CHAPTER 389: CHAPTER 389: A HANDFUL OF DOG FOOD

"Xiao Yue." Mo Siyu murmured her name, gazing into her determined eyes. He finally surrendered and said, "Chu Xuan used to have a girlfriend."

"Jiang Wei?" Tang Yue immediately said.

Before, Sister An Yu told me about it. It was exactly because Chu Xuan fell in love with her that he clarified things with Sister An Yu.

"Yes." Mo Siyu nodded and asked, "Chu Xuan has been in contact with Jiang Wei, but secretly. Just two days ago, someone sent a file to Qin Anhao."

"They didn’t, by any chance, have a child, did they?" Tang Yue wondered, remembering the melodramatic TV shows she had seen.

"Almost. Jiang Wei is pregnant, and she’s already seven months in."

Tang Yue was immediately infuriated, exclaiming, "Chu Xuan is really shameless! He looks decent, but how could he impregnate someone else and still want to marry Sister An Yu? If this file hadn’t been sent, would Sister An Yu have ended up marrying Chu Xuan?"

The thought of Sister An Yu potentially becoming a stepmother to someone else’s child after getting married made Tang Yue feel an irresistible urge to curse. This man was too despicable.

He wants both the woman he loves and the empire. Does he really think he is an emperor, entitled to hundreds of concubines?

"Wait, this hasn’t been just a day or two issue. Didn’t the Qin Family notice something was off before?" Tang Yue felt something was not quite right.

"Chu Xuan kept it very deep under wraps," Mo Siyu explained. "Moreover, the Qin Family didn’t deliberately investigate Chu Xuan, which allowed him to deceive them."

Tang Yue: "..."

"Then, who was so kind as to send this file?" Tang Yue pressed on.

Seeing her determined look to uncover the truth, Mo Siyu didn’t keep it from her, saying, "Chu Hong."

"Aren’t they brothers?" Tang Yue couldn’t understand, but she didn’t ask further.

"Xiao Yue, not all brothers demonstrate fraternal respect, nor are all situations bright and sunny," Mo Siyu gently cradled her face, her eyes pure, so pure that he wished to keep all darkness away from her, ensuring that in her world, it remained bright and filled with flowers and birdsong.

"Oh." Sensing the mood, Tang Yue tactfully didn’t pry further. She changed the subject: "You said Sister An Yu is such a good person, how could he be so blind."

"Don’t worry, fate has not yet arrived," Mo Siyu consoled.

*

It was drizzling that day, Tang Yue arrived early at the train station to pick up her little uncle Tang Mingli.

As the train arrived, Tang Mingli appeared loaded with large and small packages within Tang Yue’s view.

"Little uncle, are you moving your entire house here?" Tang Yue couldn’t help but speak out as Tang Mingli, a grown man, could carry much more than she could.

With a bulging backpack on his back, pushing a large suitcase, and several small bags, the accompanying Zhu Yuanchao didn’t fare much better than Tang Mingli; both looked as though they were moving, carrying whatever they could bring.

"Xiao Yue, come help," Tang Mingli handed over a few lighter bags and said, "If I were really moving, I wouldn’t even be able to bring this much."

Tang Mingli said somewhat helplessly: "These are items your parents and Jiajia asked me to bring. Just take a look through them later."

From Wangjiang County all the way to Jing City, if it weren’t for Zhu Yuanchao’s skillful means, it might not have been a safe journey.

"Little uncle, Uncle Zhu." Tang Yue led them all the way to the alley.

Tang Mingli was visiting for the first time, and upon hearing that it was close to Jinghua University, he looked forward with longing and said, "Xiao Yue, is Jinghua University very big?"

After saying this, Tang Mingli continued to speak on his own, "Jinghua University is one of the top-ranked schools in all of Huaxia, it must be very big."

Tang Mingli’s grades were not very good back then, not to mention that he had broken up with Qi Yufei at that time and failed to get into university.

"If little uncle wants to go, we can go tomorrow," Tang Yue couldn’t help but interject, as she put away their belongings into the guest room.

"No need, no need, let’s just handle the land matter first." Tang Mingli hadn’t forgotten the purpose of his visit.

Tang Mingli put down the things and then started to clean up, most of it being her favorite dishes, crispy fried crispy meat, about four or five kilograms, a full big bag, her favorite bamboo shoots and sour Yangmei, all made by Zhang Hualian, as well as smoked meats and sausages, including smoked rabbit meat.

A full big box, all the food made by Zhang Hualian, and also some small dried fish fried by Tang Zhengde.

"Xiao Yue, although these dried fish are fried dry, it’s better to eat them sooner as they turn soggy," Tang Mingli said, "This was caught by your father, my second brother, from the fishpond back home. He spent a whole day on these small dried fishes."

As Tang Yue liked fish and they heard that Tang Yue had neighbors and roommates, Tang Zhengde and Zhang Hualian prepared the food in very generous amounts.

Tang Yue looked at the box full of food and asked as she eyed the other box and bags brought by Tang Mingli, "What are these then?"

"These were brought by your little aunt." Tang Mingli took out the clothes from inside, right down to the outer garments, not one piece missing, and also some snacks for the road.

"Oh, and this is ginger in vinegar that Jiajia said was for you," Tang Mingli said as he took it out. They were sealed tightly in jars, afraid of any leaks.

Tang Yue: "..."

She really wondered how little uncle and Uncle Zhu managed to travel from Wangjiang County to Jing City.

Tang Yue took out the ginger in vinegar, picked a piece with chopsticks to try—it was crunchy, sour, and spicy, made from the tender kind of ginger that tasted somewhat like radish but even better than sour radish.

"Vinegar ginger made by little aunt, really delicious." Tang Yue ate several pieces before remembering to offer some to Tang Mingli and Zhu Yuanchao.

After tidying up, Tang Mingli was about to leave the house.

Tang Yue quickly pulled him back, "Little uncle, what are you up to today? Running around like a headless fly, where are you going to find land? Moreover, you are not a local, if someone charges a high price, will you buy or not?"

"Then, what should we do?" Tang Mingli belatedly realized.

"We’ll talk about it tomorrow," Tang Yue said. "I’ll go and cook now, you guys rest for a bit."

The lunch was very lavish, with dried fish stir-fried with chili peppers, the flavor enhanced by wine, and fried crispy meat steamed and sprinkled with green onions and ginger—it tasted just like home.

The sausage was simply steamed and sliced, and the cured meat was stir-fried with spring bamboo shoots which, although not as good as winter shoots, were still tasty.

Tang Yue also stewed a big bone and yam soup, four dishes and one soup, enough for three people and very substantial.

"Xiao Yue, your cooking skills are nearly catching up to your dad’s," praised Tang Mingli.