Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

She knew that Dongdong was just a child, and there were no complex adult emotions in his world. What he revealed in his words was only innocence and confidence.

Huang Guibing was obviously a little surprised when she heard Dongdong's answer, and there was a hint of embarrassment on her face.

Shen Qingyue took the opportunity to resolve the awkward situation. She turned to the adults present and spoke calmly.

"We all hope that our children can grow up healthily and become caring and responsible people. Therefore, we need to educate them in the right way instead of simply blaming them. Although Dongdong's behavior is wrong, we must also understand his behavior. Feel it and give him the right guidance.”

Her words were full of reason and wisdom. Shen Qingyue turned to Dongdong again, with a hint of warmth in her tone.

"Dongdong, what happened today teaches you a lesson. I hope you can remember that no matter what problem we encounter, we should solve it calmly instead of using violence."

Although Dongdong was still a little stubborn, under Shen Qingyue's gaze, he finally lowered his head to show his understanding.

As Shen Qingyue finished speaking, the air in the courtyard seemed to solidify, and everyone's emotions gradually calmed down.

The episode in this home seems to have found its end.

At this moment, Mrs. Jiang's voice penetrated every corner of the courtyard, and there was a majesty in her words that could not be rejected.

"Okay, okay, stop talking, it's time to eat, come back to eat!"

There were a few slight mutterings from the crowd, but they were quickly suppressed by Mrs. Jiang's gaze.

Everyone began to disperse towards the dining table, and the previous debate seemed to have been temporarily put aside.

Shen Qingyue looked at Dongdong, gently touched his head, and motioned for him to go to the dining table too.

Dongdong looked at the other children. Their expressions changed from timid to relieved, as if they all tacitly accepted this unexpected reconciliation.

Around the dining table, family members began to gather, with polite smiles on everyone's faces, although there may still be unsolved turmoil in their hearts.

Shen Qingyue knows that this kind of small friction in the family is a part of life, just like the dishes on the table. It is impossible for everything to suit everyone's taste, but a common diet can make people feel unity and warmth.

Mrs. Jiang's voice sounded again: "Everyone is seated, let's eat!"

Shen Qingyue sighed softly, took Dongdong's hand and sat at the dining table.

With a simple and unpretentious "dinner", all the unhappiness seemed to be temporarily put aside, everyone began to enjoy the dinner, and today's disputes were settled in the trivial matters of the house.

Several people sat together, and although the atmosphere at the dinner table was still a little awkward and uncomfortable, it was gradually diluted by the various delicacies placed on the table.

Shen Qingyue sat aside and quietly scanned everyone's faces, noticing that the expressions on their faces were different, but what they had in common was that everyone was trying to create a harmonious atmosphere.

The table is filled with all kinds of dishes: the braised pork is shiny, the garlic water spinach is green, and the steamed fish is delicious. Each dish exudes an alluring aroma.

Although there may still be unsolved turmoil in their hearts, the temptation of delicious food made them temporarily put aside their disputes and start enjoying this sumptuous dinner.

Shen Qingyue gently gave Dongdong some of his favorite dishes.

At this moment, she was like an amiable mother, mending the rifts in the family with her care and love.

Dongdong sat next to her, peeking at the other children from time to time.

They were a little reserved when they first started eating, but they were soon attracted by the delicious food and started talking. The dining table gradually returned to a normal atmosphere, and the children's laughter and conversations began to fill the entire space.

At the dinner table, Old Man Jiang cast concerned glances at Shen Qingyue from time to time.

His voice was steady and powerful, with the majesty of an elder: "Qingyue, how are you doing lately? Are everything going well at home and at work?"

Shen Qingyue nodded slightly and smiled. Although she knew that such questions might hide judgment on her own behavior, she still remained polite and respectful: "Everything is fine."

Old Man Jiang tried to talk to Shen Qingyue from time to time, but Shen Qingyue didn't pay much attention to it.

Her responses were always just right, neither overly enthusiastic nor cold, maintaining a decent distance.

Although this attitude was polite, it vaguely revealed the gap between her and Old Man Jiang.

At this quiet but slightly tense dinner table, Old Man Jiang's concern for Shen Qingyue obviously attracted the attention of several sons of the Jiang family.

They exchanged several glances with each other, and it was not difficult to see a trace of displeasure in their eyes.

Although they remained polite to Shen Qingyue on the surface, deep down they were obviously jealous of Shen Qingyue's success and status in the family.

But several people did not dare to say anything in front of Old Man Jiang.

Old Man Jiang didn't seem to notice his sons' emotions, or he ignored them intentionally. He still talked to Shen Qingyue in a kind manner.

Shen Qingyue answered Old Man Jiang's questions with her usual demeanor, but her tone was perfunctory. Each reply was like a carefully chosen word and phrase, which would neither cause new waves nor lead to further investigation.

Her calmness and composure are like the thin moonlight on this autumn night, transparent and distant.

Old Man Jiang may have noticed Shen Qingyue's alienation, but he still maintained his superficial kindness and tried his best not to make the atmosphere at the dinner table more awkward.

However, this effort did not seem to be entirely successful, because others at the table also felt this almost slicing embarrassment.

Although the laughter of the children and the pleasantries between the adults continued, they seemed a little forced at this moment.

Especially the sons of the Jiang family, their eyes wandered back and forth between Shen Qingyue and Old Man Jiang from time to time. They had complicated thoughts. They were envious and jealous of Shen Qingyue, but at the same time they did not dare to show it blatantly.

In this dinner atmosphere full of complex emotions, Shen Qingyue's mind was obviously not on the dinner table.

Although her eyes were fixed on the food, she was obviously absent-minded.

She whispered to Dongdong: "Dongdong, eat quickly."

At the same time, she only took a few hasty bites and seemed to have no appetite.

Dongdong felt his mother's uneasiness. He moved a little faster, but he still observed others from time to time, especially when he noticed the displeasure of several uncles in the Jiang family and the silence of his mother. His eyes revealed A hint of confusion.

As dinner ended, Shen Qingyue felt it was time to leave.

She stood up and expressed her gratitude to Old Man Jiang and others: "Thank you, Dad. Dongdong and I have eaten and are ready to go back."