Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

When Li Huimin saw Jiang Mingyuan, he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Brother, why are you back so early?"

Jiang Mingyuan smiled softly, his expression looking calm: "I missed them, mother and son, so I came back early."

When Li Huimin heard Jiang Mingyuan's answer, an envious smile appeared on her face. She said softly: "Sister-in-law is so lucky to have such a considerate husband."

After hearing Li Huimin's words, Shen Qingyue walked out of the kitchen, holding a plate of freshly prepared dishes in her hand.

There was a warm smile on her face, but she didn't say much, she just put down the dish gently.

Li Huimin watched the interaction between Jiang Mingyuan and Shen Qingyue, and some thoughts arose in his heart.

She noticed that although the two seemed harmonious on the surface, there seemed to be a subtle distance between them.

Li Huimin's intuition told her that there might be problems between the couple that she didn't know about.

However, Li Huimin quickly shook his head and sighed secretly in his heart.

She thought that her love life was not all smooth sailing, and she was not in a position to give others relationship advice.

Besides, as an outsider, she really shouldn't interfere too much in Shen Qingyue and Jiang Mingyuan's affairs.

A trace of helplessness flashed in her heart, but she quickly put aside these distracting thoughts and focused on the dinner preparations in front of her.

Li Huimin smiled and continued to help Shen Qingyue with the dishes. Although she was a little worried, she also understood that everyone has their own problems that they need to face in their relationship.

Shen Qingyue placed the dishes on the table, then turned back to the kitchen and continued working.

Li Huimin followed her, and the two of them were busy in the kitchen together, and the atmosphere became relaxed and happy again.

Dongdong was waiting for dinner to be prepared with Jiang Mingyuan in the living room. From time to time, he would run to the kitchen door and poke his head curiously, looking forward to the delicious food that was about to be served.

As the dinner preparations came to an end, Shen Qingyue and Li Huimin brought the last dish to the table.

The kitchen is filled with all kinds of delicious aromas, which are mouth-watering.

Jiang Mingyuan helped place the tableware, while Dongdong was jumping around, excitedly observing the sumptuous dishes on the table.

"Mom, today's food looks delicious!" Dongdong's voice was full of expectation.

Shen Qingyue looked at Dongdong with a smile and responded gently: "Your favorite dish is also available today."

Li Huimin sat at the corner of the dining table, with a hint of admiration in her eyes: "Sister-in-law's craftsmanship is really getting better and better."

At the dining table, the family sat together in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

The dishes are not only delicious, each dish is colorful and exquisitely presented, which will greatly increase your appetite.

Jiang Mingyuan picked up the cup and toasted to everyone: "I'm really happy to have dinner together today."

Everyone clinked glasses with each other and then started enjoying a delicious dinner.

The conversation at the dinner table was light and cheerful, with everyone exchanging daily details and occasionally laughing.

During the leisurely chat and meal, Shen Qingyue's eyes revealed a hint of deep thought. She turned to Li Huimin, her tone gentle but with a hint of seriousness: "Huimin, have you noticed some changes in Aunt Fengying recently?"

Li Huimin was slightly surprised by this sudden question. She put down the chopsticks in her hand and frowned slightly, thinking about how to answer.

Li Huimin gently put down her chopsticks, her expression looking a little thoughtful. After a short silence, she slowly opened her mouth to answer Shen Qingyue's question.

"Sister-in-law, I did notice something unusual." Li Huimin's voice was serious. "Aunt Fengying's husband, that uncle, has been here several times recently. Although I don't know what they were talking about, every time they would find a deserted corner and talk quietly."

Shen Qingyue frowned slightly, and her gaze became deeper: "Does he come here often? Do they look anything unusual?" Her question revealed the importance she attached to this situation.

Li Huimin nodded, with a hint of doubt in her eyes. "Yes, he has been coming more frequently recently. And when they talk, Aunt Fengying always seems nervous and cautious. I don't dare to ask more, after all, this is their family's business."

Shen Qingyue frowned, and she deeply felt the seriousness of the matter. "Huimin, apart from their quiet conversations, did you notice anything else unusual?" Shen Qingyue's voice revealed urgent concern.

Li Huimin thought for a moment, then shook his head: "Sister-in-law, I don't know very well. I only occasionally see them together in the factory, but I don't know what they talked about. Aunt Fengying usually treats us very well. It’s very good, and I don’t see anything wrong with it.”

Shen Qingyue sighed softly, her expression revealing a kind of worry.

However, Li Huimin suddenly remembered something, and a glint of thought flashed in her eyes. "By the way, sister-in-law, there is one thing I think is a little strange. Once I knitted a sweater, but accidentally made it too big. When Aunt Fengying saw it, she took the sweater away and said it was Help me change it."

After hearing this, Shen Qingyue's eyes flashed with alarm: "What then?"

Li Huimin frowned slightly: "I haven't seen that sweater since then. I asked Aunt Fengying what she did with it, and she just vaguely said that it had been taken care of, but she didn't say any more about how it was done."

Shen Qingyue's expression became more serious, and she asked further: "Huimin, after Aunt Fengying took the sweater, did she give you money or other compensation?"

Li Huimin shook his head, the expression on his face looked a little confused: "No, she just said that she would help me change it, and then there was nothing more. I didn't ask any more questions, after all, Aunt Fengying has always been very good to us. "

Shen Qingyue's brows furrowed, and her eyes revealed deep thoughts: "This is indeed strange. She took the clothes away without giving any explanation or providing any compensation."

Shen Qingyue was silent for a moment, gradually piecing together the possibilities of the entire situation. Her eyes became deep and her thoughts were spinning rapidly in her mind.

It was speculated that Aunt Fengying might have secretly taken out the clothes from the factory and sold them, but she didn't know what method she used to make up for the ledger.

Shen Qingyue pondered for a moment. She did not express her guess immediately, but maintained a calm attitude.

She is well aware that any speculation without evidence may lead to unnecessary misunderstandings.

Jiang Mingyuan was keenly aware of Shen Qingyue's worries. He put down his chopsticks gently and stared at her deeply, his eyes full of concern.

Jiang Mingyuan's voice was steady, breaking the relaxed atmosphere at the dinner table: "Qingyue, I think you seem to have something on your mind, do you need my help?"

Shen Qingyue shook her head slightly, with a hint of gratitude in her eyes and firm determination at the same time: "No, Mingyuan. I will handle this matter myself. Thank you."

Her voice was calm, but deep within it lay strength.

Shen Qingyue understood that this matter involved internal issues in the garment factory and she needed to handle it carefully to avoid unnecessary fluctuations.

Jiang Mingyuan nodded, his eyes full of trust: "Okay, I believe you can handle it. But if you need it, tell me at any time."