Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets-Chapter 7 Little Uncle

The dead man stands alive before you, especially having witnessed Tang Mingli's gruesome condition with your own eyes, even if he is truly alive, your mind involuntarily conjures up the image of his death.

His skull was smashed open, brain matter lay exposed, blood covered all his features, one hand broken, both legs snapped.

That scene, even now, Tang Yue feels her entire body prickle with goosebumps when she thinks of it.

"Tang Yue, are you alright?" Tang Jun, drenched in water, half-lay on the shore. At that moment, he felt the approach of death, it was Tang Yue who had thrown herself into danger to save him.

To this sister he always had a disdain for, it was as if Tang Jun was seeing her for the first time.

"I'm fine."

Tang Yue shook her head, coming back to her senses, all she felt was that even the water in the heat of this summer's day seemed cold, she asked nonchalantly, "Uncle, when did you get back?"

She stood in the deep water, leaning against the shore, hiding most of her body in the water. This way, it was less likely to have a wardrobe malfunction. She didn't dare to look straight at Tang Mingli, so she shifted her gaze around. But upon seeing the tall figure standing on the shore, her whole body was struck as if by lightning.

Mo Siyu?

No, this was the younger Mo Siyu, compared to the lofty Mr. Mo of before, he had an air of youthfulness, and his eyes were not constantly shadowed by the weight of the world.

"I came back today," Tang Mingli answered, seeing Tang Yue staring at Mo Siyu, he introduced with a smile, "This is my classmate, also my brother, Mo Siyu, he's into driving these days, he's been to many places."

Tang Mingli spoke proudly, then introduced, "This is my niece, Tang Yue, and this is her brother, Tang Jun."

Tang Jun immediately said, "Hello, Uncle Mo."

Uncle Mo.

Tang Yue really couldn't bring herself to say that title.

Tang Mingli was six years older than she was; Mo Siyu was also six years older.

She closed her eyes. Mo Siyu's rescue of her was clear in her mind, and now, to call him Uncle Mo...

The shift in identity was too abrupt.

Tang Yue lowered her head; the sunlight fell on his figure. It seemed like he was coated with a layer of golden light, so unreachable.

"Tang Yue, greet him," Tang Mingli glared at her, finding it novel that the Tang Yue of today was finally not like a hedgehog anymore.

"..." Tang Yue pretended not to hear.

"You can call me 'Uncle', or 'Uncle Mo'," Mo Siyu's voice was pleasant to the ear. He squatted down, and it happened he could see Tang Yue's smooth forehead. Her glance at him earlier was overly complicated; it was as if she recognized him, or rather, it was inconceivable.

Mo Siyu examined her, he was certain, they had never met before.

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"Uncle," Tang Yue quickly uttered, not looking at Mo Siyu, as if she was calling Tang Mingli 'Uncle'. She turned to Tang Jun on the side, "Tang Jun, where are your clothes?"

Her clothes were wet, and she was only wearing a short sleeve. If she were to get out of the water, it might be that everything would be exposed.

"Here you go." Tang Jun obediently passed his clothes to her.

Only then did Tang Mingli belatedly remember that his niece was also in Senior High now, sixteen years old, and she knew embarrassment.

"Tang Jun, take your friends and leave." Tang Mingli started to lead Tang Jun and the others away from the riverbank. At this time, Mo Weidong and the others were chattering away, all expressions of relief were heard in their conversation.

Tang Jun's shirt was picked up from Tang Zhengde's old clothes; it was very long. She put it on, and it covered most of her body. She quickly ran back home, and the first thing she did was take a bath, then changed into a set of clean, fresh clothes, finally feeling much more comfortable.

"Xiao Jun, it was lucky that Xiao Yue was close by just now; otherwise, things could have turned out much worse," Tang Mingli said earnestly, "Don't be so reckless in the future."

"I know," Tang Jun replied, somewhat sulkily.

All the way home, Tang Mingli kept admonishing her, and even Mo Weidong didn't dare to utter a half-word; what could he do with his cousin also present.

"You guys go home and change your clothes. Si Yu and I will go for a walk around the village," Tang Mingli waved everyone off.

He then took Si Yu on a stroll around the village, mostly showing him places where they used to play. They also found a lawn and, excitedly, Mingli wanted to spar with Si Yu, but his skills were far too inferior compared to Si Yu's.

"That's not right, my cousin, you call Uncle Mo, does that mean you will also call me uncle in the future?" Mo Weidong exclaimed as if he had discovered a new continent.

Tang Jun punched him, saying, "You call yours, and I'll call mine, what's it to you?"

"Xiao Jun, I've got your clothes ready; they're in the shower room," Tang Yue's voice came from inside the house, making her feel restless as she sat in the room.

Having been reborn, could she really help her little uncle Tang Mingli change his fate and avoid death?

She had known for a long time that Tang Mingli knew Mo Siyu. However, she never thought that those who had no interaction in her previous life would meet so soon in this life—and during her most embarrassing moment, no less.

But counting the days, Mrs. Mo hadn't experienced her misfortune yet, and the present Mo Siyu didn't seem as dead inside and lonely as before.

At the end of her life, Mo Siyu had found a hospital for her, sought treatment for her, so after her rebirth, she must remember this kindness and help change the fate of Mrs. Mo.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The sound of knocking interrupted Tang Yue's reminiscing.

Tang Jun called from outside, "Tang Yue, I've boiled some ginger tea for you. Drink a bowl so you don't catch a cold."

"You made it?" Tang Yue opened the door and was surprised to see the steaming bowl of ginger tea in his hands.

Tang Jun awkwardly said, "If you get sick, we'll have to spend money, and what if Dad then refuses to let me go to school?"

Tang Jun placed the ginger tea in her hands and then quickly departed, as if escaping.

"Pfft~"

So adorable.

Holding the warm bowl of ginger tea, Tang Yue thought about his awkward behavior earlier. He was clearly concerned for her, yet the words that came out weren't very pleasant. How did she never realize how cute her little brother was?

Hmm, in the future, she would make sure to teach Tang Jun properly and prevent him from following the same path he did in his previous life, graduating from middle school only to hang out with gangsters in the county.

That night, when Tang Zhengde and Zhang Hualian learned that Xiao Jun had nearly met with an accident and that Tang Yue had risked her life to save her, Tang Zhengde was ceaselessly grateful.

"Dad, we're family. It's only right for me to save Xiao Jun," Tang Yue said with a smile, "Xiao Jun, from now on, your life is in my hands."

"You always say that those who render services don't expect anything in return; do you want to hold it over me?" Tang Jun immediately looked anxiously at Tang Yue, who had often tricked him in the past.

"Cough." Tang Yue cleared her throat, cursing in her heart: You little brat, am I that terrible?

Granny Tang, upon hearing the news, even went out of her way to bring six eggs to their home and, exceptionally, praised Tang Yue.