Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

Chapter 1295: Chapter 1295: What About Uncle?

"No matter what, he did save Chenchen," Tang Yue replied.

Si Yu stretched out his long arm, pulling her into his embrace, saying, "So what if he saved Chenchen? Without him, Chenchen wouldn’t have been in trouble in the first place. Besides, after saving Chenchen, he hid him, not to mention he almost hurt you in the past."

In the dark, Zaozao heard this and was so shocked that his eyes widened.

He quietly ran back to the room, stood again facing the wall, and said to the stubborn-faced Chenchen, "Chenchen, I just heard Dad and Mom say that Uncle Meng once harmed Mom."

"Huh?"

Chenchen originally felt wronged; standing here in punishment, and getting scolded by Dad, made her extremely aggrieved. Standing in front of the wall, the more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt, large tears falling one by one. Now, hearing Zaozao’s words, she was so shocked that she forgot to cry.

Bright tears hung on her face, neither falling nor staying.

"Why don’t we ask Uncle?" Zaozao suggested.

He didn’t hear everything clearly and didn’t know the whole situation.

Chenchen nodded.

Zaozao immediately prepared to sneak out and call Lian Qingyang.

As soon as he walked out, he saw his uncle Lian Qingyang coming back.

"Zaozao, where’s Chenchen? Are you guys okay?"

Lian Qingyang had just returned from out of town. Hearing that Chenchen almost had an accident, he hurried straight to Tang Yue’s house without delay.

"We’re fine, Uncle, come quickly."

Zaozao pulled Lian Qingyang into the house.

Upon entering, seeing Chenchen standing facing the wall with tears still on her face, Lian Qingyang approached and took her into his arms, saying, "What’s wrong? Did Dad and Mom scold you? Are you hurt?"

"No." Chenchen felt her grievance being released as she was embraced by Lian Qingyang, and she began to cry hard.

After comforting for a long time, Zaozao finally spoke, "Uncle, you were classmates with Mom, right?"

"Yes." Lian Qingyang nodded, looking at Zaozao in surprise, not understanding why Zaozao was so serious about asking if he and Tang Yue were classmates.

"Uncle, did Uncle Meng ever harm Mom?" Chenchen grabbed Lian Qingyang’s clothes, lifted her tear-soaked face from his embrace, and looked at him, seemingly eager for an answer.

"Which Uncle Meng?"

Lian Qingyang didn’t immediately react.

"Meng Yanzhi," Zaozao immediately gave Uncle Meng’s full name.

"Why bring him up out of the blue?"

Lian Qingyang showed clear disdain for Meng Yanzhi.

Seeing his uncle’s look, Zaozao felt reassured and recounted what had happened today.

"You," Lian Qingyang gently knocked on Chenchen and said, "Next time, don’t run off like that. What if something happens? Anyway, that Uncle Meng isn’t a good person, so there’s no need to be grateful."

Lian Qingyang quickly picked a few incidents from back then, saying that Meng Yanzhi had done a lot of shameless things to win over Tang Yue, and even Lian Qingyang’s leg still bore scars.

"See this scar on my leg? It’s from getting hurt because of Meng Yanzhi back then."

Lian Qingyang showed the scar on his leg.

Seeing the scar, Chenchen started crying again, even more fiercely than before.

"Boohoo, Uncle, I didn’t know anything." Chenchen felt she had done something wrong.

"It’s okay, don’t cry. You didn’t know, it’s not your fault. Your mom and dad won’t blame you either. But from now on, try to stay away from him, okay?"

Lian Qingyang, deep down, wished Chenchen would ignore Meng Yanzhi forever, but Chenchen was kind-hearted, and he did save her this time.

"Okay."

Chenchen nodded.

Lian Qingyang then asked, "Chenchen, you usually like to eat, but it wasn’t like today where you kept eating alone in the cake shop. Did you deliberately send Zaozao and Aunt Ding off?"

With his uncle’s words, Zaozao thought seriously and realized that the Chenchen who went out today was indeed different than usual. She liked food, but she always knew what was more important.

How could she not pick out a gift for Dad herself?

And let him buy it?

Zaozao couldn’t help but look at Chenchen.

Outside the room, hearing Chenchen’s heartbroken cry, Tang Yue and Si Yu paused at the door after hearing Lian Qingyang’s question.

"Well..."

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Chenchen said, "I just wanted to go learn how to make dough figurines by myself and didn’t want Zaozao and Aunt Ding following me. After making them, I went to the restroom and noticed someone was following me. When I tried to get rid of them, Uncle Meng showed up and beat up the bad guy."

"Uncle Meng invited me to his place for lunch, so I went. But I told the cake shop owner that I was going with Uncle Meng, and asked them to tell Zaozao and Aunt Ding to head home first," Chenchen added.

Zaozao, shocked, asked, "But the cake shop owner didn’t tell us."

"But I really did say it," Chenchen insisted repeatedly.

Zaozao stared at her, then glanced at her small backpack and asked, "You thought out giving Dad the dough figurine and still asked me to buy cufflinks? Chenchen, you’re too much."

Zaozao was upset and felt tricked.

"Zaozao."

Seeing Zaozao’s angry look, Chenchen immediately rushed up and grabbed his hand, saying, "Brother, I was afraid you’d laugh at me for making it too ugly, so I didn’t tell you."

"Brother."

Clinging to Zaozao’s hand, Chenchen pouted and said, "Brother, the things you give are always practical. You gave those two items, but what I give is just my intention. Together, what we siblings give is sincere, both heartfelt and practical—isn’t that great?"

"Brother, I also made one for you," Chenchen immediately ran to her backpack, pulling out a dough figurine, saying, "Brother, this is for me, can you forgive me?"

Chenchen looked eagerly at Zaozao, genuinely not intending to keep it from him. Usually, going out alone was almost impossible for her, and making figurines wasn’t easy; she wanted to save face.

What if it turned out too ugly? Wouldn’t Zaozao laugh at her forever after?

"It’s so ugly," Zaozao looked at the dough figurine with disdain. The little blue figurine barely looked like a person.

Hearing this, Chenchen reached out to snatch it back.

Zaozao, however, quickly hugged the figurine to his chest and said, "You said it’s for me; are you trying to take it back?"

"Uncle, come judge this for us," Zaozao called out loudly.

Lian Qingyang looked at Chenchen’s backpack, seeing four dough figurines, representing a family of four. Though a bit ugly, they filled Lian Qingyang with envy.

"Chenchen, you only have Mom, Dad, and your brother; what about your uncle?" Lian Qingyang asked, looking at her with puppy eyes.