Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets novel Chapter 951

Chapter 951: Chapter 951: Xu Huan and Xu Le

"Sis, it’s just that I’m busy." Lian Qingyang rubbed his nose, knowing indeed he had been quite occupied lately, barely sleeping here, let alone eating.

"You’re always busy, but while you’re young, do you really think your body is made of iron?" Tang Yue said with a hint of irritation.

Lian Qingyang being busy was something Tang Yue could understand, but his relentless work routine bothered her, as work was important, but health was even more crucial.

It’s all because Lian He insisted on setting up a subsidiary, piling all the responsibilities on Lian Qingyang while he himself didn’t show up.

"Your sister is right; while the company is important, health is even more crucial." Zhang Hualian, being the mother, was most concerned for her son. It was timely that yesterday Tang Jun returned home and there was plenty to eat at home, enough to share with Lian Qingyang.

"Who came over? Is there a guest at home?" Lian Qingyang asked while eating the crispy pork; its crunchy flavor was indeed delightful.

"Xiao Jun just got back," Zhang Hualian explained.

Only then did Lian Qingyang understand, saying, "And he left again? The vacation at his school is really too short."

The combination of fatty and lean pork, once bitten, was very chewy, crispy yet with a meat aroma. Lian Qingyang praised, "Mr. Tang, the crispy pork you make is truly delicious. Even if I ate it every day of my life, I’d never get tired of it."

"Yes, his school’s vacations are indeed short, but Xiao Jun went back to school for self-study." Zhang Hualian nodded in agreement, mentioning if it were Jinghua University, Tang Jun could come home daily.

"Studying at home is the same," Lian Qingyang mumbled, choosing not to say more, and changing the topic, "Mr. Tang, this really tastes amazing."

Lian Qingyang praised it every time he ate it.

"You like it this much; I’ll make more next time." Tang Zhengde smiled warmly.

"Great, Mr. Tang, you better keep your word." Lian Qingyang’s eyes lit up at the mention of food, saying, "Mr. Tang, besides crispy pork, I think braised beef shank is also great."

"Sure, if you’re home, I’ll make it for you." Tang Zhengde was always accommodating to the younger ones. Even more now, with the store closing early, he had free time to make delicious meals for the family.

In the evening, Lian Qingyang happily got to eat braised beef shank, which was cooked to perfection. Lian Qingyang washed his hands and, without using chopsticks, directly used his hands to gnaw at the shank, praising it all the while.

Tang Yue couldn’t help but say, "Xiao Yang, if you don’t think about your appearance, what if no one wants to marry you in the future?"

"Then I just won’t get married," Lian Qingyang replied without a second thought.

Zhang Hualian raised her hand and gave him a light knock on the head, saying, "Lian Qingyang, I’m telling you, I’m waiting to have grandchildren."

"Mom, you already have grandchildren," Lian Qingyang laughed, even as he got hit, feeling happy nonetheless. Before, his relationship with Xiang Yazhi was nothing like mother and child, but now it’s the familial bond he dreamed of, and he’s overjoyed.

"Grandchildren and your own children aren’t the same." Zhang Hualian gave him a sidelong glance and explained further to Tang Yue.

Tang Yue eagerly said, "Mom, you’re right. Of course, grandchildren and children aren’t the same. If Xiao Yang doesn’t get married, doesn’t find a wife, and doesn’t have kids, then I won’t get to be an aunt."

"Lian Qingyang, I’m definitely waiting to be an aunt." Tang Yue stated earnestly.

Lian Qingyang mumbled, "Finding a wife isn’t like buying cabbage; you can’t just buy it whenever you want?"

"You always just know work, work." Tang Yue couldn’t resist shaking her head, suddenly asking, "What do you think of Jin Yan?"

"Gold?" Lian Qingyang put aside the clean gnawed beef shank, grabbed another one, and only after digesting the food in his mouth, shook his head vehemently like a drum, said, "Sis, don’t just randomly matchmake."

Tang Yue pursed her lips, choosing not to say more.

Zhang Hualian and Tang Zhengde had already shifted to another topic.

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