Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets novel Chapter 502

"Mom, I... just told him..." Tang Yue felt a bit embarrassed in front of her mother-in-law after her mother-in-law teased her like that.

Mo Xiaolin decided to seize the moment, in case the prospective daughter-in-law felt too shy and decided to leave, that wouldn't be good.

"Oh~"

Mo Xiaolin dragged out her tone, then she shifted the topic to Ruan Xiuxiu. She said, "Xiao Yue, I know you are kind-hearted, but sometimes, just having a kind heart isn't enough."

"Isn't that the truth." Tang Yue sighed heavily and said, "At the time, I just thought that making dolls was a good idea, perfect for the sisters-in-law, and moreover, they could bring it to the motor team. The sisters-in-law would stay at the motor team, where most of the conditions are not good."

Tang Yue's eyes drifted to a fashion magazine nearby. The magazine featured both domestic and international fashion elements and was one of the sources of inspiration for Tang Yue. Initially, she wanted to work hard to earn money, firstly to make up for the regrets of her previous life, and later, she hoped to change her family's life.

Money is not omnipotent, but without money, you absolutely can't do anything.

In her previous life, her family was poor; Mr. Tang worked himself to death in the forest farm just to earn her tuition.

Because they had no money, her mother Zhang Hualian had to work hard every day to earn money, and before Tang Yue matured, whenever someone showed her care, she thought he was her true love and the biggest support in her life.

In her previous life, she struggled between leaving Wu Xinming, and continuing forward, and was stuck in the mire of tirelessly working day and night.

Tang Yue lowered her head, gathering her thoughts; it had been a long time since she last thought about the past. She then said, "Mom, many sisters-in-law have families to support, their single salary has to provide for their wives and children, and also their parents far away in their hometown. I don't know what I can do for them, I just think of doing whatever I can."

Mo Xiaolin comforted her, "Xiao Yue, we are human, not gods; we can't help everyone, but you are already doing well enough."

"Mom, later when the garment factory opens, we will definitely need a lot of people. Maybe some will be willing to come?" Tang Yue, previously disheartened, now spoke cheerfully, "Mom, let's go check out the wedding house tomorrow, and then you can give us some advice."

"Sure." Mo Xiaolin rarely got so close with Tang Yue, turning off the lights, they talked in bed late into the night and, unsurprisingly, woke up late the next day.

Mo Siyu had already left for work, leaving behind some hot porridge, buns, and two eggs.

"Mom, knowing you were coming, Siyu is really thoughtful," Tang Yue praised him.

Mo Xiaolin raised an eyebrow and said, "I'm just benefiting from your light."

"Cough." Tang Yue, teased like this, instantly felt embarrassed.

Meng Group.

Meng Jin returned to his office and closed his eyes, recalling his grandfather's admonishment. Before this, grandfather did not like Mo Siyu at all because of Meng Yanzhi's matter, and every time he saw him, he would warn him.

Meng Jin actually admired Mo Siyu quite a bit. Although they didn't interact much, his character was better than many. Mo Siyu had started from scratch and now owned something like Pinganda Express. Although it only delivered local small goods, having a business meant earning money. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novelFɪre.net

He didn't know why, but whenever he saw Mo Siyu, he always thought of Xiaolin.

Could it be because they both share the Mo surname?

Meng Jin's thoughts wandered; he took out a newly arrived map of Huaxia. He leaned forward slightly and in just a moment, he found Jiang Province. His eyes settled on 'Wangjiang County', a place he had visited countless times over more than twenty years.

"Xiaolin, you said you are from Wangjiang County, but why is it that even after I've covered every inch of Wangjiang County, I still can't find you?" Meng Jin's fingertips touched Wangjiang County, and he closed his eyes, as if a beautiful young girl of around eighteen or nineteen appeared before his eyes.

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