Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

Chapter 8
Shen Qingyue smiled playfully: "Then you try it."

The food was gradually brought to the table. Dongdong looked at the dishes that could only be seen in restaurants, with shock and curiosity intertwined in his eyes.

Shen Qingyue sighed softly: "Dongdong, mom has done many things wrong before, but I really want to change. I hope you can give me a chance."

Dongdong lowered his head and said nothing.

He picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. The meat was tender, juicy and fragrant.

He relaxed his tense mood slightly: "...Well, it tastes pretty good."

Shen Qingyue smiled, with light in her eyes: "Then you should eat more."

After Dongdong finished eating, the ruddy color on Dongdong's face recovered a little, and the inherent tenderness and clarity gradually appeared.

Shen Qingyue looked at the time, picked up her cloak from the hanger, and motioned to Dongdong: "Dongdong, put on your shoes, let's go out."

Dongdong asked in confusion: "Where are we going?"

Shen Qingyue looked at Dongdong gently and said concisely: "Enter the city."

Dongdong was stunned. He looked down at his shabby clothes, feeling faintly worried in his heart.

He muttered: "Does she want to sell me?"

Hearing this, Shen Qingyue smiled softly and said helplessly: "Silly boy, what are you thinking about?"

Dongdong didn't react for a while, he just stared at Shen Qingyue in shock.

Shen Qingyue nodded slightly and said flatly: "Look at you, your clothes are torn and your shoes can hardly be worn anymore. How can you go out to meet people? How do you think your mother will treat you? How could she not dress you up properly?" "

Dongdong was silent for a moment and said softly: "Then you take me into the city, are you really just going to buy clothes?"

Shen Qingyue paused, and a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes: "Of course not."

Dongdong's eyes were immediately full of alertness, and he took a step back nervously: "Then what do you want..."

Shen Qingyue smiled softly: "It's definitely not just about buying clothes."

Dongdong's face turned pale with fright, as if he thought of something bad, he said in a trembling voice: "I...I don't want to go."

Shen Qingyue looked at Dongdong's panic, reached out and gently touched his head, and said softly: "Silly boy, how is this possible? I'm not just talking about buying clothes, but also furniture, food, meat and vegetables. .You see, our family lacks everything.”

Dongdong relaxed a little now, and he asked doubtfully: "Then we will buy so many things, will we have enough money?"

Shen Qingyue shook her head gently and smiled slightly: "Dongdong, you are still too young to worry about some things. Mom will take care of them."

There was some doubt in Dongdong's eyes: "But, that is the money left by dad."

That money was still money after my father's sacrifice.

He doesn't want to spend money...

Shen Qingyue guessed what her son was thinking. She was silent for a moment and said calmly: "I know, but money is a tool used to make life better. As long as we live better, your father's spirit in heaven will also be happy." ."

Besides, his dad is not dead yet.

Not only is he not dead, but he will also become the richest man in the future, which requires both mother and son to worry about.

Dongdong lowered his head, feeling a little dissatisfied, but he also knew that what Shen Qingyue said made sense.

After all, he also hopes to live a better life.

After entering the city, Shen Qingyue took Dongdong into a tailor shop. The children's sample clothes in the store were brightly colored, which attracted Dongdong's attention. Shen Qingyue took a blue short-sleeved shirt from the rack. , put it on Dongdong to try the size.

"How about this one?" Shen Qingyue raised her eyes and asked.Dongdong touched the piece of clothing uncomfortably, looked at the price, and whispered, "It's too expensive."

Shen Qingyue smiled slightly, as if she could see through Dongdong's thoughts: "It's worth it if you like it."

In the end, Shen Qingyue picked out some new clothes for Dongdong, including a pair of new shoes. After Dongdong tried them on, she looked completely new. Shen Qingyue nodded with satisfaction.

After leaving the clothing store, Dongdong couldn't help but say: "How much do these clothes cost in total?
Shen Qingyue said calmly: "Money is for spending, and besides, it's also for you."

After leaving the clothing store, Shen Qingyue took Dongdong for a walk on the bustling streets.

At that time, the streets in the city were both familiar and unfamiliar. After all, they had not been in the city for a long time.

Passing by a stall selling candied haws, Shen Qingyue stopped.

Shen Qingyue took a deep breath, and Dongdong could smell the faint sweetness.

"You know, Dongdong, these snacks are very popular in the city."

Dongdong took a bite of the candied haws he just bought. It was sweet but not greasy, and he bit his lip.

"You don't want to do this business, do you?"

His face was full of doubts, and he obviously didn't believe that Shen Qingyue could run such a small business.

Shen Qingyue smiled and said mysteriously: "It's not that I don't have this plan."

Candied haws, brown sugar glutinous rice cake, and mung bean cake are all popular street snacks.

They can set up a stall here without renting a store. The cost is low and the income is considerable.

Dongdong frowned. He knew in his heart that Shen Qingyue was right, but he was still a little worried: "But we don't know how to do it. Aren't you wasting money?"

Shen Qingyue glanced at Dongdong quietly and said calmly: "I have my own way. Besides, we need the courage to try now, don't we?"

Dongdong hesitated for a moment and whispered: "I'm just worried about what if I fail?
Dad didn’t have a second pension to spend on this woman.

If she spends all her father's pension, she won't really want to sell him, right?

Shen Qingyue directly ignored what her little one was thinking, bought some malted milk and snacks that her brother liked to eat on weekdays, took Dongdong with her for a few yuan, took a car, and went directly to her brother's junior high school.

In the foggy city, Shen Qingyue found the junior high school where her brother was staying.

The high walls and worn but solid red bricks bear the traces of time.

The school bell just rang, and a group of students came out with young and carefree smiles on their faces.

Shen Qingyue watched all this quietly, and then said: "Dongdong, look at those children, they walk so far from home every day to come here to study. Do you know why?"

Dongdong glanced sideways at the students and frowned: "Aren't they just here to go to school?"

Shen Qingyue smiled faintly: "It's not just about going to school, they are doing it for a dream. To get into a good university in the future, for a better life."

Dongdong was slightly startled, then bit his lip gently.

He knew that his mother wanted to tell him to study hard, but he didn't like being told this.

At this time, a youthful young man walked out of the school. After seeing Shen Qingyue, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Sister! Why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)