Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

While walking on the street, Jiang Mingyuan heard about yesterday's events from Shen Qingyue's mother in the morning, with a slightly worried expression on his face.

He turned to look at Shen Qingyue, with concern in his tone: "Qingyue, my dad asked you to take Dongdong home for dinner yesterday. Is everything okay? They didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

Hearing this, she paused.

He took a deep breath and answered Jiang Mingyuan with a smile.

"It's okay. Everything was fine yesterday. My family was very welcoming and didn't make things difficult for me."

After Jiang Mingyuan heard Shen Qingyue's answer, a trace of imperceptible doubt flashed in his eyes.

He knew that some people in the Jiang family were not friendly towards Shen Qingyue, but when he heard what she said, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. He felt that something was wrong in his heart, and thought that the Jiang family had really changed for the better.

"If that's really the case, then I'll be relieved."

Jiang Mingyuan's worry had not completely dissipated. He carefully observed Shen Qingyue's expression, trying to detect any clues.

Although Shen Qingyue had a smile on her face, her eyes showed the slightest carelessness.

"Qingyue, I know you have always been calm and rational. If there is anything wrong, you can tell me and don't worry about me."

Shen Qingyue lowered his head slightly, thought for a moment, and then raised his head, "Mingyuan, thank you for your concern. There were indeed some minor incidents yesterday, but they were nothing major."

In front of a pastry shop on the street, Shen Qingyue's eyes were attracted by the various exquisite pastries displayed in the window.

She stopped, a warm light flashing in her eyes.

"Dongdong should like these." Shen Qingyue whispered to herself, her eyes fixed on a cute pastry.

Jiang Mingyuan, who was next to him, noticed Shen Qingyue's movements and smiled slightly: "Qingyue, do you want to buy some to take back to Dongdong?"

Shen Qingyue nodded, she walked into the store and carefully selected several pastries that looked both delicious and nutritious.

When checking out, Jiang Mingyuan took the initiative to walk to the front desk and took out his wallet: "I'll do it."

Shen Qingyue wanted to object, but Jiang Mingyuan had already handed the cashier the money. She sighed slightly, but felt a little warm in her heart.

Suddenly, Shen Qingyue raised her eyes, as if she was suddenly attracted by the laughter and laughter on the side.

When I turned around, I saw a group of children playing with fireworks. Their laughter was full of innocence and happiness.

Fireworks bloomed in the sky, colorful, seeming to bring a sense of festive joy to this peaceful rural town.

The children's faces were filled with innocent smiles, and their cheers echoed in the air from time to time, making the whole street full of energy and joy.

Shen Qingyue looked at this scene with a gentle light flashing in her eyes.

She recalled the scene when she was a child, when she used to play so carefree, happy and simple.

Jiang Mingyuan looked at the nostalgia and tenderness flashing in Shen Qingyue's eyes and asked softly: "Qingyue, do you want to play with fireworks together?"

Shen Qingyue shook her head gently, with a smile on her lips: "I am no longer young, so I still play with fireworks. But watching the children play, I feel good."

With that said, she turned around and continued walking forward, with a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.

When Jiang Mingyuan saw this, he did not follow Shen Qingyue immediately, but turned to the vendors on the side.

He picked some simple firework sticks, paid the money, and walked briskly back to Shen Qingyue.

Handing Shen Qingyue a fireworks stick, Jiang Mingyuan said with a naughty smile.

"Although we are no longer young, it is still a pleasure to relive the fun of childhood once in a while."

She looked up at Jiang Mingyuan, her eyes shining with gratitude.

Shen Qingyue looked at the fireworks stick in his hand, frowned slightly, and said half reproachfully and half gratefully: "You, really, aren't you wasting money by buying so many?" Jiang Mingyuan's smile had a hint of slyness: "The occasional little waste brings us happiness, doesn't it?"

Shen Qingyue couldn't refute, the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

She shook her head slightly, but deep down in her heart, she felt extremely warm and happy.

Shen Qingyue and Jiang Mingyuan held firework sticks and found a relatively quiet open space in the town.

They were sitting on an old bench, surrounded by dense trees, and the breeze was blowing, bringing a little bit of coolness.

Jiang Mingyuan turned to look at Shen Qingyue, his eyes full of tenderness: "Qingyue, are you tired?"

Shen Qingyue smiled and shook her head: "I'm not tired, I just think this time is very precious."

The two sat quietly, enjoying the tranquility.

In this busy world, it is a luxury to have such a moment to sit quietly and see the world.

Jiang Mingyuan carefully lit a firework stick, and sparks danced on his fingertips, blooming with a small brilliance.

He gently handed it to Shen Qingyue, his eyes full of expectation.

Shen Qingyue looked at the gently swaying firelight, with a trace of hesitation on her face.

She stretched out her hand, but took it back shyly, with a faint blush on her face.

"I haven't played this in a long time."

Jiang Mingyuan looked at Shen Qingyue's hesitation and shyness, and a gentle force surged in his heart.

He gently took Shen Qingyue's hand and encouraged her to play with him.

"Come on, Qingyue, just treat it as our shared memory."

Shen Qingyue's cheeks were stained with a faint blush. She nodded slightly and took the fireworks stick from Jiang Mingyuan's hand.

With his encouragement, she relaxed a lot and began to enjoy this simple and beautiful moment.

The two sat side by side, the firework sticks in their hands swaying in the breeze, emitting a warm light.

They blew the firework sticks gently and watched the sparks jumping, feeling an indescribable joy and satisfaction in their hearts.

The surrounding trees seemed to be admiring this warm scene. The gentle breeze blew by, bringing with it the rustling of the leaves, adding a sense of tranquility and harmony.

In that quiet open space, Shen Qingyue and Jiang Mingyuan sat on the bench, surrounded by the tranquility of the night and dense trees.

The firework sticks in my hands swayed gently in the breeze, and the sparks lit up, painting a warm picture.

Shen Qingyue leaned on the bench, glancing at Jiang Mingyuan from the corner of her eyes from time to time. The air between them seemed to become a little ambiguous because of this small movement.

At this simple and beautiful moment, Shen Qingyue's mood became particularly soft.

Jiang Mingyuan felt Shen Qingyue's gaze and turned his head slightly. Their eyes met in the night.

Jiang Mingyuan gently handed the fireworks stick to Shen Qingyue. His fingers touched hers lightly, and there was a slight electric shock.

A faint blush appeared on Shen Qingyue's cheeks unconsciously, and she shyly avoided Jiang Mingyuan's gaze.

At that moment, their eyes were filled with unspeakable emotions, like the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminating each other.

"Thank you...for today."

At least she was happy.