Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

Shen Qingyue took the box from Father Shen and Mother Shen, thinking that it would be a waste to bring these things back to the Jiang family.

"Mom, Dad, there's really no need to go to such trouble." Shen Qingyue said softly.

Mother Shen smiled slightly: "Qingyue, these are not big troubles. Don't be too overbearing in the Jiang family. Just be yourself."

Shen Qingyue nodded, feeling a little complicated inside.

"I understand, Mom. I will pay attention." Shen Qingyue replied like this. She knew that Mother Shen's words were out of concern for her, but when she recalled what those in the Jiang family had done, she didn't want to sympathize with them at all.

In the morning, they set off for Jiang's house.

The winter sunshine shines on Shen Qingyue's face through the car window, giving her outline a golden halo.

The scenery outside the car window recedes quickly, and the hustle and bustle of the city is gradually replaced by the tranquility of the mountains in the distance.

When we arrived at Jiang's house, the yard was already decorated very festively.

Red lanterns sway on the branches, and bright spring couplets and window grilles are hung in every corner, creating a strong New Year atmosphere.

As soon as Old Man Jiang saw them, a warm smile immediately broke out on his face.

He hurriedly stepped forward, his eyes filled with joy.

"Mingyuan, Qingyue, and Dongdong, you are finally back!" Old Man Jiang greeted enthusiastically.

Jiang Mingyuan's expression was full of respect: "Dad, happy New Year. We are back."

Shen Qingyue nodded slightly and said politely: "Dad, happy New Year." Her voice was gentle. Although she was not on good terms with the Jiang family, she still maintained appropriate respect in front of the old man.

Dongdong was slightly shy, but still politely said to Old Man Jiang: "Grandpa, happy New Year."

Shen Qingyue smiled and handed over the gift carefully prepared by Shen's parents.

Old Man Jiang took the gift, thanked him repeatedly, and then turned his eyes to Shen Qingyue.

"Qingyue, thank you. I'm very happy to be back this time."

Old Man Jiang's warm welcome and special attention to Shen Qingyue and Jiang Mingyuan soon aroused dissatisfaction from the other sons and daughters-in-law present.

Jealousy appeared on their faces involuntarily, and they felt they were being treated differently.

"Why is dad so partial?" Jiang Minghui complained to Li Huimin privately, his tone full of resentment. "Every time Big Brother comes back, there is such a fanfare."

Li Huimin echoed softly: "Yes, we have always been here, but we have not been treated like this."

In the living room, the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Although they remained polite on the surface, the rifts between the Jiang family brothers were vaguely visible.

Old Man Jiang didn't seem to notice these subtle changes, perhaps deliberately ignoring them. He still maintained a kind smile and talked with Jiang Mingyuan and Shen Qingyue.

"It's great to be able to get together as a family this year." Old Man Jiang said excitedly.

Shen Qingyue and Jiang Mingyuan looked at each other. They could feel the tension in the room, but for the sake of Old Man Jiang, they tried their best to remain harmonious.

"Mingyuan, you three will stay in Mingde's house first." Old Man Jiang said softly.

Jiang Mingde and Huang Guibing looked a little embarrassed. Jiang Mingde frowned slightly, but still didn't say anything.

Huang Guibing was a little dissatisfied, and a trace of displeasure flashed on her face.

"Then Gui Bing, just make a bunk on the floor and make do with it for a while." Old Man Jiang continued, with a hint of command in his voice.

Huang Guibing's face suddenly became even more ugly: "Why not let Minghui give up his position? After all, the house where Minghui lives now originally belonged to the eldest sister-in-law and eldest brother."

As soon as Huang Guibing finished speaking, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed across Li Huimin's face, and her voice was sharp: "Guibing, what do you mean? Are you here to sow discord?" Huang Guibing was not to be outdone: "I just told the truth, am I right? Isn't it? That house belongs to the eldest brother and sister-in-law, so you are too shameless to live in it."

The argument between the two quickly escalated, and their voices were full of accusations.

Their voices gradually grew louder, attracting the attention of those around them.

Jiang Minghui stood aside, looking very embarrassed when facing the quarrel between his wife and sister-in-law.

He tried to calm the situation, but it didn't seem to be working.

Old Man Jiang frowned, looking at the quarrel between the two daughters-in-law, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

There was severity in his voice: "That's enough, please calm down! This is home, not a market!"

When Shen Qingyue and Jiang Mingyuan saw this, they looked at each other and felt helpless. Such a family atmosphere was far from as harmonious as they imagined.

Shen Qingyue felt a little uncomfortable in this sharp atmosphere.

She turned to Old Man Jiang with a smile.

"Dad, let's move the things in first." Her voice was soft.

Old Man Jiang nodded and agreed with a smile.

Then Old Man Jiang called his second daughter-in-law, "Gui Bing, please come over and help carry the things." He tried to keep his voice as calm as possible.

As soon as Old Man Jiang finished speaking, Huang Guibing directly expressed her displeasure.

There was obvious resistance in his eyes: "Their own things can be moved by themselves. It's not like they don't have hands."

A look of anger flashed across Old Man Jiang's face, obviously irritated by Huang Guibing's attitude.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to reprimand severely, but was interrupted by Shen Qingyue's words.

Shen Qingyue smiled and said softly: "It's okay, Dad. We can move it ourselves."

Jiang Mingyuan also nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed with Shen Qingyue's words.

The two of them started moving the luggage together, avoiding further arguments.

Shen Qingyue and Jiang Mingyuan carried the luggage together. They carefully arranged the luggage neatly and tidied the room bit by bit into a habitable state.

Although the room is not luxurious, the two people gave this simple space a warm atmosphere.

After tidying up the room, Shen Qingyue stood in the center of the room, looked around and nodded slightly.

Although this was not their own home, at least the space now seemed neat and orderly, and she felt she could live in peace for the time being.

"That's it." Shen Qingyue said softly to Jiang Mingyuan.

Jiang Mingyuan came over, gently held her shoulders, and whispered: "Thank you for your hard work, Qingyue."

At this time, Jiang Mingyuan turned around and opened a box full of personal belongings, and carefully took out an exquisite toy airplane. His movements were gentle, as if he were handling a precious treasure.

"Dongdong, come here and take a look. This is your New Year's gift from dad." Jiang Mingyuan's voice revealed deep fatherly love.

Dongdong's eyes lit up immediately. He ran over and looked at the small plane curiously.

His little hands gently touched the plane, and his eyes sparkled with the unique joy of a child.

"Wow, what a cool plane!"