Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets
Chapter 133 Little Aunt Goodbye

Chapter 133: Chapter 133 Little Aunt Goodbye

"Xiao Yue, why aren’t you asleep yet?" Mo Xiaolin was drowsily sleeping on the train when she woke up and saw Tang Yue sitting in front of the window, looking at the night view outside. The bright moonlight shone on her, casting a soft glow on her side profile, making her bright almond eyes dazzle with brilliance.

Even when just seen from the side, a beautiful person still looks beautiful.

Mo Xiaolin turned over, gazing at her, as her mind began to whirl with thoughts—if she were to have a grandson in the future, he would definitely be very handsome.

Xiao Yue’s features were notably pretty, which goes without saying, and Si Yu had inherited his father’s cold but striking features that were unforgettable. If Brother Jin knew that Si Yu could marry such a beautiful wife, he would be overjoyed.

Mo Xiaolin’s expression suddenly dimmed.

"Aunt Mo, I can’t sleep." Tang Yue lifted her head, the moonlight falling on her face as she apologized, "I’m sorry, Aunt Mo, did I wake you?"

Tang Yue’s voice was much lower. Wei Jiajia was sleeping soundly beside her; she was worried that speaking too loudly might wake her up.

During the trip to Shenzhen, Tang Yue mostly slept, especially on the train, where she was always feeling drowsy.

On the way back, looking at the beautiful night view, she didn’t feel sleepy at all.

"No, with the train shaking like this, I can’t sleep peacefully," Mo Xiaolin explained, adding, "Xiao Yue, after we return, I still have to go to work. Would you have some time to help deliver meals to Si Yu?"

"Aunt Mo, what kind of work do you do?" Tang Yue was startled and asked.

She had seen Mo Xiaolin many times but never knew Mo Xiaolin had a job.

"Music teacher, didn’t I tell you?" Mo Xiaolin asked back, surprised.

Tang Yue paused, her voice filled with bewilderment, "Aunt Mo, isn’t it summer vacation now? You still have music classes?"

Mo Xiaolin’s eyes flickered as she replied, "Yes, after the school starts, I need to prepare lessons. This music, if you don’t practice, you’ll get rusty. So, having stopped for so long, I thought, I should return to school. What if I can’t sing when school starts again? What should I do then?"

Mo Xiaolin looked at her with puppy eyes, pleadingly saying, "Xiao Yue, your little uncle also got injured, and I feel bad troubling him, so I have to ask you. Don’t worry, I’ll buy the ingredients and leave them at my house, I’ll give you the key, and you can just cook and deliver it to the hospital."

"This... it doesn’t seem quite right," Tang Yue hesitated. Aunt Mo had already misunderstood so much; delivering meals might make the misunderstanding even deeper.

"Ah, then forget it. I’ll just walk home from the middle school, cook and then deliver the food to Si Yu. By the time I reach the hospital, it will already be past one o’clock. I’ll just have to take the extra trips," Mo Xiaolin muttered to herself, her voice lowered but loud enough for Tang Yue to hear clearly.

"I’ll go deliver it," Tang Yue bit her teeth and agreed.

"Xiao Yue, thank you so much," Mo Xiaolin immediately smiled brightly, the pitiful look before seemed like an illusion.

Watching Mo Xiaolin change her expressions so quickly, Tang Yue knew that Mo Xiaolin was deliberately trying to set something up.

"Aunt Mo, when I get back, I’ll get the keys from you," Mo Xiaolin said cheerfully.

Tang Yue quickly refused, "Aunt Mo, no need to trouble yourself, I’ll just cook at home and take it to the hospital."

"How can that be?" Mo Xiaolin said joyfully, pretending to be upset, "It’s already a hassle to ask you to deliver the meals, it’s not right to make you spend money too."

"Aunt Mo, going to your house isn’t convenient, I’ll just cook at home. As for the groceries..." Tang Yue paused, adding, "Just deliver them to my little uncle’s house, and I’ll cook for him while I’m there, all together."

"That works," Mo Xiaolin, satisfied with Tang Yue’s agreement, happily went to sleep.

Tang Yue sat by the window, her heart in turmoil at the thought of seeing Mo Siyu every day for the coming period.

*

Jiang City Railway Station, Wei Jiajia carried a bag with a few clothes inside, and some things she bought for her parents and little nephew.

"Mingli, after you get back, take good care of yourself. Don’t let your wound touch water."

"Also, it’s hot recently, so avoid spicy food as it’s not good for healing."

Wei Jiajia stood in front of Tang Mingli, seeming to have a lot to say, but after speaking, looking at Tang Mingli’s sunny face, she didn’t know what to say next.

She and Tang Mingli were just in the dating phase, it wasn’t appropriate for her to visit Tang Mingli.

"Jiajia, once I am better, I will visit your family to propose," Tang Mingli said earnestly, his eyes on Wei Jiajia, eagerly hoping to marry her soon.

Wei Jiajia’s cheeks flushed, and she quickly looked around; Tang Yue was standing nearby, grinning at her. Wei Jiajia’s cheeks turned even redder, she couldn’t help but glare at him – can’t you say such things in secret?

"Jiajia, wait for me. I will come soon," Tang Mingli’s gaze stayed on Wei Jiajia’s blushing face, thinking about her becoming his wife soon warmed his heart, his voice deepened slightly, saying: "Jiajia, you also take care of yourself, don’t overwork yourself."

"Okay," Wei Jiajia nodded.

Mo Siyu’s train back to Wangjiang County was ready. Tang Mingli reminded Wei Jiajia to wait for him.

Tang Yue seeing that they had almost finished talking, stepped forward to help Tang Mingli, saying, "Little uncle, it’s getting late, we should head back to Wangjiang County and we can still make it for dinner."

"Okay," Tang Mingli waved goodbye to Wei Jiajia.

"Bye, little aunt," Tang Yue waved at Wei Jiajia.

Tang Yue’s words made Wei Jiajia’s face turn an even deeper shade of red.

"Little aunt, you owe me a meeting gift next time," Tang Yue playfully said.

With cheeks blushing, Wei Jiajia, holding her bag, ran off clumsily.

"Be careful," Tang Mingli yelled after Wei Jiajia’s retreating figure, worried she might rush and accidentally stumble.

Tang Mingli watched until Wei Jiajia disappeared from view, then turned to Tang Yue, asking, "Xiao Yue, when did you become so mischievous?"

"Am I wrong to call her little aunt? I am your niece after all; isn’t it right for a little aunt to give her niece a meeting gift?" Tang Yue tilted her head and retorted.

Tang Mingli: ...

"Xiao Yue, why are you so docile like a little lamb in front of Si Yu?" Tang Mingli counterattacked.

Tang Yue glanced at him and said, "Little uncle, I wonder who gets so angry that they puff up and glare."

To be outgoing as a girl.

Tang Mingli’s eyes widened, he kept comforting himself internally, full of grievances, he said, "You’re not even married yet, and already you’re throwing your support outside."

Tang Yue: ...

When did her elbow turn outwards?