"Tang Yue, ti to eat."
Tang Jun shouted loudly, but without the previous impatience, he said, "If you don't get up now, the noodles are going to be overcooked."
"Mhm."
Tang Yue responded with a sound and opened her eyes. It took her a while to realize, as she looked at the familiar room, that she had been reborn.
She sat up, tears still wet at the corners of her eyes. The dream from last night was too real, so real that she experienced it all over again.
Tang Yue quickly pulled her hands out from under the covers, looking at those hands that hadn't touched spring water, no longer the rough, skin-and-bones hands they had been.
Mo Siyu.
Tang Yue blankly thought of the ti in her dream when she learned Mo Siyu's identity, the sweater she had knitted to thank Mo Siyu, which she had always hidden away, not daring to give it to him.
"Tang Yue, what are you dawdling for?" Tang Jun called out again.
Tang Yue collected her thoughts, freshly washed up, she saw Tang Jun sitting there eating noodles, and on top of her own bowl of noodles was a poached egg.
"Mom said it's to nourish you," Tang Jun said, sowhat avoiding Tang Yue's gaze.
Tang Yue didn't think much of it and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"
"I have," Tang Jun mumbled, his head hanging low, unclearly heard.
Only then did Tang Yue sit down to eat her noodles, saying, "There are only a few days left until school starts. When I go to the county for school, if you don't understand sothing at ho, ask your classmates, or wait for to co back on the weekends and ask ."
"I know," Tang Jun said impatiently, soon finishing his noodles and soup completely before dashing into the room.
Tang Yue ate her noodles leisurely; the taste of the noodles beca even better with the poached egg added.
It wasn't until she nearly finished her noodles that Tang Yue noticed there seed to be an extra poached egg in her bowl: one on top of the noodles and another at the bottom.
She paused, then quickly realized and rembered the odd behavior of Tang Jun today – he must have wanted to save the egg for her to eat but was too embarrassed to say so.
"Tang Jun, I ate the poached egg, but don't expect to go easy on you when I'm correcting your work," Tang Yue shouted, tasting the egg in her mouth, finding it even more delicious than the first one.
Tang Jun, in this life, I won't let you repeat the sa hard path as in the last one.
"Who needs your pity," Tang Jun muttered inside the room, grabbing a book to start morizing. These were texts from the first year of junior high; Tang Yue kept repeating them by his ear, explaining that morizing more poetry and reading more literature would be beneficial.
*
"Little Uncle." Tang Yue saw Tang Mingli returning from outside and imdiately called out.
"What's up?" Tang Mingli stopped in his tracks and looked at Tang Yue. Her ponytail was tied high, and her bangs were clipped up, revealing her round, lively apricot eyes. The spirited look in her eyes made her entire face co alive. She wore a sweet smile, different from the way she used to be around people.
"Little Uncle, aren't you working in the county? How co you're back?" Tang Yue asked over the bamboo fence that was half a person's height.
"It's a holiday," Tang Mingli casually replied, eyeing Tang Yue curiously, "Tang Yue, you've changed? You never used to talk to ? It would take forever to get you to even call Little Uncle. I heard you're calling my second brother 'Dad' now?"
"You didn't used to call him that, did you?" Tang Mingli stared at Tang Yue with curiosity, noticing that the biggest change this ti he ca back was this niece of his.
"Dad has always treated well, raising since I was little. What's wrong with calling him 'Dad'?" Tang Yue asked, tilting her head, "Little Uncle, what are you doing in the county now?"
In my past life, I didn't like anyone from the Tang Family, so I only knew that Tang Mingli worked in town, but I had no idea what he did.
It was only because I happened to be at ho that I found out about Tang Mingli's death.
"Running errands," Tang Mingli said. "I work at Fusheng Restaurant, just two streets away from your school, helping the owner by serving dishes and stuff."
"Oh," Tang Yue frowned, thinking, and it seed there was a Fusheng Restaurant.
"When you start school, you can co find ," Tang Mingli said. Just then, Granny Tang called for him from inside, and Tang Mingli dashed off.
Tang Yue pondered thoughtfully.
"Xiao Yue," Auntie Wang Aihua appeared before her out of nowhere.
Tang Yue responded with a cold face, "What is it, Aunt? You scared ."
Tang Yue pretended to be frightened.
"Xiao Yue, your aunt is just worried about you," Wang Aihua said pretentiously. "Your parents, they seem to treat you well, but behind your back, they've been giving all the good food to Xiao Jun. I an..."
"Aunt, I know what you an. Xiao Jun is my younger brother; I can't possibly compete with him for food, can I?" Tang Yue interrupted her, feeling nauseated by Wang Aihua's feigned benevolence.
"Aunt, what do you think my dad would do if he knew you were badmouthing him behind his back, trying to turn against him?" Tang Yue said coldly.
Wang Aihua's face twitched, and she hastily replied, "Xiao Yue, I'm just worried about you, you can't betray your aunt like this."
"I'll be the judge of whether your intentions are good or not," Tang Yue said as she turned and walked away, not giving Wang Aihua another chance to speak.
Wang Aihua ground her teeth, puzzled at how the previously simple-minded Tang Yue could suddenly beco so shrewd.
Every day, she was irked to see Tang Zhengde's family so happy and content.
Her own child, Tang Xian, was not any worse than that girl!
That afternoon, when Tang Jun ca back from playing outside, he was all excited, saying, "Tang Yue, Mo Weidong's cousin, Uncle Mo, is really amazing! He can hit any target he wants with stones."
"Of course, he's practiced. Naturally, he's skilled," Tang Yue uttered, absentmindedly rembering that in her past life, he had reached an unattainable height, with a net worth exceeding a billion.
Moreover, Mo Siyu had to drive around a lot, and he would certainly encounter nurous dangers on the road.
"I'm not too shabby either," Tang Jun said, practicing with stones at ho.
Seeing that Tang Jun hit one out of ten tries was already quite good, Tang Yue couldn't help but laugh.
"I heard from my uncle that he's not only good at stone throwing, but also at studying. He was always the top of his class in high school, even though he didn't go to college," Tang Yue praised. She had purposefully learned about Mo Siyu's life before, which was like a legend.
During his senior year of high school, sothing happened to Mrs. Mo, and Mo Siyu resolutely chose not to attend college. Instead, he learned to drive, started delivering goods, and eventually built his own company with a net worth exceeding a billion, becoming a legend in the business world.
"You can't even match him in your studies," Tang Yue bluntly stated.
"Tang Yue, are you really my sister?" Tang Jun glared at her fiercely.
Tang Yue was unfazed by his glare and continued, "Of course, I'm your sister. With your grades, getting into college will be tough."
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