Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets-Chapter 1244: Why Is Sister Miao Crying?

"Sister Tang, is this for me?" The girl looked at the floral dress in Tang Yue’s hand; the dress was very pretty.

"Yes."

Tang Yue nodded affirmatively, placing the clothes in the girl’s hand. In addition to the floral dress, there were several other dresses, all very beautiful.

"Go try them on quickly."

Tang Yue urged the girl to go back to her room to try on the clothes.

The girl held the clothes, a bit embarrassed. Tang Yue said, "These dresses are made from leftover fabrics. You don’t mind, do you?"

Tang Yue led the girl to the studio next door. In the studio, there were many leftover fabrics, which weren’t enough to make a set of clothes for adults but were more than enough to make clothes for the girl.

"Thank you, Sister Tang."

The girl happily took the clothes to try them on.

Not only did the girl have clothes, but Chenchen also came over, wearing the same dress as the girl. The only difference was the size of their clothes.

"We’re wearing the same clothes."

Chenchen joyfully held the dress. She loved wearing dresses; she liked all kinds of dresses.

"So pretty." The girl didn’t even know what words to use to describe it. The soft dress on her body was the first dress she had worn in her life.

Previously, the clothes Yuan Yu brought to the village were all pants, not dresses, because she thought dresses would be inconvenient for the girl.

But Tang Yue loved dresses and loved seeing Chenchen in them. So, when she made dresses for Chenchen this time, she also made a few identical dresses for the girl.

Now, seeing the big and small both in dresses, Tang Yue said with satisfaction, "Not bad, go try another set."

The girl and Chenchen kept trying on clothes. Chenchen proudly said, "My mom makes the prettiest clothes."

"Yes, the clothes Sister Tang makes are really beautiful."

The girl was full of envy, thinking if her mother were still alive, would she, like Sister Tang, be able to make such beautiful clothes?

What were her father and mother like?

Seeing Chenchen like a little princess with a beautiful mother, handsome father, and loving grandparents, uncle, aunt, and paternal grandparents, Chenchen must be the happiest person.

The girl’s eyes dropped, but the envy in her eyes could not be hidden.

"Sister Miao, what’s wrong?" Chenchen, happy with her new dresses, suddenly felt the girl’s unhappiness and immediately asked.

Tang Yue pulled the girl over and said, "Girl, from now on, we are your family."

"Sister Tang."

The girl, after all still young, even though she knew she should hold back, felt pain in her heart facing the happy Chenchen.

Hearing Tang Yue’s gentle comfort, the tears she was holding back overflowed from her eyes.

Tang Yue comforted the girl, while Chenchen asked incomprehensibly, "Mom, why is Sister Miao crying?"

Faced with her daughter’s question, Tang Yue didn’t know how to explain.

The girl, sobbing, said, "Because I miss my mom and dad. I don’t have a mom or dad. I’ve never seen them since I was little."

She didn’t even know what her mom and dad looked like.

"Then..."

Chenchen paused, pulling the girl along, "Sister Miao, my mom will share half with you, no, half of the half." Chenchen nestled in Tang Yue’s arms, with earnest eyes like hers, clumsily comforting, "Sister Miao, don’t cry, you’ll dirty your new dress."

’Puff~’

Tang Yue, just immersed in her daughter’s understanding and ability to comfort others, couldn’t help laughing next moment. Was Chenchen afraid of crying on her new dress?

That day, Tang Yue talked a lot with the girl, enlightening her, warming her with love. She believed the girl would understand her parents’ difficulties.

At night.

Tang Yue chatted with Si Yu, saying, "The girl is so pitiful without her mom and dad; she’d never seen them growing up."

"She has a grandpa who loves her wholeheartedly." Si Yu held her tightly, also feeling sympathy for the girl. Back then, he only had no dad and already didn’t know how much taunting he’d faced, but the girl had grown up by her grandpa’s side since she was little.

When others were surrounded by parents asking for candies and acting like a child, the girl had already begun helping her grandpa with herbs work.

"The girl is very sensible; we should help her more in the future," Tang Yue said.

Si Yu rolled over, stopping her words, helping the girl needed no saying, but now, there was something more important to do.

...

In the blink of an eye, the girl had stayed at the Tang Family for a few days. Because it was summer vacation, Chenchen had nothing to do, playing joyfully every day with the girl. Even when Chenchen was learning to dance, the girl was earnestly learning by the side.

Initially, the girl was very shy, but Chenchen didn’t make fun of her at all, instead comforting, "Sister Miao, when I first started, I wasn’t as good as you. Just work a bit more, and you’ll dance better than me."

"Really?"

The girl was a bit embarrassed. When Chenchen danced, she was very beautiful. When she danced, her movements were graceful and lovely.

"Of course it’s true. You can ask the teacher to teach you the basics, so you can learn to dance at home later too." Chenchen, advised by Tang Yue to take good care of Sister Miao, wished to give all good things to the girl.

"By the way, Sister Miao, what’s your name?" Chenchen suddenly remembered she didn’t know the girl’s name. She happily introduced, "My full name is Meng Shuqing; my nickname is Chenchen."

"My name is Miao Xin."

The girl introduced herself shyly. Usually, her grandpa and the villagers called her ’girl,’ and she almost forgot her actual name.

"Do you know what Zaozao’s name is?" Chenchen asked suddenly.

The girl shook her head, she only knew Chenchen’s brother was called Zaozao, not his full name.

"He’s called Meng Shulang. Our siblings’ names together mean ’clear and bright,’ because we were born in the morning, so our nicknames are Zaozao and Chenchen."

Chenchen chattered happily like a merry lark, chatting with the girl. Even though there was a few years’ age gap between them, they weren’t distant in conversation at all.

That day, while Chenchen took a nap, the girl, Miao Xin, couldn’t sleep and wandered around the Siheyuan.

The Siheyuan was beautiful. Miao Xin was attracted by a sound, a language she had never heard before. The crisp sound was like tinkling spring water. Even though she didn’t understand a word, listening to it felt like listening to music, a beautiful enjoyment.