Rebirth in the 80s: The Plan to Raise a Female Tycoon

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...

Chapter 527 Connecting Feelings

A Lei's gifts are always unique; he doesn't just give expensive things. Every single one is thoughtful and unexpected.

Qin Xiaoyu was afraid the children would see the book, so she hid it in her bag first.

Now that Xiaojin and Lisheng are both in puberty, they're hard to manage.

There was a special gift among today's presents, given by my third sister. She brought back a teddy bear from the Teddy Bear Museum in England, along with a Mr. Bean autograph.

The packaging box had the third sister's crooked Chinese characters written very loosely and widely, so it read: "三女古女女马".

It's clear that the third sister has a special fondness for her youngest sister.

Qin Xiaoyu went to find her younger sister, carrying the teddy bear, and discovered something was wrong. She wasn't clinging to Zhou Xing's mother as usual.

Since Zhou Yue gave birth to triplets, Zhou Bi's mother's time has been completely occupied by the three little ones.

Qin Xiaoyu was worried that she would be overworked, so she tried hard to find a nanny. The nanny from the Qi family had been with them for a long time and was easygoing, so she was barely acceptable. However, she still had to help with Xiao Zhengxin's affairs, and with three children to take care of, she was not up to the task. She had to find another one.

For a period of time, nannies came and went like a revolving door. So much so that when Qin Xiaoyu came home from work and saw a new face, she knew without asking that it was the new nanny.

Zhou Xing's mother was very picky about the nanny and refused to compromise. Strangely enough, on this matter, Commander Zhou and Deng Jianyan were completely on her side, fully supporting her and agreeing on the same point of view, which was rare.

Finally, Zhou Yue couldn't stand it anymore and kept pleading, and they managed to find a new nanny.

Qin Xiaoyu had heard that if there was a second child in the family, the eldest child would feel that their status was threatened and would suffer a great emotional blow.

I never imagined something like this would happen to my younger sister. For a long time, Zhou Xing's mother devoted all her time to her younger sister.

Whether Qin Xiaoyu was busy starting her business or traveling for work, Xiaomei was always taken care of by Zhou Xing's mother. The two had developed a deep bond, to the point that Qin Xiaoyu was squeezed out of their private life.

Now Zhou Xing's mother has suddenly been taken away. At first, the little sister kept following Zhou Xing's mother, trying to remind her of her existence. Later, she realized that her reminders were not as attractive as the three little guys' hard-earned poop.

Heartbroken, she decided to withdraw from the competition.

Qin Xiaoyu found her younger sister under the grape trellis; her sister had grown quite a bit. Qin Xiaoyu was also puzzled, as her sister wasn't very tall, and Tang Wenzhi was said to be only 1.75 meters tall. Both of these children were taller than other children their age.

The younger sister wore a beige cotton dress, her hair casually tied in a ponytail, with a few stray hairs falling out. Her hair was unusually thick, just like Qin Xiaoyu's.

Her face was still chubby, a plump little face with round, pouty eyes, staring intently at the rocking horse in front of her, lost in thought.

"Little sister, look at the teddy bear your aunt gave you, it's so cute." Qin Xiaoyu handed over the box in her hand.

"Please thank Third Aunt for me." The younger sister took it, but didn't seem particularly happy.

"Mom will take you out for a walk, it's so boring at home." Qin Xiaoyu reached out and lifted her little sister's messy hair, but it fell down again in the blink of an eye.

It turns out that Zhou Xing's mother used to take care of the younger sister's hair. To prevent stray hairs from falling out, she would braid many small braids in the front. Now that she doesn't have time, she can only tie it into a ponytail.

"I don't want to go," the younger sister shook her head.

"Mom, shall we go to the park?" Hanhan ran in from outside, her nose covered in sweat.

"Let's go!" With Hanhan's help, Qin Xiaoyu finally brought her little sister to the park.

In the 1980s, the park didn't have many rides or attractions, and you could walk through the whole park in less than ten minutes.

"Mom, let's have some ice cream!" Hanhan was unusually active today.

Qin Xiaoyu led them over. She remembered that the last time she took Hanhan to eat ice cream was two years ago. Later, when Liunian Xiaozhu started its own products, she would buy them and eat them at home whenever she wanted.

"How many do you want?" The woman selling popsicles was wearing a white uniform with the words "Northern Cold Drinks" on it. Northern Cold Drinks is an old brand produced by Northern Restaurant. It has dominated the cold drink industry for many years, but it declined for a time. In the 21st century, it was rediscovered and became very popular.

"Let's start with five for each of us." Qin Xiaoyu found a small square table and sat down. As soon as the older woman heard that a big customer had arrived, she immediately became attentive. These popsicles cost one yuan each, which was a luxury item.

She's still a child; she'd only been playing for a little while, and now that there was food, a smile appeared on her face.

When the ice cream was served, Qin Xiaoyu scooped out a big spoonful and put it in her mouth, closing her eyes to enjoy the icy sensation.

Hanhan ate quickly, and suddenly he reached into his little sister's bowl. His little sister immediately snatched it back, and the two children burst into laughter.

Qin Xiaoyu was about to say that Mom would ask you for a few more, but then she changed her mind. Taking advantage of their inattention, she snatched a spoonful from Hanhan's small bowl.

Hanhan was busy protecting her bowl, and while the two were arguing over it, her younger sister had already won. The three of them laughed and joked around, and even the ice cream vendor watched them with a smile. It was a beautiful and heartwarming scene.

"Mom, do you remember when you took me to buy stationery before school started?" Hanhan suddenly asked.

"The popsicles we ate secretly," Qin Xiaoyu recalled.

"You guys are eating ice cream behind my back!" The little sister got angry when she heard this.

"Who told you to cough?" Qin Xiaoyu laughed gleefully.

"I'm not going to be friends with you guys anymore!" The younger sister suddenly reddened her eyes, as if she had thought of something or was using it as an excuse.

"Mom, can we move out?" Hanhan asked her little sister.

"Why are you moving out?" Qin Xiaoyu asked, somewhat surprised. Her younger sister had been disappointed with Zhou Xing's mother. Commander Zhou, on the other hand, treated Hanhan like a treasure and always held her in his hands.

"I want to have my own home, not just everyone together." Although Hanhan is sensible, she is still young and cannot express some of her emotions clearly.

Qin Xiaoyu immediately understood that Hanhan was even more worried than her younger sister.

What he feared was that after Qin Xiaoyu and A Lei got married, they would live their own lives as a couple. Soon, a child would be born, and just like Zhou Yue's baby stole Zhou Xing's mother's love, it would mean that the siblings would completely lose their mother.

"Mom will think about it. We'll move in together as a family and live separately," Qin Xiaoyu promised Hanhan. It seemed the child's thoughts were more delicate than she had imagined; she needed to consider things more thoroughly.

Regarding the new house for the wedding, A Lei suggested using his room first, and Qin Xiaoyu also had a similar opinion.

Compared to A Lei's room, Qin Xiaoyu's room could only be considered a place to sleep.

A Lei's room is rich in both material and spiritual aspects; it's more like a home, somewhat messy, yet with its own order.

Zhou Xing's mother wanted to help her tidy up, but she was powerless to do so, which Qin Xiaoyu understood.