Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

Jiang Mingyuan said with a firm light in his eyes, "These memories are my most precious treasure after losing my memory."

Shen Qingyue looked at him, the calmness in her eyes melted slightly, and her voice was a little soft: "I believe you, Mingyuan."

The next day, the morning mist caressed the outline of the village and the sun began to rise. The villagers gathered under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village.

Shen Qingyue walked over calmly, her eyes looking extremely calm.

"This is the contract, Lao Wang, can you see if there are any other problems?"

Shen Qingyue handed a document to the middle-aged man in front of her, her tone calm, but revealing an unquestionable firmness.

Lao Wang took the contract and scrutinized every word with his eyes behind his glasses. Finally, he raised his head with a satisfied smile on his face: "Everything is in order, Qingyue, I have decided on this house."

In full view of the public, Lao Wang solemnly signed his name on the contract.

Shen Qingyue did not hesitate, raised the pen, and smoothly drew a neat signature on the position of his name.

This scene was like a heavy stone being thrown into the lake in Jiang Minghui's heart, causing ripples. His eyes were full of resentment and hatred that he couldn't let go.

"This is not fair!"

Jiang Minghui suddenly stood up, his voice mixed with excitement and anger.

"Shen Qingyue, how could you do this! You are the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family, how can your eldest brother's house be sold!"

Shen Qingyue turned around, there was no panic on her face, and her tone was as calm as water: "Minghui, this is your eldest brother and I's decision. The house belongs to me and your eldest brother. Who to sell it to is naturally up to me. "

"But you can't forget the Jiang family's wishes!" Jiang Minghui retorted angrily.

Shen Qingyue shook her head lightly and responded: "Why, have you forgotten that we have separated? Do you want me to remind you again as your sister-in-law?"

Every word she spoke was like morning dew, falling coldly on Jiang Minghui's blazing anger, causing his voice to gradually deepen.

But in his heart, his hatred for Shen Qingyue deepened.

Jiang Mingyuan stood aside, watching all this with deep eyes.

His expression didn't change much, but he admired Shen Qingyue's handling of the matter in his heart.

Lao Wang took the contract and announced to the whole village: "From now on, this house belongs to me, Lao Wang!"

Shen Qingyue just nodded lightly without any more words.

Jiang Mingyuan stepped forward and said softly to her: "You did the right thing."

Shen Qingyue turned her face sideways and looked at him. The calmness in her eyes fluctuated a little, but she quickly regained her composure: "Really? I just did what I thought was right."

Jiang Mingyuan's eyes were as deep as the sea: "I know."

Old Man Jiang's voice came from the crowd, calm and powerful, like a bright light in the night: "Minghui, stop making jokes outside, go home!"

Jiang Minghui's body slumped slightly, and his anger seemed to be extinguished quietly under this deep command. He snorted and disappeared into the crowd.

Jiang Mingyuan didn't say a word, just watched his brother leave, with a bit of his brother's pity and helplessness in his eyes.

Old Man Jiang turned to Shen Qingyue and Jiang Mingyuan and said concisely and concisely: "Come in and eat."

Shen Qingyue moved in response, her steps steady yet light, and her eyes always maintained a calm and profound look.

At the dinner table, the atmosphere was peaceful and simple.Jiang Mingyuan said: "Father, there are a lot of interruptions today."

Old Man Jiang shook his head slightly, and his simple words contained teachings: "Nosy things have their own troubles, Mingyuan, you and I are not idlers."

Shen Qingyue opened her red lips lightly and said in a cold yet polite voice: "Father, is the food to your liking?"

Old Man Jiang nodded and smiled with satisfaction: "Qingyue's cooking is naturally one of the best in the village."

Shen Qingyue smiled softly, that smile was like the thin sunshine in autumn, breaking the silence without any trace: "If father likes it, he will come often in the future."

There was a hint of appreciation in Jiang Mingyuan's eyes, but it was just a faint glance.

Old Man Jiang suddenly looked serious: "Mingyuan, although the family affairs are troubled, you and I both know that our heart is for the Jiang family. Qingyue, although she is in disputes, she can maintain a calm heart, which is very good. "

Jiang Mingyuan responded in a deep voice: "My father's teachings will be kept in my heart by my son."

Shen Qingyue said no more, her eyes returned to their usual calmness, like a pool of autumn water, bottomless.

After the meal, the two of them worked together to clear away the dishes, while Old Man Jiang sat quietly by the window, his eyes seeming to penetrate the night and cast into the distance.

Jiang Mingyuan stood in front of the door, looking coldly at the night sky. Shen Qingyue came from the house, her voice was low but full of strength: "Mingyuan, we will take care of the Jiang family's affairs one by one."

Jiang Mingyuan came to his senses and responded calmly: "Qingyue, as long as you are here, I won't worry."

On the second day, before the morning light spread over the land, the sound of rolling three-wheeled carts could be heard in the village.Jiang Mingyuan and Shen Qingyue's moving plan came as promised.

Shen Qingyue, with picturesque features, stood in the yard, calmly instructing the porters: "Be careful with the boxes over there. There are some books in them. Don't pile them up randomly."

Jiang Mingyuan was on the side, helping to carry heavy objects, with a calm expression: "Put some daily necessities in the car on the left, go ahead."

The three-wheeled rickshaw drivers all had backs as tight as bows, and sweat dripped down their dark-skinned cheeks, but they did not dare to neglect.

"Ming Yuan, I'll leave this to you." Shen Qingyue's voice was steady and firm. She held up her hair on her forehead and looked like a hero among women.

Jiang Mingyuan nodded and said in a low voice, "Don't worry."

The cart drivers shuttled back and forth, and the items in the yard gradually decreased, but the goods on the cart were piled on top of each other, like a hill made of building blocks.

Shen Qingyue stood quietly in the courtyard, scanning every detail to ensure that nothing was missed.And Jiang Mingyuan, like a silent guardian, placed every item appropriately.

In the afternoon, there was nothing in the courtyard, and the smell of fireworks in the past seemed to have turned into smoke at this moment.

Shen Qingyue looked at the empty house and sighed slightly: "I finally left."

Jiang Mingyuan walked to her side and said calmly: "From now on, it is a new life."

The two stood side by side, watching the last three-wheeled cart loaded with goods drive out of the village entrance and slowly move towards the city.

"It's time for us to set off." Shen Qingyue's voice was still calm, but there was a hint of expectation.

Jiang Mingyuan glanced back at his old residence behind him, which was a place full of past memories and emotions. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, let bygones be bygones."

The arrival of Jiang Mingyuan's family of three caused some waves in the family home of the textile factory.The housing allocated to them was originally the eager expectation of the workshop director's sister-in-law and her family.

The residents in the yard whispered, unable to hide their sour emotions: "This Jiang Mingyuan is just an exceptional reward, but he occupies a good house."

(End of this chapter)