Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

The next day.

The morning light is shining and the roosters are crowing.

Shen Qingyue opened her eyes in confusion. Her eyes were still a little hazy from the night, but soon her expression returned to its usual calmness.

Outside, the sun shines through the sparse clouds and shines on the soil, mottled with a bit of daily warmth.

"Sister Qingyue, come and see, there's an outsider coming to the village, saying they're looking for Jiang Mingyuan." Xiaofang from next door excitedly ran to knock on the door.

Shen Qingyue tidied up, put on a simple cotton dress, and walked out of the room.

At the entrance of the village, an old jeep was parked there. Amidst the flying dust, a man in a Chinese tunic suit got out of the car, holding a banner in his hand.

The man looked to be in his forties, with a serious face and an unquestionable majesty in his eyes.

Shen Qingyue's eyes searched the crowd and finally landed on Jiang Mingyuan's familiar and cold figure.

Jiang Mingyuan was obviously caught off guard by this sudden visitor.

When Comrade Li saw Jiang Mingyuan, he strode forward with a sonorous voice: "Comrade Jiang Mingyuan, we have heard about last night's deeds. Your behavior reflects the exemplary role of a party member. This is a reward for you."

With that said, he handed the banner to Jiang Mingyuan.

The crowd in the village immediately burst into cheers, and Jiang Mingyuan became a hero in everyone's eyes.

And Jiang Mingyuan, with his deep eyes, was unconsciously searching for something in the crowd.

Shen Qingyue stood on the edge of the crowd, watching all this with complicated eyes, and the feelings in her heart were complicated and indescribable.

"Sister Qingyue, look, Jiang Mingyuan is really a man!" Xiaofang said excitedly next to him.

Shen Qingyue nodded gently, without a trace of emotion in her tone: "Yes, he did a good job."

Although her words were plain, they could not hide the glimmer in her eyes.

Xiaofang obviously didn't realize the deep meaning in Shen Qingyue's tone, and continued excitedly.

"Didn't you hear? Because of what happened last night, Jiang Mingyuan was promoted to a full-time worker, and the textile factory even gave him a house with two bedrooms and one living room. I'm so envious."

When Shen Qingyue heard the news, her eyes narrowed slightly unconsciously, but she soon returned to her usual indifference.

"He deserves it."

At this time, Comrade Li was talking to Jiang Mingyuan, and the villagers gathered around with joyful smiles on their faces.

Comrade Li's voice came through the crowd, upright and awe-inspiring.

"Comrade Jiang Mingyuan, your behavior last night not only protected public property, but also showed the true character of a party member. The textile factory has decided that from now on, you will become our official worker. This is your transfer order."

Jiang Mingyuan stood surrounded by villagers. There was not much expression of joy on his face, only the calmness as always.

"Thank you for the trust in the organization and I will continue to work hard."

His eyes swept across the crowd unconsciously, seeming to be looking for something, or someone.

But Shen Qingyue always stood outside the crowd and did not take a step forward.

As the village chief, Shen Heyue slowly walked forward amidst the cheers of the crowd. His face was serious and his unique majesty made the voices around him unconsciously lower.

Shen Heyue let out a clear and powerful "cough" from his throat.

Everyone's eyes turned to him in unison, and silence spread heavily across the land. "Comrade Jiang Mingyuan," Shen Heyue spoke in a deep voice, each word resonant, "your actions last night set an example for our village. On behalf of the whole village, I would like to express my gratitude and respect to you. Your name will be engraved on the On our village’s honor roll.”

Jiang Mingyuan nodded lightly, with an almost invisible smile at the corner of his mouth: "Father-in-law, thank you. I just did what I should do."

The surrounding villagers began to whisper, and they exchanged admiration for Jiang Mingyuan with appreciative eyes.

However, in these eyes, Shen Qingyue's eyes seemed more complicated.

Shen Qingyue stood quietly in the crowd, looking at the man surrounded by the crowd. Her father's voice echoed in her ears, but her mind seemed to be far away.

Shen Heyue turned around and looked at his daughter standing on the edge of the crowd. He knew her temperament, silent and reserved, just like her mother.

"Qingyue," Shen Heyue called her in a gentle tone unique to his father, with expectations in his tone, "you were also a heroic child when you were a child. I hope you can applaud Comrade Jiang Mingyuan's actions."

Everyone's eyes shifted to Shen Qingyue, including Jiang Mingyuan's calm eyes.

Shen Qingyue took a deep breath, but she had mixed feelings in her heart.

She clearly remembered the insurmountable gap between her and Jiang Mingyuan, but at this moment, under the expectation of everyone, she clapped gently, and every applause was heavy and clear.

Her applause was not enthusiastic, but it was not indifferent either. Just like her usual attitude, it was calm and respectful.

When Jiang Mingyuan heard Shen Qingyue's applause, his eyes seemed to pause for a moment. He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

Silence once again drew a curtain between them.

Jiang Mingde stood on the edge of the crowd, his eyes unconsciously revealing deep jealousy.

His clenched fists trembled slightly under his sleeves, trying to hide his emotions.

"If I were half as capable as him, wouldn't it be..." Before Jiang Mingde could finish his words, he was interrupted by Huang Guibing on the side.

With a rare calmness and sharpness, Huang Guibing said quietly but clearly: "Even if you have half of his ability, you still won't be him. He has his calmness and judgment, you..."

Her words were full of dissatisfaction and sarcasm.

"What did you say?" Jiang Mingde turned around, the fire in his eyes seemed to burn Huang Guibing, "I'm not worse than him!"

Huang Guibing looked back provocatively, "Then why don't you step forward to receive the award? Why can you only stand at the back of the crowd, envious and jealous?"

"you……"

Jiang Mingde's anger was ignited, but they had returned home. Driven by his anger, he swung his palms out heavily.

A slap sounded in the room, and for a moment, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Huang Guibing covered her face, the light in her eyes became sharper.

Huang Guibing covered her face, the light in her eyes became sharper.She suddenly broke away from her passivity, and her voice became sharp and harsh, full of unwillingness and anger: "You dare to hit me?"

Jiang Mingde stood there, his hands still hanging in the air, his anger and regret intertwined at this moment, his eyes complicated.

"Why can't I hit you? What else can't you do to me like this?" Huang Guibing's voice gradually rose and became excited.

Jiang Mingde's face turned livid: "You...you shrew, what are you talking about?"

"Shrew? Ha, I am a shrew, what about you? A villain who is even jealous of his own brothers, how can he have the nerve to criticize me?"

(End of this chapter)