Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets novel Chapter 827

Chapter 827: Chapter 827: How Many Children Did You Give Birth to Back Then?

"Mom, what’s wrong?" Tang Yue keenly sensed that something was off with Zhang Hualian. It seemed like ever since Lian Qingyang left, something had been bothering her, as if hiding a secret. Tang Yue sat up straight and asked, "Mom, is it because you’re not used to staying in Jing City?"

Jing City isn’t as warm as Wangjiang County in the south; it’s drier here. Even Tang Yue had trouble adjusting when she first arrived.

"No."

Zhang Hualian shook her head and said, "Wherever you are, dear, I’m there too. It’s not about discomfort; it’s just..."

She hesitated, prompting Tang Yue to inquire further, "Mom, I’m your own daughter, your flesh and blood. What is it that you can’t tell me?"

Tang Yue blinked her bright eyes, determined to seize this opportunity to ask clearly.

"It’s nothing. By the way, Qingyang recently got you a new computer. Shouldn’t you give him something in return?" Zhang Hualian changed the subject.

Tang Yue gave her a deep look but didn’t press further, saying, "Mom, I made all of Xiao Yang’s clothes by hand. He’s happy enough just coming over for meals."

Lian Qingyang always had a keen interest in Dad’s cooking.

"By the way, I vaguely heard you mention, Qingyang isn’t Lian He’s child?" Zhang Hualian inquired, seemingly very curious about this matter. She said, "If Lian Qingqing looks just like Sun Rou, and neither are Lian He’s children, then whose child is Qingyang?"

Past dealings with Lian He didn’t bother Zhang Hualian anymore; she considered it a bygone Chapter.

"Not quite sure." Tang Yue shook her head and said, "Si Yu investigated previously, and found a clue at a midwife’s place, but the trail went cold. We couldn’t pinpoint who the biological parents are."

"A midwife?" Zhang Hualian paused her knitting, nearly dropping it, her voice filled with shock.

Tang Yue noticed her interest and said, "Mom, why the sudden concern about this?"

"Do you remember the midwife’s surname?" Zhang Hualian put down the knitting, asking excitedly.

Perhaps Zhang Hualian’s urgency stirred something in Tang Yue; she sensed her mother’s reaction was over the top. A thought crossed her mind, but it seemed impossible. She’d never heard of any siblings all these years.

"Mom, why are you asking about the midwife?" Tang Yue retorted instead of answering.

"Xiao Yue." Zhang Hualian was silent for a while before speaking, "Xiao Yue, when you were born, your grandmother and I felt something was amiss. My belly was big, but you were tiny. They later attributed it to abundant amniotic fluid, so we didn’t think much of it. But lately, I’ve been pondering, wondering if I gave birth to another child after I passed out?"

"Mom, how many children did you deliver back then?" Tang Yue stared at Zhang Hualian in amazement.

Zhang Hualian shook her head cluelessly, "I only knew of you. It was tough giving birth to you and I fainted afterward."

"What about Grandma? Wasn’t she there? How could she not know if there were two?" Tang Yue sat upright and asked seriously, "Mom, who delivered you?"

"A passing midwife, her surname was Liu." Zhang Hualian couldn’t summarize briefly, so she recounted the past in detail.

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