Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

Chapter 1086: Chapter 1086: This Is the Man You Chose

There were only a few days left of Mo Xiaolin’s school, and with Old Master Meng’s poor health, Mo Xiaolin often came by Tang Yue’s place to check on the two children.

In the Siheyuan, laughter and merriment filled the air as Lian Qingyang was striving to complete his work early so he could spare time for his engagement days.

"Xiao Yang."

On this day, Zhang Hualian handed the purchased gold jewelry to Lian Qingyang saying, "Xiao Yang, I know your father will definitely prepare a rich dowry for you. As your mother, what I can offer is modest, but I think gold is never too much. These, please accept them as a token of my heart as a mother and mother-in-law. Don’t despise them."

Lian Qingyang listened to Zhang Hualian while looking at the items in his hands. A gold bracelet, Gold Necklace, gold ring, golden earrings, all glittering and pleasing to the eye. Zhang Hualian’s family wasn’t wealthy, and this set of gold jewelry must have cost at least ten thousand yuan.

Inside the gold box was a passbook.

"Mom, there’s no need," Lian Qingyang was reluctant to let Zhang Hualian spend this money.

"It’s right to give, unless you despise that Mom has given too little?" Zhang Hualian’s face fell.

Lian Qingyang hurriedly shook his head, "Mom, I don’t despise it, it’s just..."

Lian Qingyang opened the passbook to see that there was quite a bit of money, gathered bit by bit, probably the money he usually gave to Zhang Hualian in respect. Now, Zhang Hualian had returned it all.

"Mom, I’ll accept the four pieces of gold jewelry. I’ll thank you on behalf of Jinzi, but this passbook, you should keep it. It’s what I give in respect to you, what’s the point of giving it to me?" Lian Qingyang said helplessly, "You should keep this money as pin money for yourself. If you want something nice to eat, you can buy it for yourself, don’t give it to me anymore."

"Mom, if you don’t take back the passbook, I’m not taking the gold jewelry either," Lian Qingyang said firmly.

The gold jewelry is a token of a mother to her son getting married, regardless of the amount, it’s Zhang Hualian’s intention. But the passbook, he is determined not to take.

He’s not short of money and always finds ways to give money to Zhang Hualian, just so she has more personal funds.

"Xiao Yang, this is a little token from Mom," Zhang Hualian still felt it should be given to Lian Qingyang.

Lian Qingyang’s face darkened, "Mom, this is your token, and this is my token. Don’t you want my token? This is what a son gives to his mother out of respect, don’t you like it?"

Lian Qingyang raised the bag containing the gold jewelry bought by Zhang Hualian.

In the end, Zhang Hualian compromised, saying, "Okay, then I’ll just keep this money."

"Mom," Lian Qingyang said helplessly. Zhang Hualian usually lacked nothing, and she refused the house he wanted to give. Hence, Lian Qingyang could only send small gifts and some money during festivals.

"Alright, with the money in hand, whether I save it or spend it is not your concern," Zhang Hualian thought she’d help as a grandmother when they have children. She could spend this money on her grandchildren later.

Grandchildren.

The thought of soon holding grandchildren made Zhang Hualian feel excited.

*

Jing City, D Jewelry Company.

Shen Qingqing felt uneasy. Hearing that Tang Yue safely returned from Su City yesterday, her doubt deepened.

She closed her eyes, recalling that scene clearly—the man with the big hat, a scarred face, who had deep hatred for Meng Siyu, yet didn’t know his name.

A while ago in Jinyu Lane, she was delivering something to Sun Rou, some gifts Shen Yunfei brought back from a business trip.

Sun Rou wasn’t in the shop; she was out in Jinyu Lane picking shoes when Shen Qingqing ran into that man.

The unclear photo the man held drifted to Shen Qingqing’s side.

Though the photo wasn’t clear and only a side view, Shen Qingqing instantly recognized Meng Siyu. There’s no way not to, considering how much attention she paid to Tang Yue. Naturally, she knew Tang Yue’s husband.

Moreover, Meng Siyu had highly recognizable features.

Shen Qingqing had once lamented how unfair life was, as if all luck and blessings belonged to Tang Yue.

Even though Tang Yue didn’t grow up with Lian He, she had a protective mother and a stepfather who treated her like his own. Growing up in a village seemed to suggest an ordinary life, but Tang Yue?

Becoming a provincial top student, she got into Jinghua University, designed clothes, ran a factory, and made her family prosperous. She was outstanding at any place.

Later, reuniting with Lian He, she was cherished deeply by him.

If only she were Lian He’s daughter, even if her mother Xiang Yazhi wronged Lian He, he’d spare her for his child.

Unfortunately...

Shen Qingqing’s eyes dimmed as she withdrew her thoughts. For days, she kept thinking that Meng Siyu’s identity must be confidential. If she exposed it, the man would surely seek revenge—who would he target? Of course, it would be easiest to go after wife and children.

Yet, Tang Yue remained safe, doubling Shen Qingqing’s suspicion. When Tang Yue left for Su City, she felt something might happen.

Now, Tang Yue had returned safely, but Shen Qingqing dared not inquire too much, though her heart remained uneasy.

"Ring."

A chord ringtone startled Shen Qingqing. She relaxed upon seeing the screen show ’Big Brother.’

Shen Qingqing took a deep breath, steadying her tone, sweetly answering, "Brother, you’re back?"

"Yeah, I’m back. I closed a big deal this time. Want to have lunch together?" Shen Yunfei’s voice held joy. His hard work hadn’t been wasted; completing this deal would be a major step toward his transportation dreams.

He aimed to build Huaxia’s largest transportation company.

"Sure," Shen Qingqing readily agreed. Chatting with Shen Yunfei eased her unease and anxiety.

Shen Qingqing chose a restaurant she frequented with Fan Ming. Its boiled fish slices were especially good, and its small private booth screens offered privacy and a classic charm; she liked it there.

She chose a restaurant corner early, near the window, allowing views of the scenery outside and the restaurant within.

"Brother, here." Shen Qingqing’s belly was growing, fortunately hidden by thick clothing. With her coat fastened, her pregnancy was unnoticed.