Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

Shen Qingyue smiled and nodded: "Yes, Dongdong, we are going back to my grandparents' house to spend a few years together. You be good and obedient."

After finishing cleaning up, the three of them walked out of the yard together.

Shen Qingyue's parents were already waiting at the door, with concerned expressions on their faces.

Zhou Guifang said softly to Shen Qingyue: "Qingyue, don't worry too much. Remember, we are here to support you no matter what."

Shen Heyue also added: "Yes, Qingyue, don't worry, everything will be fine."

Shen Qingyue nodded gratefully. Although she felt a little uneasy, she also understood her parents' good intentions.

Just when Shen Qingyue and Jiang Mingyuan were about to leave, Shen He suddenly ran out.

He held a small object in his hand and mysteriously stuffed it into Shen Qingyue's hand.

Shen Qingyue felt curious, looked at her brother's expression, and asked, "What is this?"

A naughty smile appeared at the corner of Shen He's mouth: "Sister, please go further away and watch."

Shen Qingyue looked at her younger brother's young and serious face, and felt a warmth in her heart. She responded softly: "Okay, I will."

Afterwards, Shen Qingyue, Jiang Mingyuan and Dongdong walked to the car, preparing to go to Jiang's house.

Shen He stood there, watching them leave, his heart full of concern.

After walking a certain distance, Shen Qingyue finally stopped and opened her palms curiously.

She discovered that what her brother had thrust into her was an exquisite hand-knitted bow with bright colors and fine craftsmanship. It was obviously made with care.

Shen Qingyue looked at this small bow, a warm smile flashed in her eyes, thinking that her brother was really stupid.

She knew this was her brother's way of expressing his support and concern for her with his little craftsmanship. .

When Shen Qingyue, Jiang Mingyuan and Dongdong arrived at Jiang's house, the atmosphere at home seemed a little tense.

Shen Qingyue's face was still cold, especially when she saw her sisters-in-law, her expression became even colder without any enthusiasm.

The Jiang family's sisters-in-law felt Shen Qingyue's indifference, and they exchanged awkward looks with each other.

But just when they were about to retort, Old Man Jiang's stern eyes silenced them.

Old Man Jiang glanced at everyone with his majestic eyes, silently conveying the message that no more discomfort was allowed.

The atmosphere became heavier. Shen Qingyue ignored what her sisters-in-law wanted to say. Her eyes were cold, as if to say that her views on them had been finalized and she did not want to waste any more words.

Old Man Jiang changed the topic to ease the tension at home. He asked about Qiqi's condition with concern: "Mingyuan, how is Qiqi doing now? Is she okay?"

Jiang Mingyuan nodded and answered, with a hint of relief in his voice: "Grandpa, Qiqi is fine and is getting better."

When Old Man Jiang heard the news, he showed a relieved expression on his face.

His eyes showed concern for the Shen family's children: "That's good, that's good. The children's health is the most important thing."

Although Shen Qingyue did not speak, she nodded slightly to show her agreement with Jiang Mingyuan's words.

At this time, Huang Guibing couldn't help but said in a mocking tone: "Oh, yes, Qiqi's body is really precious, and a little allergy makes everyone so worried."

When Shen Qingyue heard this, her face darkened, and she stared at Huang Guibing coldly.

Her voice was obviously displeased: "Huang Guibing, what do you mean?"

Huang Guibing felt a little embarrassed, but still responded bravely: "No, it's not interesting, I just think..." Shen Qingyue interrupted her and turned directly to Huang Guibing, with sharp eyes: "It was the peanut soup you fed that caused Qiqi's allergy ?"

Huang Guibing obviously felt the pressure, and there was panic in her voice: "I, I just fed Qiqi peanut soup, how did I know she would be allergic? Moreover, I am not doing it alone, why didn't you tell Li Huimin and Liu Fanglian What?" She said while pointing at Li Huimin and Liu Fanglian, trying to spread the responsibility.

Seeing this, Li Huimin and Liu Fanglian no longer remained silent, and their faces suddenly became gloomy.

Li Huimin retorted angrily: "I just helped serve the soup, how could it be my fault? Huang Guibing, you were also there at the time, why didn't you remind me?"

Liu Fanglian also joined the quarrel, with dissatisfaction in his voice: "Yes, we all just fed Qiqi soup out of good intentions. We didn't expect this to happen. Why do you, Huang Guibing, shirk your responsibility?"

The disputes between the three daughters-in-law became more and more intense, with mutual accusations and abuses coming one after another, making the already tense atmosphere even more explosive.

Shen Qingyue watched the three daughters-in-law arguing with each other, her eyes showing deep tiredness.

She knew that in this environment, no words could calm the dispute, and besides, she was in no mood to intervene in such a meaningless dispute.

She turned around calmly and went back to her room without saying another word.

Her silence caused the quarrel to gradually subside, and other members of the Jiang family began to realize the embarrassment of the situation.

Jiang Mingyuan followed closely behind, silently supporting Shen Qingyue's decision. Obviously he also agreed with Shen Qingyue's approach and did not want to waste time in such a meaningless dispute.

Dongdong held Shen Qingyue's hand tightly and felt his mother's uneasiness and frustration. Although he didn't understand the complex relationships between adults, he could feel that the atmosphere at home was not pleasant.

In the room, Shen Qingyue sat beside the bed, her expression calm but a little tired.

She turned to Jiang Mingyuan, and the topic changed to the previous vehicle maintenance.

Shen Qingyue asked: "How much did that part cost in the end?"

Jiang Mingyuan sat next to her and said in a calm voice, "It's not much, just ten yuan."

Shen Qingyue took out ten dollars from her pocket and handed it to Jiang Mingyuan slowly, her movements appearing gentle.

She said softly: "This is what I should do. You have already shouldered too much, let me share some of it."

Jiang Mingyuan looked at the money handed over by Shen Qingyue, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then turned into a warm smile.

He gently held Shen Qingyue's hand and pushed the money back.

"No, Qingyue. This little thing is not worth mentioning," Jiang Mingyuan said softly, "We are a family, there is no need to care about it like this."

Seeing Jiang Mingyuan push back the money again, Shen Qingyue pretended to be angry, with a hint of displeasure on her face.

"Mingyuan, what do you mean? If you don't accept my little point, are you looking down on me?"

Although her tone was joking, her eyes were serious.

Jiang Mingyuan looked at Shen Qingyue's appearance and knew that she was serious.

There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and he finally took the money and said softly.

"Well, since you insist so much, I won't be polite."

When Shen Qingyue saw Jiang Mingyuan accepting the money, a satisfied smile bloomed on her lips.

She said softly: "This is right. Let's share the burden together and face it together."

He is Dongdong's father after all.