Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets
Chapter 154: Future Father-in-Law (Part 2)

Chapter 154: Chapter 154: Future Father-in-Law (Part 2)

"Brother Mo." Qin Huai’an came over this time filled with gratitude. Last time, despite his injury, Mo Siyu still managed to catch that person. Not only did the boss have to thank Mo Siyu, but Qin Huai’an also had to express his gratitude. Without Mo Siyu, he would be burdened with a debt of more than a hundred thousand.

It was as if Mo Siyu had saved his life.

As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Mo Xiaolin brought him here. Mo Xiaolin thought that being with them at her age would make them uncomfortable, so after she had brought Qin Huai’an over, she left first.

Upon seeing Tang Yue, Qin Huai’an eagerly greeted her with, "Little sister-in-law."

"Who are you calling?" Tang Mingli immediately showed his displeasure and glared at Qin Huai’an.

"Her," Qin Huai’an seriously replied as he looked at Tang Yue.

"Mo Siyu, don’t tarnish Xiao Yue’s reputation," Tang Mingli said irritably as he glared at him and pulled Tang Yue aside, "My Xiao Yue is a pure and innocent girl. What little sister-in-law? Are you engaged? Did you go through the betrothal? Are you in a relationship?"

"Miss Tang." Qin Huai’an swiftly corrected himself, "Brother Tang, it’s my fault, I was too impatient."

Qin Huai’an apologized.

Tang Mingli said, "That’s more like it. Si Yu, if you want to pursue Xiao Yue, do it openly and use your own skills, don’t resort to these empty gestures."

"Yes, rest assured Mingli, I absolutely won’t let Xiao Yue harm her reputation," Mo Siyu said meaningfully. After not seeing her for a few days, Tang Yue seemed to have grown even thinner. He continued, "After eating so many meals in the hospital, how about this: let Xiao Yan and Qin Huai’an help you, and let Tang Yue cook some dishes tonight."

"If you want to eat, go to a restaurant," Tang Mingli retorted without any warmth, being as protective of Xiao Yue as one would guard a calf, fearing that Mo Siyu, the big bad wolf, would take her away.

"Mingli, there’s a big difference between cooking and doing manual labor," Mo Siyu raised an eyebrow. Even while sitting in a wheelchair, his powerful presence was not to be taken lightly. He looked at Tang Mingli with his deep eyes, "You say Xiao Yue is your niece, but as an uncle, you’re hardly doing a competent job."

"Exactly, Brother Tang. Look at your niece, she’s delicate and petite. Why would you have her moving fabric?" Eager to please and afraid that Mo Siyu would bear a grudge for running away last time, Qin Huai’an hurriedly said to Tang Yue, "Miss Tang, this kind of rough work should be left to me."

Without another word, Qin Huai’an sprang into action, gathering all the pieces of fabric together. He had served in the military and was quite strong, much stronger than Tang Mingli, and he hoisted the fabric onto his shoulders with a determined grit.

"Uncle, it’s no trouble; I can cook dinner for you. Think about it, you’ll have to eat dinner tonight, right?" Tang Yue whispered. She even had already thought out which nutritious dishes to prepare in her mind.

Mo Siyu was still recovering and needed nourishment, and her uncle had been working so hard these days that he had also lost quite a bit of weight.

"You..." Tang Mingli was about to speak.

Tang Zhengde and his wife Zhang Hualian finished their business at the store and arrived. Looking at the many tasks at the factory, especially Mo Siyu sitting in a wheelchair, Tang Zhengde asked, "This is..."

"He’s my classmate, Mo Siyu," Tang Mingli introduced, his gaze shifting subtly among Tang Zhengde, Mo Siyu, and Tang Yue.

He was well aware of Mo Siyu’s feelings for Tang Yue.

Mo Siyu and Tang Zhengde, who is also his future father-in-law, were meeting for the first time.

"This is Xiao Yue’s father and mother, and my second brother and sister-in-law." Tang Mingli watched the scene and always found it very subtle.

"Hello, uncle and auntie," Mo Siyu lowered his posture, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

The first impression cannot be poor.

Qin Huai’an, who had just returned with a roll of cloth, looked at Mo Siyu’s smile and showed a mischievous grin.

It was the first time he had seen Mo Siyu smile.

Mo Siyu has a very stern face, always keeping a straight face, serious and unapproachable. Now, with a smile, his expression softened, handsome and radiant with those deep black eyes shining.

"Hello," Tang Zhengde looked at his foot and asked, "What happened to your foot? Did you fall?"

"Second brother, he was delivering goods to Shenzhen and got into a little accident, that’s how he hurt his leg," Tang Mingli hurriedly explained, verbally disapproving of Mo Siyu and Xiao Yue, but in action, he was very supportive.

Mo Siyu is better than any of his peers he has ever met.

Xiao Yue is destined to get married, so such an outstanding Xiao Yue, matched with an equally outstanding Mo Siyu, made a perfect pairing.

"Delivering goods is indeed very hard, and accidents are common," Tang Zhengde sighed. He had also traveled around before and knew the dangers outside. Mo Siyu, aiming to please Tang Zhengde, found a common topic of conversation, so naturally, their interaction was very harmonious.

"Xiao Yue, it will be hard work for you to cook today, I’ll help out by doing more at the factory," Zhang Hualian whispered to Tang Yue, full of praise for Mo Siyu, who seemed like an outstanding young man.

And Tang Jun, who came along, was even more exaggerated. Hearing that Mo Siyu had good skills, he kept standing by Mo Siyu’s side, asking if he could learn from him.

Mo Siyu, well-experienced and knowledgeable, intrigued Tang Jun further with his talk. After hearing it, Tang Jun wanted to learn some skills even more, not just to protect himself, but also his sister in the future.

Before Tang Yue went shopping, she looked at the unexpectedly harmonious scene in the warehouse, her ears still seeming to carry Zhang Hualian’s admiring words for Mo Siyu. She couldn’t help wiping the non-existent sweat from her forehead. Mother, if you knew Mo Siyu was attracted to your daughter, would you still praise him so?

In the bustling warehouse, Mo Siyu sat in a wheelchair. Although he couldn’t physically work, he directed them, guiding where to put the fabrics, improving their working efficiency.

Tang Yue, with money in hand, went to buy groceries. The stoves in the factory had been set up, and oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and such were all ready. She busied herself in the kitchen, brewing pork ribs with lotus root soup, with an aroma constantly in the air.

With two more people today, Tang Yue prepared more dishes as well: spicy Mapo Tofu, Chopped Pepper Steamed Fish Head, Stir-fried Meat with Green Peppers, garlic vermicelli, Braised Pork Ribs, stir-fried pickled meat, Braised Eggplant, and stir-fried tofu.

Although Tang Yue was not a professional chef, the dishes she cooked tasted exceptionally delicious, with a homely flavor.

"Xiao Yue, when did you learn to cook so many dishes?" Her mother, Zhang Hualian, looked at the table full of dishes, with steaming enticing aromas and appetizing presentations, skillfully colored and very appetizing.