Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

On the day of moving, Shen Qingyue and his family of three squeezed into the family courtyard of the textile factory.

In that yard, houses stand side by side, and the old red brick exterior walls look particularly mottled in the sun.

"This is our new home." Shen Qingyue said lightly, without much excitement in her tone, only peace.

Jiang Mingyuan stood next to her, just nodded, his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something more profound.

Their arrival was not much welcomed.

People in the factory were talking a lot, and there was a lot of sourness in their words.

Especially the director of the second workshop, Director Zhang's sister-in-law, was originally the next resident of this family home, but because of Jiang Mingyuan's unusual allocation of awards, the quota was replaced.

One afternoon, the noise in the factory gradually filled the air. Director Zhang's sister-in-law and several colleagues stood in front of Jiang's house.

"Huh, exceptional allocation? It's just a backdoor way of relying on connections." Wang Qingfeng snorted and said disdainfully.

Shen Qingyue walked out and faced everyone, her expression unchanged: "If you have any questions, just ask."

Wang Qingfeng was angry and ashamed: "Do you know that because you moved in, my children and I still have to squeeze in that shabby house?"

Shen Qingyue's eyes were as cold as ice: "This is the factory's decision. If you have any objections, please go to the factory leaders."

Jiang Mingyuan walked out of the room at this time, his voice calm and strong: "We followed the rules and did not take advantage of you."

"Rules? Rules can be broken?" Wang Qingfeng retorted angrily.

"Rules are to maintain order. If everyone is as willful as you, how can the world continue?"

Jiang Mingyuan's tone was firm, revealing an unquestionable calmness.

At this time, Lao Wang came from the factory. When he saw what was going on, he said loudly: "Okay, okay, let's all disperse. The factory has made a final decision on this matter. You are just asking for trouble."

The crowd gradually dispersed. Wang Qingfeng glared at Shen Qingyue angrily and turned away.

Jiang Mingyuan turned to look at Shen Qingyue, with a hint of approval in his eyes: "Well done."

Shen Qingyue nodded slightly without saying anything. Her eyes returned to the row of old houses, as if she was thinking about the future.

Jiang Mingyuan leaned against the door frame and said calmly: "No matter how they gossip, our lives must go on."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Shen Qingyue's mouth: "Yes, let them talk, we don't care about this."

At noon, the sun was high in the sky, scorching every inch of the factory area.

Shen Qingyue decided to take Dongdong and Jiang Mingyuan to a state-owned restaurant in the city to celebrate their family's official arrival in the city.

Shen Qingyue stood in the kitchen and said to Jiang Mingyuan expressionlessly: "Today, let's go to the city for dinner to celebrate Dongdong."

Jiang Mingyuan looked at her quietly, with a hint of warmth in his eyes: "Okay, this is a good idea."

On the streets, the urban life with people coming and going has a unique simplicity and busyness.

Bicycles shuttle back and forth on the road, and people wear ordinary clothes, but their faces are full of the joy of life.

The three of them were walking on the road, Shen Qingyue leading Dongdong, and Jiang Mingyuan followed closely behind.

Although it was summer, Shen Qingyue was still dressed neatly and decently, without showing any signs of slackness.Jiang Mingyuan's attire is equally rigorous, wearing a clean shirt and simple pants.

"Mom, do we really want to go to a restaurant to eat?" Dongdong asked excitedly, his eyes shining with anticipation.

Shen Qingyue patted his head gently: "Of course, today is a special day."

The three of them arrived at the famous state-owned restaurant in the city.

The furnishings in the restaurant are simple and clean, the tables and chairs are all made of old-fashioned hard wood, and some posters with revolutionary slogans are hung on the walls.The restaurant is not big, but it is clean and tidy. The waiters in white coats are busy with warm smiles on their faces.

Dongdong seemed particularly excited as soon as he entered the restaurant.

His little face was filled with the unique curiosity and joy of a child, looking around at this strange and novel environment for him.

"Dad, the lights here are so bright!" Dongdong pointed to the row of simple but bright light bulbs above her head, her voice full of surprise.

Jiang Mingyuan smiled slightly and said in his rare gentle voice: "Yes, this way the guests can see the dishes clearly."

Shen Qingyue gently pulled Dongdong's hand and reminded: "Dongdong, don't make any noise, be polite."

Dongdong pouted, showing a hint of dissatisfaction, but he sat obediently on the chair and stopped looking around.

"Mom, is the food here really delicious?" Dongdong's voice revealed a kind of unconcealed expectation, but also a hint of arrogance.

Shen Qingyue looked at him, her eyes full of motherly love: "You will know after you taste it."

Just as Shen Qingyue and his family were about to enjoy the delicious food, a sharp sound pierced the tranquility of the restaurant. "Hey, isn't this from the Jiang family? It's such a rare visitor, who knows how to come to a place like this!" The voice was full of sarcasm and disdain.

Shen Qingyue turned her head slightly and saw Wang Qingfeng's family standing not far away, with an expression of ridicule and disdain on her face, as if she was extremely dissatisfied with Shen Qingyue's appearance.Her words were full of contempt for Shen Qingyue's family's social status.

There was no emotion on Shen Qingyue's face. She glanced at Wang Qingfeng indifferently, then turned around and continued talking to Dongdong: "Dongdong, your favorite dish is here, try it."

Jiang Mingyuan's brows wrinkled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He looked at Wang Chunfeng calmly, without much emotion in his eyes.

Wang Qingfeng saw Shen Qingyue indifferent, and her anger was beyond words.

Her voice gradually rose, and she began to insult Shen Qingyue and Dongdong even more fiercely, her words full of vitriol.

In the quiet atmosphere of this restaurant, Wang Qingfeng's voice seemed particularly harsh.

The surrounding guests began to cast displeased looks, and some even began to whisper.

Shen Qingyue kept her calm, but Dongdong's eyes began to show confusion and uneasiness.

At this time, Jiang Mingyuan stood up, his posture tall and straight, and his eyes showed a cold light.

He walked towards Wang Qingfeng calmly and firmly, his voice low but full of majesty: "Wang Qingfeng, your behavior has seriously affected other guests. Please stop the unreasonable harassment."

Wang Qingfeng was suppressed by Jiang Mingyuan's aura and was stunned for a moment, but soon regained her arrogant attitude: "Humph, I'm just telling the truth. You people just shouldn't be in a place like this."

Jiang Mingyuan's voice became firmer: "Here, everyone has the right to enjoy a quiet dining environment. If you can't respect this, I will have to ask you to leave."

(End of this chapter)