"That is your own sister." Tang Yue said as she listened to Lian Qingyang’s words, unable to help herself.
Lian Qingqing is indeed his twin sister.
As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Yue remembered something—Lian Qingyang and Lian Qingqing are not blood-related siblings at all. Therefore, despite many years of living together, their relationship remained poor.
"I’d rather you be my true sister," Lian Qingyang muttered as he sat down. "Sister Xiao Yue, I’ve thought it through for you; buying a jade bracelet for a few hundred yuan should suffice as a token of your affection."
"Okay, I’ll listen to you." Tang Yue didn’t dwell on it. She didn’t like Lian Qingqing anyway, and giving a jade bracelet was just to show respect for Grandpa Lian.
Tang Yue’s gaze fell on Lian Qingyang’s face. He bore some resemblance to Lian He, especially those eyes—beautiful, clean, and clear, without any deceit. If possible, she genuinely wished that she and Qingyang were real siblings.
Sadly, her mother, Zhang Hualian, only had her as a daughter.
*
Tang Yue spent a few days in Wangjiang County and returned to Jin City after the Little New Year.
When she went back to Jin City, Zhang Hualian had brought her lots of food.
Tang Zhengde personally made crispy pork, which, in this weather, could last ten to fifteen days without spoiling.
Zhang Hualian personally made cured meat and sausages.
The cured meat, smoked with rice bran and sliced thin, was fantastic when stir-fried with garlic sprouts, or perhaps winter bamboo shoots.
Dried yellow croakers, braised in rice wine, was another of Tang Yue’s favorites.
"Dad, Mom, every time I come back, you prepare so much delicious food for me; I feel embarrassed to take it," said Tang Yue, looking at all the tasty dishes, feeling a warm affection in her heart—the heavy love.
"We are your parents, and even though you’re married, you’ll always be our daughter, and this will always be your maternal home," Zhang Hualian said with utmost seriousness. "Xiao Yue, if you ever lack money, just tell Mom."
"Mom, I gave you money yesterday, and you didn’t even take it; how could I lack money?" Tang Yue thought about the money she got from Lian Qingyang. She originally planned to leave it at home, but Tang Zhengde and Zhang Hualian absolutely refused to take her money.
Having no choice, Tang Yue took the money with her. After a thought, she still left ten thousand yuan with Tang Jun to be used in emergencies.
Tang Jun nowadays wasn’t the irresponsible person he used to be; she felt reassured with money in his hands.
"Alright, alright, you have money, okay then?" Zhang Hualian smiled and said, "You and Si Yu should also have a child. You’re not that old, but Si Yu will be twenty-eight after the New Year, right?"
"Um." Tang Yue nodded and followed up on her words: "Mom, don’t worry, let’s go with the flow, we’ll take it as it comes."
Tang Yue, worried that Zhang Hualian might say something more, quickly got in the car and left.
She liked children, too, but given the shadows of her past life, she was quite worried. Thus, she felt it was best to let things happen naturally this year. If not, she would make more of an effort next year.
What she preferred most was to get pregnant next year and have the child the year after, perfectly balancing her studies and childbirth.
Returning to Jin City with Wu Xin, it was afternoon by the time she arrived. After a quick tidy, she began preparing dinner.
"Just in time for dinner." Tang Yue raised a sweet smile and said, "Dad brought us crispy pork, I’ve already steamed it, it’s really delicious."
"Good, dad’s cooking skills are unbeatable." Meng Siyu praised, his father-in-law indeed had a natural talent for cooking, making dishes that even surpassed those of professional chefs.
"Yes, and there’s this yellow fish, and the bamboo shoots fried with cured pork, try them." Tang Yue introduced each dish one by one.
"Delicious."
Meng Siyu looked at her sweet smile; it made him want to eat another bowl of rice.
These days when Tang Yue wasn’t around, he occasionally stayed over for a day and felt extremely lonely. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
"Tomorrow, let’s have sausage; my mom’s homemade sausage is really delicious." Tang Yue talked as she ate; she had tasted many sausages, but only the ones her mother made were her favorite.
After dinner, Meng Siyu quickly cleaned up the dishes and joined Tang Yue on the sofa to talk about her trip back to the county and the matters of the clothing factory.
She and her uncle as well as Factory Director Ding Chao had already discussed launching a new line combining children’s clothing and maternity wear next year. Of course, having just one Designer Guan was not enough; Tang Yue also recruited two girls from school who particularly loved designing children’s clothes.
With Designer Guan leading, she didn’t have to worry about the children’s clothing.
For children’s clothes, comfort was more important than style, focusing on a comfy and cute design to encapsulate childlike innocence.
No need to fuss too much over the designs, Tang Yue could easily handle it, and once she led the way, the children’s clothing brand would start to take off.

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