Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

Chapter 1156: Chapter 1156: It’s All the Bad Guys’ Fault

Meng Siyu forcibly carried Tang Yue on his back, not giving her a chance to refuse, and said: "Xiao Yue, don’t try to be strong, let me carry you. We can walk a bit faster this way. Don’t you want to see Xiao Jun sooner?"

"I do."

Tang Yue naturally wanted to, but looking at the seemingly endless road to Changshui Village, she couldn’t help but say, "But walking is hard enough, and carrying me on your back..."

Tang Yue felt sorry for Meng Siyu.

"Silly girl."

Meng Siyu adjusted her on his back to make her more comfortable and walked briskly, saying, "Your weight is nothing compared to what we carry during cross-country training. This little stretch of road is nothing for us."

"Carrying you is much easier than carrying those packs."

He glanced aside as he spoke, and no matter when, in front of Tang Yue, his gaze was always full of indulgence.

"The way brother-in-law looks at sister could drown someone in indulgence." Jin Yan, riding on Ding Ling’s back, looked back and saw how they chatted while walking side by side. Even though they were walking fast, the scene seemed so beautiful, as if they were out on a leisurely sightseeing trip.

"Their relationship is really good," Ding Ling acknowledged. Even though she had witnessed many couples torn apart by difficult times, it was rare to see a couple like Tang Yue and Meng Siyu.

Meng Siyu’s care for Tang Yue was not about how much he spoke but about his meticulous care for her.

"Ding Ling, why don’t I walk on my own?" Jin Yan felt a bit embarrassed being carried by another woman.

"It’s fine. We’ll walk a bit, and then you can walk later."

Ding Ling carried Jin Yan without complaining about being tired, and they moved quickly, avoiding the affectionate couple behind them.

"Hmm, why are Ding Ling and the others going so fast?"

Tang Yue looked ahead, and it seemed that there was a bend in the road where she couldn’t see Ding Ling and Jin Yan anymore.

"No worries."

Meng Siyu smiled slightly and said, "I’ve already told Ding Ling the route, she won’t get lost."

"But she’s never been here, right?" Tang Yue asked with some curiosity.

Meng Siyu cleared his throat and said, "Xiao Yue, you don’t have to have been somewhere to find your way."

Tang Yue wrapped her hands around his neck, leaned against his broad back, and said, "You’re right, the roads here do need improvement. It’s hard enough for us adults to walk, let alone children."

"Knowledge changes fate. Kids are the flowers and pillars of the country’s future. They should be learning, not being delayed by these external conditions."

Tang Yue spoke with some emotion. Since her rebirth, she firmly believed that goodness is rewarded, and she always wanted to do as much good as she could.

Even if she couldn’t help everyone in need, as long as she did her best, she felt happy inside.

"Wife, you’re right," Meng Siyu agreed unconditionally. He added, "But, we have to do what we can. One person’s power is always limited."

"Mm, the road is long and winding, as long as we’re heading in the right direction, that’s all that matters," Tang Yue turned her head, quickly pecked him on the ear, and said, "With us as a united couple protecting the future flowers of our country, wouldn’t you say we’re a perfect match?"

"Indeed we are."

Looking proud, Meng Siyu said, "We are a match made in heaven. If we’re not a perfect match, then there isn’t one in this world."

"That’s not true," Tang Yue’s voice was as crisp as an oriole, chattering in his ear, "There are many well-matched couples in the world, like Sister An Yu and Chu Hong, or Brother An and Sister Qing. For instance, your parents’ love—if either had given up along the way, their story wouldn’t have such a perfect ending."

"These are examples around us, and there are many in books and history of loving couples as well."

"Yes," Meng Siyu replied, "but none are as loving as we are."

"Fine, fine, you’re right about everything."

Tang Yue smiled sweetly. Suddenly, she said, "By the way, when I see Xiao Jun, I’m definitely going to scold him fiercely."

"Scold him."

"Such a big thing happened, his eyes went blind, and he hid it from me. Isn’t that worth a scolding?"

"Yes, it is."

"And you too, keeping it from me with Xiao Jun."

"My mistake," Meng Siyu admitted obediently.

Tang Yue continued: "When Xiao Jun was young, he was a bit naughty, but after middle school, his grades gradually improved. From not being able to pass, he worked his way up to becoming the top scorer in Jiang Province in high school. The effort he put in, I could see it all."

"He’s worked hard. When he decides to do something seriously, he gives it his all. He wanted to go to college, and he indeed got in with excellent grades. He often goes to the mountains to gather herbs. I knew he might get hurt, but losing sight is more than an injury—eyes are the windows to the soul, without them, the world loses all color. Has Xiao Jun been scared during these days?"

"Has he been uneasy?"

Meng Siyu was silent, but he could sense Tang Yue’s intense worry.

"Xiao Jun learned from you, not to worry us with bad news, getting hurt and not telling us. Doesn’t he know I’d be worried? That mom and dad would be worried?"

"Wife, that was my fault."

Meng Siyu comforted Tang Yue.

Tang Yue glared at him and said: "You’re right, you’re at fault too. You shouldn’t have kept it from me with Xiao Jun."

"Xiao Jun is also at fault for not seeing me as his sister anymore. Isn’t he supposed to turn to family when something happens?"

"But the biggest blame lies with those bad guys. If it weren’t for them, Xiao Jun wouldn’t have been in trouble, wouldn’t have fallen off the cliff," Tang Yue said through gritted teeth. If it weren’t for those villains causing trouble, Tang Jun and the others wouldn’t have gone after them, and such a tragedy wouldn’t have happened.

"However, luckily, heaven has eyes." Tang Yue thought of what Meng Siyu said about the leader who crashed into a rock and died. By contrast, although Tang Jun lost his sight, he was otherwise unharmed, which was something to be thankful for.

"Yes," Meng Siyu agreed.

Tang Yue continued: "But he still needs a scolding to remind him."

She kept nagging about Tang Jun, while Meng Siyu thought to himself: Wife, when you see Xiao Jun, I bet you won’t be able to say a harsh word to him.

Meng Siyu understood Tang Yue’s nature well. She may scold fiercely at times, but she was more worried about Tang Jun than anyone else.

If the news of Tang Jun’s accident reached Tang Yue’s ears, she would have certainly rushed back to Huaxia, back to Jing City, putting aside any fashion show, because nothing was more important to Tang Yue than family.