Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

So, they went to the cotton candy stall again, and Dongdong chose a big colorful marshmallow, with a smile on his face as bright as the sun.

Jiang Mingyuan and Dongdong walked around the market, and their baskets were filled with various ingredients.

Dongdong held his own marshmallow in his hand, with a satisfied smile on his face.

He followed Jiang Mingyuan through the crowd in the market, looking back at the treasure in his hand from time to time.

Jiang Mingyuan reminded Dongdong softly: "Be careful, don't let the marshmallows get dusty."

Dongdong nodded seriously, carefully protecting his marshmallows while also helping to carry some light bags.

Dongdong suddenly stopped, a glimmer of recognition flashed in his eyes. He pointed to a figure not far away and said excitedly: "Dad, look, isn't that my teacher?"

Jiang Mingyuan looked in the direction of Dongdong's finger and saw a gentle man picking fruits.

His movements were elegant and his expression was focused, and he obviously didn't notice the existence of Dongdong and Jiang Mingyuan.

"I'll call him!" Dongdong blurted out, with an excited smile on his face. He trotted closer to the teacher.

When Dongdong trotted closer to the man, Jiang Mingyuan frowned slightly.

He recognized this person - Zhang Tao, Dongdong's class teacher. He remembered that his sister-in-law once reminded him to pay special attention to this person, as he seemed to have some unknown stories.

"Dad, this is my class teacher, Teacher Zhang." Dongdong introduced excitedly.

Zhang Tao turned around with a kind smile on his face and nodded to Dongdong: "Dongdong, you are also coming to the market today. This is..."

Jiang Mingyuan stepped forward and said politely but slightly warily: "Hello, Teacher Zhang, I am Dongdong's father, Jiang Mingyuan."

Zhang Tao smiled and shook hands with Jiang Mingyuan: "Oh, it turns out to be Dongdong's father, hello. Dongdong does very well in school and is a smart child."

Jiang Mingyuan responded, but felt a little wary. He noticed Zhang Tao's words and deeds and tried to find some clues from them.

Dongdong was completely unaware of the subtle atmosphere among adults. He continued to chat excitedly with Teacher Zhang about school matters.

Zhang Tao showed great concern for Dongdong and offered some words of encouragement from time to time. He seemed like an ordinary and kind teacher.

After Zhang Tao shook hands with Jiang Mingyuan, his eyes lingered on him for a moment.

There was an assessment look in his eyes, as if he was trying to better understand Dongdong's father in front of him.

"Mr. Jiang, I heard that you often travel on business. It's not easy to find time to accompany Dongdong." There was a hint of polite appreciation in Zhang Tao's voice.

Jiang Mingyuan nodded slightly and remained polite, but he was still a little wary: "Yes, try your best. I think companionship is very important for children."

During the conversation, Jiang Mingyuan noticed that Zhang Tao's eyes were looking at him from time to time.

Although he remained polite on the surface, Jiang Mingyuan could feel a subtle contempt hidden in those eyes.

Jiang Mingyuan frowned slightly, but did not show his displeasure. He remained polite, but inwardly he became more wary.

When the conversation with Zhang Tao was about to end, Dongdong turned to his class teacher, with innocence shining in his eyes.

"Teacher Zhang, we have to leave. See you next week!" Dongdong waved his hands, with a child's unique carefree smile on his face.

Zhang Tao returned a gentle smile to Dongdong, and his voice revealed kindness: "Okay, Dongdong, have a nice weekend, see you next week."

Jiang Mingyuan watched this warm scene, but he still maintained a trace of vigilance in his heart. He nodded politely to Zhang Tao to say goodbye.

"Teacher Zhang, goodbye." Jiang Mingyuan's voice was calm, but there were still unfathomable thoughts in his eyes.

Zhang Tao nodded in response to Jiang Mingyuan's farewell, and there seemed to be an unspoken meaning in his eyes.

Jiang Mingyuan held Dongdong's hand and slowly left Zhang Tao's sight. They walked through the bustling market and returned to their home.

On the way home, Jiang Mingyuan's mind was not completely relaxed.

He thought about Zhang Tao's words and deeds, and the doubts in his heart did not dissipate because of this brief exchange.

Jiang Mingyuan brought Dongdong back home, and Dongdong's face was still filled with the joy of the trip to the market.

He put down the snacks in his hands, ran excitedly to the TV, and turned on his favorite cartoon program.

Jiang Mingyuan walked into the kitchen and started preparing lunch. He took out fresh vegetables and meat from the basket, washed and cut them quietly. During the cooking process, his mind was not entirely on the food.

He was thinking deeply, recalling what happened in the garment factory last night.

My heart was full of doubts, and I didn't understand who would pose a threat to Shen Qingyue and their family.

As he peeled potatoes, he thought about possible suspects. Who is that mysterious figure?

The knife was cutting quickly on the cutting board, and the sound of the blade and the cutting board echoed in the kitchen along with his thoughts.

His brows were furrowed, and the uneasiness in his heart seemed to intensify as time went by.

Jiang Mingyuan was so immersed in thinking about last night's events that he didn't notice that his hand had slowly slid towards the blade.

Suddenly, a tingling sensation came, and his attention immediately returned to reality.

Jiang Mingyuan looked down and found that the tip of the knife accidentally cut his finger, and bright red blood seeped out from the cut.

"Ah!" Jiang Mingyuan exhaled softly. He quickly put down the knife and pressed the injured finger tightly with his other hand.

Dongdong heard the noise and ran over from the living room. When he saw Jiang Mingyuan's fingers bleeding, there was a worried look in his eyes: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Mingyuan tried his best to stay calm and didn't want Dongdong to worry too much: "It's okay, dad just accidentally cut his hand. You go back to the living room and watch TV first, and dad will take care of it."

He walked under the sink and carefully washed the wound, and the bright red blood washed away with the water.

Dongdong stood at the door of the kitchen, his eyes full of concern, but he obeyed and did not come closer.

Jiang Mingyuan quickly walked to the living room, took out the first aid kit from the cabinet, and softly comforted the worried Dongdong: "Don't worry, Dad will be fine."

He sat on the sofa, carefully opened the first aid kit, and took out disinfectant and bandages.

Dongdong stood aside nervously, his eyes never leaving Jiang Mingyuan's hand.

Jiang Mingyuan gently disinfected the wound. The stinging sensation made him frown slightly, but he tried to keep a calm expression, not wanting to make Dongdong worry more.

"Look, this is much better." Jiang Mingyuan said to Dongdong while cleaning up, with a hint of smile in his voice.

Dongdong looked at Jiang Mingyuan's hand wrapped in a bandage, and his little face was full of concern: "Dad, does it hurt?"