Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets novel Chapter 967

Chapter 967: Chapter 967: Millet and Pumpkin Porridge

"Regretting won’t help." Lian Tong shrugged, wholeheartedly agreeing with Tang Yue, "You’re right, Xue Zhiyuan really is a scumbag!"

After chatting for a bit, Tang Yue realized that Lian He was not there, so she asked, "Auntie, didn’t you say you were coming yesterday? How come you came today?"

Delayed by a day.

"It’s because my big brother, your dad, suddenly started vomiting and had a fever, so we had to postpone by a day," Lian Tong, now more talkative since her pregnancy, explained. "It might be due to the weather changing, cold one moment and hot the next. He got chilled and went to the hospital for an IV. He’ll be back with Xiao Yang later."

"Don’t worry, his fever has already gone down by the time we came today." Lian Tong added a bit absent-mindedly.

Tang Yue breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I’ll cook dinner tonight."

Tang Yue rarely cooked, but Grandpa Lian liked her cooking, and even Lian Tong enjoyed it. So, whenever she had the chance, she would cook herself.

"Sure, I’ll ask Aunt Wu to prepare the ingredients. You just need to cook," Lian Tong said, eyeing Tang Yue hungrily, "I want to eat boiled fish slices, but not too spicy."

"Okay."

Tang Yue responded and headed to the kitchen.

Aunt Wu was already preparing the food in the kitchen, having washed and chopped the ingredients, leaving the cooking to Tang Yue.

She asked, "Aunt Wu, do we have millet?"

"Yes, we do." Aunt Wu immediately went to fetch the millet. Even though she had just moved here, Lian Qingyang had already stocked the fridge and kitchen full, with grains and cereals, vegetables, and meat, all available.

"Miss Tang, what are you planning to cook? Let me help." Aunt Wu looked at Tang Yue bustling around the kitchen with a hint of embarrassment.

"No need, Aunt Wu, just keep preparing the ingredients. I’ll make some millet pumpkin porridge."

Tang Yue used a clay pot to cook the millet pumpkin porridge, bringing it to a boil on high heat, then simmering on low heat, staying beside it to stir constantly to prevent sticking.

In between, Tang Yue went to feed Zaozao and Chenchen, reminding Aunt Wu to keep stirring the porridge lest it stick and burn.

Seeing Tang Yue making millet pumpkin porridge, Lian Tong laughed, remarking that Xiao Yue still cared about Lian He. Otherwise, why would she suddenly think of making millet pumpkin porridge upon hearing that Lian He was sick?

Millet pumpkin porridge is gentle and good for the stomach, making it quite suitable for ailing individuals.

When Dalian He finds out, he’ll surely be pleased.

Lian Tong thought this to herself, waiting for Lian He to return.

As Lian Tong got up to walk around the house, she saw Lian He returning with Lian Qingyang. She couldn’t resist quickly sharing the news about Tang Yue making millet pumpkin porridge for Lian He.

Sick as he was, upon hearing this, Lian He immediately broke into a smile. He then worriedly said, "Xiao Yue isn’t feeling well herself, why would she make porridge by herself?"

With large strides, Lian He headed to the kitchen, just in time to see Tang Yue carrying out the freshly made millet pumpkin porridge.

Tang Yue paused momentarily, noticing Lian He looked paler than before. Concerned, she said, "While work is important, your health is equally vital. Health is the foundation of everything. Without good health, earning more money is pointless."

Tang Yue’s words carried a tone of concern.

Lian He’s eyes narrowed into a smile, the wrinkles around the corners prominently marking the passage of time.

Then, Lian He excused himself to spend time with the two kids.

Lian Qingyang whispered in Tang Yue’s ear, "Dad’s embarrassed. Though he never liked sweet porridge before, let alone porridge, sis, you’re impressive."

"Xiao Yang, you should have a bowl too. Don’t just always talk about others; take care of your own health as well. Otherwise, I’ll call mom and tell her you always work overtime, not caring for your health." Tang Yue said, not batting an eye.

Lian Qingyang quickly pleaded, "Sis, please don’t say that, you’ll only make mom worry!"

"Hmph." Tang Yue snorted lightly, glancing at him sidelong, "You know mom would worry, so take good care of yourself!"

"I don’t want to either." Lian Qingyang scratched his ear, looking all helpless and aggrieved, "The branch’s matters, plus Xincheng’s issues, make me as busy as a spinning top. I don’t know why there are so many things to handle."

After finishing the meal as a family, Tang Yue advised, "Xiao Yang, you can actually hire someone; there’s no need to do everything yourself. Otherwise, you earn so much money but have no time for yourself."

"But, many decisions require me personally." Lian Qingyang said, leaning on the sofa, feeling a bit overwhelmed thinking of the pile of contracts at the office.

"Xiao Yang, besides major decisions that you need to overlook, let someone you hire handle the rest." Tang Yue, skilled at delegating, managed with great ease.

Whether it was Mingyue Clothing Factory or Xingyao Clothing Factory, aside from design, which she strictly oversaw, everything else was managed either by her uncle or Qin Anyu.

Regarding design, over at Mingyue, Tang Yue had gradually handed it over to Peng Yufei and the three of them.

And at Jinyang Street, Tang Yue had granted even greater authority, to the point where she didn’t even personally handle collecting rent, and with Red Bean Restaurant, she hadn’t shown up at all.

"It’s good to delegate, but sis, where can I find such people to hire?" Lian Qingyang earnestly asked.