Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

The sun penetrated the gaps between the leaves and sprinkled on them mottledly, bringing a sense of peace to this quiet afternoon.

They walked slowly along familiar streets, surrounded by familiar sights and sounds.

The supply and marketing cooperatives on both sides of the street are still open for business. Passers-by come and go, and everyone is busy with their own lives.

Dongdong held Shen Qingyue's hand tightly, and held the limited edition doll he had just won in his other hand.

Shen Qingyue chatted softly with Dongdong, asking him if he enjoyed his trip to the amusement park today, and showed great interest in every little story of Dongdong. Her eyes are gentle, and she responds with a smile every time Dongdong tells about his little adventure.

After arriving home, Shen Qingyue helped Dongdong take off his coat.

There is a familiar and reassuring air in the home.

Dongdong excitedly placed the limited edition doll on the sofa, her eyes still shining with love for the prize.

Shen Qingyue sat down gently and looked at Dongdong gently. Her tone revealed a hint of her mother's education: "Dongdong, Mom knows that you want to give the doll to your classmate. This is a very considerate thing. Things. But remember, you are still young, just play with your classmates and friends, and don’t do anything excessive."

A curious expression appeared on Dongdong's little face. He didn't quite understand what his mother said: "Mom, what do you mean by excessive behavior? I just want to make good friends."

Shen Qingyue looked at Dongdong's serious face, and her voice was full of tenderness: "Dongdong, it's good to be friends, but there are some things, especially physical contact, you have to be careful about. For example, don't go casually Hug other children, especially girls. Also, some jokes may make others uncomfortable, so learn to respect other people’s feelings.”

Dongdong's eyes were wide open, looking a little confused, but he listened carefully to Shen Qingyue's words: "Mom, what should I do right?"

Shen Qingyue smiled softly: "When you want to do something, first think about whether you would feel comfortable if someone else did the same thing to you. If you feel uncomfortable, then don't do it. Remember Live, the most important thing is to respect everyone’s feelings.”

Dongdong nodded, with a look of understanding on his little face: "I understand, mom. I will pay attention, thank you mom for teaching me."

Shen Qingyue nodded with satisfaction, her heart filled with pride: "Very good, Dongdong. You are a smart and sensible child."

The next morning, the sun shone warmly on the streets of the town, and Shen Qingyue took Dongdong to school.

Dongdong had the precious limited edition doll stuffed in his small backpack, and his face was filled with anticipation.

"Mom, I'm going to give this doll to the girl in my class today." Dongdong said excitedly while walking.

Shen Qingyue smiled and nodded, her eyes full of love: "Dongdong. I believe she will like it very much."

They walked towards the school along the familiar road, Shen Qingyue's steps were steady, while Dongdong jumped from time to time, looking particularly cheerful.

When she arrived at the school gate, Shen Qingyue knelt down and gently adjusted Dongdong's collar: "Remember what mom told you yesterday, respect others and give your gifts politely."

Dongdong nodded seriously: "I remember, mom. I will."

Shen Qingyue smiled and kissed Dongdong's forehead gently: "Good boy."

Dongdong happily waved goodbye to Shen Qingyue, and then trotted into the school gate.

After Shen Qingyue watched Dongdong enter the school, she slowly walked home. The quietness and peace of her home greeted her and she felt a deep sense of relaxation.

Entering the house, Shen Qingyue gently put down her handbag, walked to the living room, picked up a fashion magazine and started browsing. Every clothing design in the magazine makes her mind active. Her eyes wandered over every page of the magazine. Looking for inspiration.

After a while, she gently closed the magazine, walked to the desk, and took out the design paper and brush.

Shen Qingyue began to draw a new clothing design. Her fingers danced nimbly across the paper, the tip of her pen tracing out lines and shapes.

She had a look of concentration and love on her face, and she was clearly enjoying the process.

Shen Qingyue was focusing on her design when another knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

She gently put down her paintbrush and walked to the door. When she opened the door, a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

Because it was Aunt Fengying's husband standing outside the door, Shen Qingyue remembered his malicious and leering eyes last time, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Despite this, Shen Qingyue maintained a calm attitude and asked politely: "Uncle Wang, what's the matter?"

Lao Wang's eyes wandered around Shen Qingyue's home, an unnatural smile appeared on his face, and he asked: "Qingyue, is there anyone else at home?"

Shen Qingyue's eyes flashed with alertness, and she replied calmly: "No, I'm at home alone."

When Lao Wang heard this, an evil light flashed in his eyes. He tried to take a step forward.

There was a malicious smile on his lips: "Then can I come in and sit for a while?"

Shen Qingyue immediately felt uneasy, and her eyes became more alert.

She blocked the door with a firm and calm tone: "No, Uncle Wang, I am very busy now and have no time to entertain guests. If there is nothing else important, please leave."

Lao Wang's face turned gloomy, dissatisfaction and anger flashing in his eyes.

There was a hint of contempt in his voice: "Hey, don't be so cold. I just want to come in and sit down, what's the big deal."

Shen Qingyue's face showed obvious disgust, and her tone was full of determination: "Uncle Wang, I have already said that I do not welcome you. Please respect my decision."

A frivolous smile appeared on Lao Wang's lips, and his words revealed a more obvious frivolity: "Oh, Miss Shen is so shy? I just came to see you, what's the fuss about?"

There was anger in Shen Qingyue's eyes. She pointed directly at Lao Wang's nose and said in a cold voice: "What is your attitude? Uncle Wang, I'm warning you, if you don't leave, I will call the police. Your behavior is harassment." , is disrespectful."

Lao Wang's expression changed. He obviously did not expect Shen Qingyue to be so tough.

There was a trace of anger on his face, and his voice was full of irritation: "Why are you such a ignorant woman?"

Shen Qingyue was not afraid and looked directly into Lao Wang's eyes with a firm tone: "Uncle Wang, I'm not afraid of you, I respect you. But if you don't respect my choice again, I guarantee you will regret it."

Lao Wang's face was completely red with anger and embarrassment.