Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

In that warm living room, Dongdong was keenly aware of Shen Qingyue's emotions.

He sat quietly aside, his little figure looking particularly sensible. Dongdong didn't speak anymore, just watched the TV quietly, but he glanced at Shen Qingyue from the corner of his eyes from time to time, as if he was silently caring about her.

Dongdong knew that Shen Qingyue needed some alone time to sort out her emotions at this moment.

Although he is young, he already knows how to give others space when appropriate.

Shen Qingyue slowly stood up and walked to her room.

Her steps seemed a little heavy, and her heart was filled with the fatigue and complicated thoughts of the day. After entering the room, she gently closed the door to isolate herself from the noise of the outside world.

In the dim room, Shen Qingyue sat quietly by the bed. Her eyes were staring blankly out of the window. The night was dark and the stars were faint.

A deep melancholy came over her. After a moment, Shen Qingyue sighed softly, and her thoughts involuntarily drifted to Jiang Mingyuan, who was working far away in the south.

Jiang Mingyuan occupies a special place in her heart at this time. He is not only her relative, but also her support in difficult moments.

She gently stroked the sheets, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: If Jiang Mingyuan were here, maybe she wouldn't need to worry about everything.

When Shen Qingyue was immersed in her own thoughts in the room, there was a gentle knock on the door.

She looked up at the door and saw Dongdong carefully pushing the door open and coming in, holding a plate of steaming food in his hand.

"Mom, I've heated up some food for you." There was a trace of concern in Dongdong's voice.

A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Qingyue's eyes, and she replied with a smile: "Dongdong, you're up so late, and you even heated the meal for me."

Dongdong put the food on the table, with a proud smile on her lips, but pretended not to care: "I know mommy might be hungry, so I just want to help you heat something up."

Shen Qingyue felt a warmth, and she walked over and patted Dongdong's head gently: "Thank you, Dongdong, mom is very happy."

Dongdong raised his head slightly, looking like a little adult: "Mom, hurry up and eat, don't let the food get cold."

Shen Qingyue sat down and began to taste the meal Dongdong prepared for her. Every bite reveals Dongdong’s intentions.

As she ate the meal, Shen Qingyue gradually relaxed, and her eyes fell softly on Dongdong: "Dongdong, you are really my mother's little stick, I have let you worry about me today."

Dongdong showed a proud little smile, as if to say: "Of course, I am mom's good helper."

Shen Qingyue looked at this smart little guy and felt moved in her heart.

Shen Qingyue ate the warm winter food, and the fatigue in her heart gradually dissipated. She looked up at Dongdong, with her mother's concern in her eyes: "Dongdong, are there any changes in the school recently?"

Dongdong's expression became a little serious. He put down the spoon in his hand and answered seriously: "Well, there have been changes. Many classmates have transferred to other schools recently, and now there are only a few people left in our class."

Shen Qingyue frowned, her voice filled with confusion: "Why do so many students transfer schools?"

Dongdong put down his spoon and said seriously: "I heard that because the county magistrate reopened a school, many parents transferred their children there."

Shen Qingyue was surprised, with a hint of confusion in her voice: "The county magistrate has opened a new school? This is the first time for us." Dongdong nodded, his voice seemed a little disappointed: "Yes, Mom, there are many All my classmates have left. We are the only ones in the class now."

Shen Qingyue thought for a moment, and then said gently: "Dongdong, mom thinks maybe we should consider transferring you to a new school. That way you might be able to be with your friends again."

Dongdong's eyes flashed immediately, with an excited expression on his face: "Really, Mom? Can I see my friends again?"

Shen Qingyue smiled and nodded, her voice full of tenderness: "Yes, Dongdong. If that makes you happy, mom will help you transfer to another school."

Dongdong jumped up, and there was a joy unique to children in his voice: "Great! I really miss them. Our class is too quiet now, and sometimes I feel a little bored."

Seeing Dongdong so happy, Shen Qingyue felt a sense of joy in her heart: "Then mom will go to the school tomorrow to inquire about transferring to another school."

Shen Qingyue stood up gently, with a warm smile of maternal love on her face.

She stretched out her hand, hugged Dongdong gently, and said softly: "Okay, Dongdong, it's already very late, we should rest."

Dongdong nestled quietly in Shen Qingyue's arms, with a reassuring expression on his little face. He said softly: "Okay, Mom."

When they arrived in the bedroom, Shen Qingyue gently placed Dongdong on the bed and carefully tucked him in.

She sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking Dongdong's hair, and said in a soft voice: "Dongdong, go to bed quickly. I have to go to school tomorrow."

Dongdong nodded slightly, with expectations for the future in his eyes: "Yes, I know, mom. Good night."

Shen Qingyue gently kissed Dongdong's forehead and responded softly: "Good night, Dongdong. Have a sweet dream."

Then, Shen Qingyue stood up, walked out of the bedroom gently, closed the door, leaving Dongdong a quiet sleeping space.

The next day, Shen Qingyue was awakened by the warmth of the sun shining on her face. She opened her eyes, looked out the window, and found that the sun was high in the sky.

She sat up in surprise and secretly blamed herself: "Why did I sleep for so long? Maybe I was too tired."

She quickly looked at the alarm clock and saw that it was already past nine in the morning.

Shen Qingyue felt a little anxious because she hadn't sent Dongdong to school yet. She quickly jumped out of bed and began to tidy herself up hastily.

At this time, Shen Qingyue hurriedly walked into the living room and found that Li Huimin had arrived at her home.

Li Huimin was busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Fresh soy milk, hot steamed buns and carefully made side dishes were already placed on the table. Shen Qingyue felt surprised and warm when she saw this scene.

Li Huimin looked up and saw Shen Qingyue, smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, you finally got up. I guess you rested very late last night, so I wanted to help."

Shen Qingyue walked over gratefully and said softly: "I'm really sorry to trouble you. I was indeed a little tired yesterday."

Li Huimin waved her hand and replied gently: "It's okay, sister-in-law. I know you've been under a lot of pressure recently, so it's always good to get more rest. I also brought some fresh fruit."

Shen Qingyue sat down and began to slowly taste the breakfast prepared by Li Huimin. She gently asked her fourth sister-in-law: "Why did you come here so early in the morning?"