Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

Chapter 911: Chapter 911: All Thumbs

"Yes, yes, yes, Xiao Yue, you are right." Qin Anyu agreed wholeheartedly. Not only did Qin Anyu agree, but Tang Mingli also supported helping others when possible, seeing it as accumulating virtue.

It was Lucy’s first time in Huaxia, and as the host, Tang Yue naturally had to take her around.

"Lucy, this is the university I attended, Jinghua University." Tang Yue led Lucy into Jinghua University. Since getting pregnant, Tang Yue rarely visited the school. The familiar campus filled her with a sense of intimacy and surprise, as there were quite a few changes within the year, making it feel even more familiar.

"It’s really beautiful." Lucy praised. As one of Huaxia’s top universities, Jinghua University has a rich academic atmosphere. Students who are admitted are either exceptionally talented or have put in extraordinary effort.

The graduates of Jinghua University have promising futures.

As a member of Jinghua University, Tang Yue couldn’t help but feel proud.

Along the way, Tang Yue met many classmates. The combination of Tang Yue and Lucy, two contrasting beauties, made them quite eye-catching wherever they went. Tang Yue warmly greeted the classmates she knew.

After visiting Jinghua University, Tang Yue accompanied Lucy to taste some delicious food.

There’s a famous snack street in Jing City, known for its renowned treats.

"Tang, I like it here," Lucy said with an excited and delighted smile on her face.

"Then stay a bit longer, or come often later, maybe even marry in Huaxia?" Tang Yue jokingly teased. Lucy liked Huaxia, and as a Huaxia native, Tang Yue felt delighted. "Lucy, let’s visit the factory tomorrow," she said.

"Sure."

Lucy nodded seriously and said, "If the person I love is from Huaxia, I would be willing to marry here."

Upon hearing Tang Yue mention the many beautiful places in Huaxia, Lucy thought settling down here with her loved one wouldn’t be a bad idea.

Tang Yue widened her eyes, looking at Lucy’s serious expression. She couldn’t help but wonder if Kaya’s daughter truly married in Huaxia, would Lucy’s father argue with her?

In the evening, Zhang Hualian chopped the meat for dumplings, preparing three types of stuffing: pork and cabbage, chive and pork, and mushroom and meat. These three fillings were the most common, and Tang Yue’s favorite was the chive and pork.

Considering Lucy was a foreigner, Zhang Hualian prepared extra stuffing so Lucy could also enjoy the dumplings.

Dumplings are a highly cherished traditional food among Huaxia people.

Zhang Hualian and Mo Xiaolin worked together, while Tang Yue accompanied Lucy in the living room. Zaozao and Chenchen lay side by side in their stroller, waving their arms and legs after having their fill, with Tang Yue occasionally teasing them. They were adorably cute.

Meng Siyu and Meng Jin returned together, while Tang Zhengde, busy with store matters, didn’t come back to dine together.

Lian Qingyang, busy with the branch company’s affairs, hadn’t had a meal at home for days. When he returned today and saw the guests in the living room, Lian Qingyang smiled and greeted, "Sis, the family makes dumplings but doesn’t call me."

He loved the mushroom and meat stuffing, always eating the most whenever Zhang Hualian made dumplings.

Having been eating fast food at the company recently, he was nearly sick of it, preferring not to eat if it wasn’t for filling his stomach.

He dared not say this in front of Zhang Hualian, lest the doting mother delivered meals every day, which would be too tiring.

Lian Qingyang could only endure it, hoping to finish the company affairs soon and return home.

"Who told you to be busy every day?" Tang Yue raised an eyebrow and introduced, "Lucy, my senior during my time in F country. This is my brother, Lian Qingyang; you’ve probably met before."

"Hello." Lian Qingyang smiled and greeted.

Lucy followed, saying, "Hello."

Her clear pronunciation showed evident progress since meeting Lucy in F Country two years ago, prompting a casual compliment, "Your Chinese has improved tremendously."

"I think so too."

Lucy proudly smiled; since meeting Tang Yue, she had diligently worked on her Chinese.

The Tang Family filled with lively dumpling-making, and even Lucy was curious and tried making dumplings. Unfortunately, despite her beautiful, slender hands, making dumplings felt like they were not obeying, which made everyone laugh heartily.

"Let me try."

Lian Qingyang thought making dumplings should be simple and was eager to try upon seeing how clumsy Lucy’s hands appeared.

Tang Yue made room, curious whether Lian Qingyang could actually make dumplings.

Tang Yue didn’t believe it; Lian Qingyang had zero culinary talent.

Sure enough, the moment Lian Qingyang sat down, ready to show his skills, it was a disaster...

Having mocked Lucy’s clumsy hands, Lian Qingyang had laughed the hardest. Now, as the tables turned, Lucy excitedly spoke in F language non-stop, leaving everyone except Tang Yue puzzled, as they could not understand her words.

Lian Qingyang faintly understood some simple words, further darkening his expression.

Meng Siyu stepped forward and patted his shoulder, saying, "Xiao Yang, you’re still young; practice secretly in the future. We won’t tease you for being clumsy again."

"Brother-in-law, isn’t that a bit harsh?" Lian Qingyang replied, feeling he might never conquer the dumplings even if he practiced secretly.

It looked so simple.

Both Zhang Hualian and Mo Xiaolin deftly moved their hands, quickly producing a crescent-shaped dumpling.

Even Tang Yue managed to make one swiftly and beautifully.

Why, when it came to him, did his hands feel clumsier than his feet?

"Brother-in-law, you shouldn’t laugh at me; I bet you can’t do it either." Lian Qingyang felt slightly better after thinking that.

Meng Siyu raised an eyebrow, grabbed Lian Qingyang, and sat down confidently. Taking a dumpling skin, he placed some chive and pork stuffing in the center, wetting the edges of the dumpling skin. Despite being a man making dumplings, it ironically seemed harmonious.

When Meng Siyu engaged in these activities, he exuded a calm and composed demeanor, starkly contrasting with Lian Qingyang’s rushed clumsiness.

"Brother-in-law, you..." Lian Qingyang was flabbergasted.

Meng Siyu deftly maneuvered his long fingers, producing a beautiful crescent dumpling.

Meng Siyu took another dumpling skin, and in no time, a plump ingot dumpling emerged.

He also skillfully crafted a fish-shaped dumpling and an adorable purse dumpling.

Lian Qingyang: "..."