Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

Chapter 961: Chapter 961: Your Jealous Husband Is Here

"I’m happy." Holding Chenchen, Si Yu paid no mind to what Bai Qing said. Looking at Xiao Bai trying to climb up him, he lowered his head and said, "Xiao Bai, Chenchen is your little sister. No hugging, no kissing."

"You’re just a big jar of jealousy." Bai Qing shook her head, unable to help but smile at Si Yu’s serious expression.

Tang Yue couldn’t help but twitch her lips, completely at a loss for words over Si Yu’s childish behavior. He still held a grudge over the time Xiao Bai kissed Chenchen on the cheek, even now not allowing Xiao Bai and Xiao Jin to get close.

"Your big jar of jealousy has arrived." Si Yu raised an eyebrow, looking at An Chong who had just walked in, warmly greeting Mo Xiaolin.

"Xiao Bai." An Chong smiled so much that his eyes squinted. As Xiao Bai was about to climb onto Si Yu, the moment he heard An Chong’s voice, he immediately released his grip and stood obediently to the side.

"Your Xiao Bai is really afraid of his dad." Tang Yue raised her eyebrow in surprise. Compared to just now, Xiao Bai seemed much more well-behaved.

Bai Qing leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Yes, the person Xiao Bai fears the most is his dad."

"Does his dad hit people?" Tang Yue asked, somewhat puzzled.

Apart from the scar on An Chong’s face that looked a bit intimidating, giving off a serious vibe, he actually appeared quite doting on his son.

"He wouldn’t dare hit his son." Bai Qing pouted and gave An Chong a sidelong glance as he chatted with Si Yu.

If An Chong dared to lift a hand against his son, Bai Qing, who fiercely protected her child, wouldn’t let it slide easily.

Besides, in An Chong’s eyes, his son was his treasured possession.

She said, "When he puts on a serious face, he looks really stern. Even if he’s smiling, Xiao Bai doesn’t get close to him."

Tang Yue tilted her head, pondering if Zaozao and Chenchen would fear Si Yu or be close to him when they grow up.

"I really hope Zaozao and Chenchen grow up quickly. It’d be great if they could walk and call us mom and dad."

After feeding the children at night, Tang Yue looked at the two of them sleeping soundly, speaking with envy.

"When they start walking, you’ll wish they could go to kindergarten." Si Yu said earnestly.

"Exactly." Tang Yue perked up immediately and said, "If they go to kindergarten, I’ll probably envy those whose kids are in elementary school."

"Sweetheart, let’s go to sleep."

Si Yu pulled Tang Yue into bed, happy that both their son and daughter were already asleep so early, not wanting to waste such a wonderful night.

*

The Zhu Family.

"Look at what you’ve done!"

Zhu Decai, worn out and seeming to have aged years in just a few days, snapped.

"What did I do?" Mrs. Zhu was cracking sunflower seeds while watching TV. Startled by Zhu Decai’s words, she tossed the seeds to the ground and stood up, pointing at him, "What’s wrong with you, Zhu Decai? Am I your punching bag?"

"Over a single piece of clothing, you offended the Lian Family. Now look, the business we had lined up is all ruined!" Zhu Decai was anxious and upset, his lips covered with sores. Seeing Mrs. Zhu comfortably seated on the sofa only fueled his anger.

"It was just a piece of clothing!" Mrs. Zhu felt a bit guilty, having nearly messed up the engagement banquet.

No, their daughter Zhu Jiaojiao wasn’t happy about the engagement banquet either. Mrs. Zhu had been avoiding going out, fearing anyone mentioning the embarrassing incident.

"Ha, I told you to apologize nicely, but you refused, saying they couldn’t make decisions for the Lian Family. Look now, we’re eating a humble pie."

Zhu Decai sat down, wishing he had slapped her harder that day seeing her guilty look.

The room was quiet, and Mrs. Zhu whispered, "I don’t think so, right? We don’t even have business dealings with the Lian Family."

"True, we don’t, but there are plenty who want to curry favor!" Zhu Decai scoffed, "All greedy and spineless, they’ll do anything to please the Lian Family."

"No, this can’t continue."

Zhu Decai abruptly stood, saying, "Tomorrow, we’ll go apologize to Lian Qingyang, no, apologize to the person who made the clothes."

"I’m not going." Remembering her words when leaving that day, Mrs. Zhu refused.

She did say there wasn’t only one Tang Yue making clothes in the world.

She didn’t need this particular garment.

Now being asked to go apologize to Tang Yue was too humiliating, a situation Mrs. Zhu didn’t want to face.

"Not going?" Zhu Decai’s voice rose several octaves.

"I’m not." Mrs. Zhu was as difficult as ever; the more forcefully Zhu Decai asked her to apologize, the less she wanted to go.

"What, want to hit me?"

Aware that Zhu Decai looked ready to strike, Mrs. Zhu recalled that day, and her anger surged anew.

Seeing the couple about to escalate into a fight, Zhu Jiaojiao hurriedly ran down the stairs, saying, "Dad, Mom, stop arguing."

"What’s going on?" Zhu Jiaojiao had been staying home since the engagement banquet incident, rare for her to step out.

"Ask your dad; he wants to hit me," Mrs. Zhu glared at Zhu Decai, her face livid.

"Dad." Zhu Jiaojiao looked at Zhu Decai, but before she could say a word, Zhu Decai thundered, "Jiaojiao, your mom crossed the Lian Family over a garment, causing the Liang Family to lose face too. If not for Liang Ze genuinely liking you, this marriage might not even go through. Now, because of the Lian Family issue, our business is also in trouble. Is it wrong for me to ask your mom to apologize?"

"Dad, I’m willing to apologize." Zhu Jiaojiao started.

Mrs. Zhu immediately refused, "I’m not going."

"Mom, business is important," Zhu Yaohao tugged at Mrs. Zhu’s hand.

...

"Mom, dad explained so clearly. For us and the Zhu Family, we must apologize." Zhu Jiaojiao softly added, realizing their departure hadn’t been appropriate. However, with her mom being too domineering, she hadn’t said anything then. Who knew it would lead to such trouble?

She realized she should have stopped her mom that day.

"I’ll apologize, but whether they accept it is up to them." Coaxed by her daughter’s soft words, Mrs. Zhu finally agreed.

Zhu Decai brought a load of gifts and came to Tang Yue.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The door was knocked on for quite a while before Mo Xiaolin came running out. Seeing Zhu Decai and his family with heaps of gifts, she couldn’t help but ask, "Who are you looking for?"

"Is Tang Yue here?" Zhu Decai inquired.

"You are..." Mo Xiaolin looked at Zhu Decai suspiciously, puzzled why they brought so many items if they’re just here for Xiao Yue to make clothes.