Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets-Chapter 6 Ghosts

"Xiao Xian, don't talk nonsense without clarifying things." Wang Aihua rapped Tang Xian on the head hard.

Tang Xian complained with a sense of grievance.

After Granny Tang and the others left, Tang Zhengde immediately said, "Xiao Jun."

"Father, how was I to know Tang Xian misunderstood me? Besides, didn't you say before..." As Tang Jun continued, his voice grew softer—Tang Yue had been helping him with his studies lately. Though she scolded him harshly, he had made significant progress. At least now, when he took tests, he could score over eighty points.

"Next time, you can't say things like that. Even your grandmother misunderstood," Tang Zhengde, seeing his remorseful demeanor, couldn't bear to scold him further and only said, "Back then, that was also something your sister deliberately said to put your mind at easy for tutoring."

"Father, I'm sorry." Tang Yue apologized, looking at the Five-finger Mountain swelling on Tang Zhengde's face; she silently blamed herself—if it wasn't for her urging Tang Jun to study, this misunderstanding wouldn't have happened.

But Tang Zhengde had never once blamed her.

"Xiao Yue, it's not your fault," Tang Zhengde instantly said, "Your granny also knows the truth now. Let's leave this matter behind."

Tang Jun took a surreptitious glance at Tang Yue. Tang Yue entered the kitchen, took an egg, and began to boil it.

"You just had dinner, and you want to eat an egg now?" Tang Jun immediately felt a pang of heartache—they seldom had eggs to eat, and the last time, when she was sick, she could eat eggs every day. He was quite envious.

Tang Yue gave him a look and said, "This egg is for dad to apply to his face. If you want to eat one, ask mom to steam one for you tomorrow."

"Mom wouldn't want to steam one for me," Tang Jun muttered. Hearing that the egg was for dad to apply to his face, he asked with bewilderment, "How do you apply an egg to the face?"

"It'll become clear once it's boiled," Tang Yue replied. Since she hadn't showered yet and there was hot water in the pot, with a stoke of the fire, the egg would soon be ready. Taking the steamy egg into the room, she wrapped it with a cloth and presented it to Tang Zhengde.

"Xiao Yue, I'm full; you eat the egg," Tang Zhengde immediately rejected, feeling a warm sensation in his heart as he looked at Tang Yue's face and felt that everything he had done over the years was worth it.

"This egg, you roll it over your face; by tomorrow the swelling will go down," Tang Yue pointed to her left cheek, then added, "I read about this in a book."

"But... This is also wasting it," Tang Zhengde said, holding the egg, feeling pained.

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"Tomorrow you still need to work at the lumberyard, and if everyone sees your face, they might think my mom did it," Tang Yue explained, then added, "Dad, after rolling the egg on your face, you absolutely mustn't eat it."

Tang Zhengde didn't hesitate and began to roll the egg over his face, indeed feeling quite comfortable as it rolled back and forth.

Zhang Hualian stood by, pleased, "Xiao Yue reads many books, and it really shows. She's become so sensible."

"Brown-noser, who knows if it'll work," Tang Jun muttered under his breath, looking at the egg but finally said nothing.

The next day, Tang Zhengde's face wasn't red or swollen, and it looked normal.

Zhang Hualian cooked an egg for Tang Yue, who secretly gave it to Tang Jun. Tang Jun wanted to refuse but Tang Yue said, "I don't feel like eating an egg. If you don't eat it, I'll throw it away."

Upon hearing this, Tang Jun quickly snatched the egg, peeled it, and swallowed it down in an instant.

Tang Yue, holding her Chinese textbook, was reading a lesson aloud. Her voice was clear and crisp—her reading sounded just like the voiceover from a radio broadcast, very pleasant to listen to.

Tang Jun looked at Tang Yue's profile. It was only after he finished the egg that he realized—Tang Yue didn't want the egg for herself; she wanted him to have it.

"After you're done, hurry up and do the test paper. If you finish it this morning and score above eighty points, you'll be allowed to play this afternoon," Tang Yue turned her face and smiled at him, then said, "Of course, only if you've finished practicing your writing for the day can you go play."

"Really?" Tang Jun looked at Tang Yue with a face full of surprise. He thought he wouldn't have time to play for the entire last month of summer vacation, expecting to wait until the start of school—but today, Tang Yue was unexpectedly generous!

"If you ask again, it must be fake," Tang Yue curled the corner of her mouth.

"Where's the test paper?" Tang Jun immediately got busy, burying his head in the paper, practicing his handwriting, the speed was simply a world apart compared to his usual dawdling.

As soon as lunch was over, Tang Jun left in the speed of a hundred-meter sprint.

"Off to catch fish!"

Tang Jun's excited voice faded in the distance.

Tang Yue cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen and tidied up the house inside and out; three hours had already passed.

She wondered how they were catching fish.

Out of curiosity and with nothing better to do, Tang Yue decided to relax a bit. She followed her memory to the riverside; the river was about waist-deep, not too shallow.

Sitting from afar at the riverside, she saw several boys in the river catching fish, using homemade nets, having a great time.

She spotted Tang Jun at first glance. Coming closer, she noticed that Tang Jun was smaller in stature, standing out amongst the group of dark, mud-caked 'monkey kids.' Tang Jun's skin was noticeably more wheatish, probably because he spent a month at home during the summer break without going out and getting sun.

Catching fish like that would be a surprise.

Tang Yue muttered to herself and had only walked a few steps when she heard someone shout, "Tang Jun, what's wrong with your leg?"

Leg cramps?

Tang Yue's first thought was just that. The other children were further away from Tang Jun, even Mo Weidong, who was the closest, was still some distance away.

Tang Jun was pale, his whole body drifting and sinking in the water, his leg sporadically twitching.

"Tang Jun!" Tang Yue didn't think twice; she dived into the water and swam towards Tang Jun, with the shortest distance between them now.

At this moment, Tang Yue had forgotten the fear of water from her past life caused by the Wu Family; her mind was filled with only one thought: she must save Tang Jun.

She didn't know if such an incident had happened in her past life, but she couldn't take the risk.

Tang Yue grabbed Tang Jun and strove towards the shore.

Mo Weidong and the other boys, too scared to approach, could only shout loudly.

Tang Yue exerted tremendous effort to finally rescue Tang Jun to the shoreline, gasping for breath. When she looked up, she was startled.

"A ghost!"

Tang Yue stumbled backward, completely forgetting she was in water, and her body sank.

"Tang Yue, are you courting death?!" Tang Mingli dived into the water, pulled Tang Yue to the riverbank, and saw that Tang Jun was alright before finally relaxing. He said, "In broad daylight, where can there be a ghost?"

Was he that frightening?

Tang Yue blinked for a while before calming her excitement. She stared at Tang Mingli for a long time, and seeing his reflection on the surface of the river, she finally realized—she had been reborn, and her uncle, Tang Mingli, was not dead!