrived at the county station. People were in a hurry, some had just gotten off the train, and some were preparing to embark on their journey, each with their own concerns.

Shen Qingyue stepped out of the car, wearing a simple dress and carrying a handbag, with a hint of imperceptible anxiety on her face.

She quickly walked through the crowd and headed home anxiously. There are old buildings on both sides of the street, with various daily necessities displayed in the windows, and there are all kinds of pedestrians on the street. (End of chapter)