After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

Du Yueqing is busy preparing lessons and writing lesson plans right now, as these will be needed for tomorrow's class.

So it's not that Yueqing doesn't want to spend time with her children, it's just that she's really too busy. She not only has to prepare lessons and write lesson plans, but also correct students' homework.

She has already prepared a set of unit test papers for next week and is just waiting to go to school early tomorrow to print them out.

By the time Yueqing finished her work, it was already eight o'clock. She stretched and loosened her muscles, looking out the window at the pitch-black darkness.

And with the occasional glimpse of starlight in the distance, Yueqing thought to herself that her mother must not be home right now.

Because every night, Du's mother would go to the only small square in their Anshan County to dance.

After retiring, Mrs. Du had nothing to do all day, so she joined some kind of song and dance troupe.

She's going to participate in a competition these days, and she's been practicing dance so enthusiastically that even Wang Anzhao hasn't had time to guide her.

Yueqing strolled into the living room and immediately saw her father still engrossed in watching a TV series.

Wang Anzhao was also staring intently at the screen, it was unclear whether he could understand it or not.

Yueqing plopped down on the sofa, grabbed a washed apple from the coffee table, and took a bite. The crispness and rich aroma of the apple immediately filled the air.

Taking a bite of apple to satisfy her craving, Yueqing teased her father with a grin, "Dad, why are you so obsessed with martial arts dramas? You have to go to work tomorrow, have you already taken care of everything?"

The way Yueqing spoke was exactly the same as when her father used to urge her to do her homework.

Du Jianxin is a serious person outside, but he is very easygoing at home.

Yueqing was very comfortable around Du Jianxin because he doted on her.

Du Jianxin looked at his daughter's unruly behavior and gave her a knowing look.

Seeing her father's expression, Yueqing quickly sat up straight, put down her crossed legs, and chuckled, "It's just a habit, I feel uncomfortable if I don't cross my legs."

Du Jianxin wasn't too serious about it; his daughter should be free and unrestrained at home. It was just that she had spoken up earlier.

Du Jianxin shook his head and said to his daughter, "I didn't say anything. It's fine at home, but if you're out in public and you're sitting face-to-face with someone with your legs crossed like that, people will say you're impolite."

After hearing what her father said, Yueqing slumped into the sofa chair as if she had no bones.

Du Yueqing said weakly, "Of course I know, but at home, I'm more relaxed and careless. I'll be very careful when I'm out."

Thinking about her image at school, Du Yueqing stood up and gestured to her father, "Look at my image, my temperament, how dare I indulge myself outside? If my colleagues or students saw me like that, wouldn't I lose face?"

His words carried a hint of self-satisfaction, and his tone rose at the end.

In the students' hearts, Du Yueqing was a goddess.

Among all the Chinese and math teachers, she was a breath of fresh air, the most dazzling presence. People said she was on par with the school's English teacher.

Her colleagues all said that she shouldn't be a serious and rigid Chinese teacher, but rather an English teacher full of romance.

If her goddess image were to collapse, she would be attacked by everyone, so Du Yueqing dared not let her guard down.

Du Jianxin couldn't stand his daughter's smug and arrogant attitude. Du Jianxin admitted that his daughter was beautiful, but her personality was really not something to be proud of.

"You're so vain. Don't say that in public, or people will say you're too arrogant."

After finishing talking about his daughter, Du Jianxin glanced at his watch and exclaimed, "Wow, it's almost nine o'clock!"

He turned to his daughter and asked, "Are you going to pick up your mom, or should I go?"

Du Yueqing jumped up and said crisply, "I'll go, I'll go! It's so late at night, I'm worried about you riding your bike with your old arms and legs!"

Upon hearing his daughter's words, Du Jianxin felt extremely frustrated. He couldn't help but secretly pinch his arm, muttering to himself: "My arms and legs are still stiff, how come they're old and frail?"

Unfortunately, Du Yueqing didn't notice her father's little mood at all. She picked up the electric bicycle key, opened the door with a "click," and left.

When Du Yueqing arrived at the square, she immediately saw her mother saying goodbye to her dance partner.

Du Yueqing stood not far away, watching longingly. Only when her mother came over did she wave to get her mother's attention.

Du Yueqing shouted at the top of her lungs, "Mom, I'm here!"

When Du's mother heard the sound, her eyes darted around, and after searching for a while, she finally spotted her daughter standing in the shade under a big tree.

That brat, standing all alone in such a dark place, isn't she afraid of being carried off by a big bad wolf?

Standing next to Du's mother was a slightly older but elegant dance partner. Seeing this, she asked her curiously, "A-Juan, is that pretty girl your daughter?"

Du's mother's full name is Yang Shujuan. When she heard Ma Xiaoqing's question, she felt a little proud, but also a little helpless.

"That's right, my daughter was worried about me and came to pick me up late at night. Don't you think she's worrying for nothing? I'm a grown woman, how could I get lost? Haha..."

Ma Xiaoqing is a dance partner that Du's mother recently met. I heard that her husband is a leader in the city.

Of course, this was just hearsay. Mrs. Du was never interested in other people's family affairs, so she didn't ask any further questions.

Ma Xiaoqing looked at the graceful girl standing not far away, with a bright smile and clear eyes; she looked like a good girl who would make a good home.

As soon as Comrade Yang Shujuan saw her daughter, she couldn't stop smiling, and her eyes even narrowed with laughter.

He seems to be a doting father.

Before joining the dance troupe, Ma Xiaoqing had already thoroughly researched the family situations of the members.

Of course, I only know the basics.

Yang Shujuan's family structure is very simple; she is a senior colleague who has honorably retired from the Experimental Middle School.

Her husband is currently the director of teaching at Anshan County Experimental Middle School. He is not yet of retirement age and is still contributing to the school.

They have only one daughter, Du Yueqing, who is 27 years old. She has been divorced and is now raising her child alone.

The couple doted on their daughter, and it was clear that they did not hold old-fashioned feudal ideas and were not sexist.

After graduating from university, Du Yueqing took over her parents' business.

I am now the Chinese language teacher of Class 2, Grade 1 at Experimental Middle School.

She comes from a respectable family, is a role model as a teacher, and has a harmonious family. Her whole family is honest and upright; she is an exceptionally good girl.

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoqing warmly pulled Du's mother along, beaming, and said, "Comrade Shujuan, you have such a well-behaved and sensible daughter, why don't you introduce her to us?"

Ah~ Mrs. Du was a little stunned by her companion's sudden enthusiasm. They didn't seem to be familiar enough to introduce their family situations, did they?

However, since they had already said that, she felt embarrassed to refuse.

Then Du Yueqing saw her mother waving not far away. The gesture didn't look like she was calling her daughter at all; it looked more like she was calling her puppy.

Du Yueqing was amused by her own sudden idea.