Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

Chapter 22 Everything will be fine

Lin Shuang gently moved her body and opened the small quilt next to her, revealing the baby sleeping peacefully inside.

She said softly: "Qingyue, come and see your niece."

Shen Qingyue walked over and looked carefully at the still slightly immature face, the small nose, and the pink mouth, which were all so exciting.

She gently picked up the child, her eyes full of tenderness.

"So small, so fragile..."

Shen Qingyue said softly, with endless emotion in her voice.

Lin Shuang stroked the child's little hand: "Yes, Qingyue, you know, when I saw her, my heart completely belonged to him."

Jiang Xudong stood aside, watching Shen Qingyue holding the baby tenderly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He suddenly thought of the scene when he was born. He had never thought about the hard-won life so seriously before.

He asked softly: "Mom, when you gave birth to me, did you also experience so much pain?"

Shen Qingyue looked up at Jiang Xudong, smiled slightly and said, "Dongdong, it was indeed hard at that time, but when I saw you, all the pain became worth it."

Jiang Xudong was stunned and didn't speak. He just walked to Shen Qingyue silently and gently touched the child's little face.

Mom...did you work so hard before?
Zhou Guifang looked at her daughter and grandson with emotion in her eyes.

The cycle of life, the alternation of life and death, all these are deeply emotional.

Lin Shuang said softly: "Qingyue, thank you and Dongdong. With you here, I feel really lucky."

Shen Qingyue held the child in her arms, looked at Lin Shuang deeply, and said in a gentle voice: "Sister-in-law, you are the bravest mother. I believe you will get better."

Not long after, the nurse slowly walked into the ward, with a gentle smile on her face, but a hint of seriousness in her eyes.

"Sorry, the most important thing now is to let the pregnant woman get more rest. Under the current situation, she cannot be overworked."

The nurse said, but her eyes glanced at Shen Qingyue who was holding the baby.

Shen Qingyue understood, and immediately carefully placed the baby back next to Lin Shuang, and said softly: "Sister-in-law, you have a good rest, we will visit you often."

Lin Shuang nodded slightly, with gratitude in his eyes and a hint of fatigue.

Jiang Xudong had mixed feelings in his heart. This was the first time he had seen the birth of life so intimately, and the first time he had experienced the difficulty of life so deeply.

"Sister-in-law," Zhou Guifang said with concern on her face, "I have prepared some nutritional supplements for you. I will keep them here. I hope they can help you recover as soon as possible."

Lin Shuang smiled tiredly: "Thank you, little sister, I will take a good rest."

Jiang Mingyuan has been standing aside silently, his eyes never leaving Shen Qingyue, as if he was looking for something, or to be more precise, trying to remember something.

The cold eyes were in sharp contrast to the warm scene at the moment, as if there was an unbridgeable gap between them.

"Then let's go first. Sister-in-law, you need to have a good rest."

Shen Qingyue said to Lin Shuang again, with reluctance in her voice.

"Don't worry, I will." Lin Shuang responded gently.

Walking in the corridor of the hospital, Jiang Xudong's small hands tightly grasped the corners of Shen Qingyue's clothes, as if he was holding on to not only her clothes, but also a sense of security.

What he saw today made him realize more deeply how difficult it was for his mother. The complex emotions were like a deep pool. He didn't quite understand it yet, but he could already feel it.

"Mom," Dongdong looked at Shen Qingyue gently.

"I want to listen to you every day from now on and stop causing trouble to you."

Shen Qingyue smiled slightly and gently touched Dongdong's head. "You have always been my mother's good boy, and my mother knows that you are very sensible."

A few steps behind Jiang Mingyuan, an inexplicable emotion flashed through his cold eyes.

He naturally knew that there was no relationship between Shen Qingyue and Dongdong before.

He looked at the two of them silently, with emotions rolling in his heart. The emotion was both gratifying and helpless.

"Qingyue," Jiang Mingyuan suddenly broke the silence, with a hint of alienation in his tone, "Thank you for being so good to Dongdong."

Shen Qingyue turned around, looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar face, and said calmly: "He is my child, of course I will be good to him."

Although Shen Qingyue's words were plain, there was a hint of determination, as if it was a matter of course.

"Qingyue..." He hesitated.

Shen Qingyue smiled slightly: "You don't have to say anything, I know what you mean."

Doesn't it mean that you are surprised that he is rumored to be dead, but you still stay by Dongdong's side?
What's so strange about this, Dongdong is her child...

The two looked at each other for a moment, their eyes full of complexity, but they didn't speak anymore and just continued walking in silence.

After returning home, Shen Qingyue had already started preparing the ingredients for making jelly.

The sun shines through the window and hits her body, making her simple dress look particularly warm.

In the small kitchen, the steamer is steaming, and the refreshing aroma comes.

Jiang Mingyuan stopped at the door. He stared at Shen Qingyue's dexterous fingers busy stirring. His eyes seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

"Qingyue," he asked tentatively, "have you been setting up a stall outside these days?"

Shen Qingyue stopped what she was doing and replied calmly: "A few days, maybe a week."

At this moment, Jiang Xudong also walked in, his eyes full of pride.

"Mom, I told Dad that one day I helped you set up a stall, and we sold 20 yuan a day!"

Shen Qingyue chuckled and gently hugged Dongdong into her arms, "Yes, Dongdong really helped a lot that day. He was my mother's little assistant."

Jiang Mingyuan looked at the mother and son with mixed feelings in his heart.

Jiang Mingyuan still stood there, lowering his eyes, watching Shen Qingyue skillfully making jelly with his deep eyes, just like an artist staring at his masterpiece.

His eyes were like deep pools, his tall nose, and sexy thin lips gave people a cold and unreachable feeling.

But it is this kind of him that attracts countless eyes.

Shen Qingyue felt the long-lasting gaze. She stopped what she was doing uncomfortably and looked up at Jiang Mingyuan leisurely.

Under that cold face, there was a hint of tenderness. His face was really beautiful, and could even be said to have more charm than many future stars.

Shen Qingyue herself found this idea a little funny.

"What's wrong, are you looking at it so seriously?"

Shen Qingyue asked gently, with a smile on her lips, trying to break the stiff atmosphere.

Jiang Mingyuan came to his senses instantly and said calmly: "The way you do things is very beautiful."

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

(End of this chapter)