University student Qin Xiaoyu died with deep regrets, betrayed by a scumbag. Reborn, she finds herself in the body of a 25-year-old young widow with depression and two children, living in the 1980s...
Seeing that they had taken it upon themselves to do everything, and with her cousin-in-law and Commander Wang intervening, Qin Xiaoyu felt it was inappropriate to stop them.
But based on her understanding of Tang Fengqin, she knew that the child was definitely holding back her anger, but she just couldn't express it and needed Qin Xiaoyu to comfort her.
Sure enough, Tang Fengqin burst into tears when asked about her resignation.
The scabs on her face have now fallen off, leaving a white ring that is barely noticeable unless you look closely.
However, she had the same problem as Xiao Mengting; her voice was also damaged. Hers wasn't as serious, but when she spoke, it was as if something was covering her throat, and she no longer had her original clear and melodious voice.
"Fengqin, you've been in the performing arts troupe for a few months now, are you happy?" Qin Xiaoyu started with small talk.
"Happy, but not happy." Tang Fengqin, oblivious to her tricks, wiped away her tears and answered earnestly.
Why are you unhappy?
“Those people always say behind my back that I got in through connections because I’m Wang Lei’s girlfriend…” Tang Fengqin lowered her head, her voice growing softer and softer.
"They're right, and these words will stay with you until the day you retire," Qin Xiaoyu said with a wry smile. That's the truth. In a company where everyone works together without any incentive, nobody thinks about how to do their job well. Everyone is bored and can only gossip.
"Auntie, are you saying that leaving is the best option for me?"
"Pretty much. I think you're more suited to go into business with me. You have a gentle personality, the kind of person who's a good wife and mother. You might think that getting married and having a child would be the perfect life. But don't you want to try taking the initiative and doing something? Don't you want to feel like you've got something in your hands?" Qin Xiaoyu gradually instilled enthusiasm in Tang Fengqin, slowly igniting her fighting spirit.
"But I'm afraid..."
"Don't be afraid. This time, Wang Lei will be with you to set up an advertising studio. He will do the photography, and you will be the first print model."
"A model? Can I really do it?" Tang Fengqin exclaimed in surprise.
Although she succeeded last time, she still lacked confidence; this child has always been too humble.
"You're so beautiful, and you still say you're not good enough? Then who is?" Qin Xiaoyu pinched Tang Fengqin's chin and said with a grin.
Tang Fengqin smiled shyly, exuding charm.
Wang Lei also took a leave of absence without pay. He was originally a very talented artist; his singing was somewhat average, but he had always been interested in photography. He was quite an enthusiast.
It turns out that Qin Xiaoyu showed absolutely no interest in any of these businesses. But when he heard about opening an advertising studio, he was thrilled. He was eager to work with Tang Fengqin, wanting to be with her 24/7.
The aftermath of the theater fire took more than a month to subside.
It was already April, and the weather was getting warmer. Commander Zhou and Hanhan's grandfather started gardening.
Sometimes Zhou Xing's mother would also take a small shovel and go out to help. Xiao Si's wife and the nanny would take Xiao Zhengxin out to sunbathe, and they would also join in and cause some trouble.
My younger sister and Hanhan have long forgotten about that fire.
In fact, Qin Xiaoyu had always suspected that it was Aunt Wang who had done something wrong. It seems that the old lady does have real skills, but she just keeps them hidden.
Tang Fengqin and Wang Lei were inseparable, just waiting for the wedding to be held so that their studio could open.
It was time for A Lei to have his cast removed. Although the restraints were removed, he still had difficulty moving around and had to wear crutches.
Qin Xiaoyu had been living in his room to take care of him, but now that she saw he was out of danger, she wanted to move out.
"Qin Xiaoyu, you're really taking advantage of me. I told you not to come and stay, but you stayed for a month. Now that I've recovered, you're leaving?"
"Why aren't you leaving?" Qin Xiaoyu swallowed the rest of her sentence. If she didn't leave, would she wait until she recovered to deal with her?
Weekends are the busiest time. Everyone was there except for my cousin's wife, who couldn't come back from Hengchang, and Qi Si Hotel, which was busy. Even the Ge family of four came. Commander Zhou and Hanhan's grandfather's project had reached a critical point, so they called on everyone to help.
A Lei wanted to follow her out, but Qin Xiaoyu stopped him. The ground outside was a bit slippery, and it wouldn't be worth the risk if he fell.
After lying on the sofa and reading for a while, listening to the laughter and noise outside, A Lei couldn't sit still any longer and wanted to go out and join in the fun.
When I picked up my cane, I slipped and one of my shoes was knocked far away.
With his current abilities, it would be difficult for him to reach the shoe out from under the sofa.
A Lei sat on the sofa, feeling disappointed and resigned. Suddenly, he heard a sound behind him. Turning around, he saw his younger sister had entered the room at some point, quietly walked to the sofa, bent down, took out his shoes, and placed them beside his feet.
"Thank you, little sister," A Lei said softly.
Since he saved the little sister last time, she is not as averse to him as before, but she still avoids him.
"Will you always take care of Mom?" the younger sister suddenly asked.
A Lei was taken aback; this was a difficult question to answer. The theories he could confidently spout when dealing with Qin Xiaoyu were utterly inadequate in front of a child.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" The younger sister asked seriously, tilting her head and staring intently at A Lei's face.
“I want to take care of her forever.” Are finally found a plausible way to put it.
"You want to? But you might not be able to do it, right?" The younger sister left A Lei speechless. She usually seemed very clever, but this was just too quirky.
"This is an adult matter. You are too young to explain it to me in a short time."
"You've already explained it clearly, but you yourself still don't know." The little girl shook her head, and A Lei understood; this was a rejection of his abilities. He hadn't expected to be eliminated so easily by a little girl.
"What are you talking about?" Qin Xiaoyu came in from outside, her face flushed from the sunlight. She wiped the sweat from her brow, rushed to the table, poured herself a glass of water, and gulped it down.
A Lei stared at her rosy lips, lost in thought.
The younger sister sighed earnestly, shook her head, and walked out the door.
"What's wrong?" Qin Xiaoyu asked in surprise.
"It's nothing, my little sister just took my shoes out from under the sofa," A Lei quickly explained.
"Why do I feel like there's something strange about you?" Qin Xiaoyu stared at his face and sat down.
“I’ve realized that ever since I got injured, you haven’t treated me like a man anymore,” Are said, distressed.
"Hmm, it seems so. Your injury is healed?" Qin Xiaoyu deliberately teased him, tapping his injured bone with her hand.
"You two, mother and daughter, are both heartless enough." A Lei stared at Qin Xiaoyu, already eager to make his move. It seemed like it had been a long time since he had kissed her.
"There are dozens of people outside, what do you want to do?" Qin Xiaoyu stood up, smiled mischievously, and turned to leave.
"Qin Xiaoyu." It was rare for A Lei to call her by her full name.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know what to do, you know?" A Lei's eyes were full of confusion.
"How should I know?" Qin Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, opened the door, and walked out.