"Aren’t you afraid I might do something bad?" Tang Yue wriggled out of his embrace, batting her eyes playfully. "What bad thing could you possibly do?" Meng Siyu sized her up, implying with his look that with her petite frame she couldn’t possibly get up to much mischief. Tang Yue deftly switched topics, "Later when we go to the clothing factory, most of the people there have given me cash gifts for the wedding. Although we’ve returned quite a lot with our gifts, I still feel like I want to personally give them wedding candies." "Alright, let’s go buy some candy." Meng Siyu took her hand and they went off to buy candies. Get full chapters from 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩 The variety of wedding candies in the county was diverse, although not as much as in Jing City, but still very decent. Tang Yue and Meng Siyu picked out the best ones to purchase, and even enlisted the shop assistant to help portion out the candies. The clothing factory had many employees, and Tang Yue didn’t want to play favorites, so she decided to give one to each person. Fortunately, they bought in bulk and the shopkeeper agreed to deliver them to the clothing factory. Upon arrival at the clothing factory, they bumped into Uncle Gen. Tang Yue warmly handed over the candies and introduced, "Uncle Gen, this is my husband, Meng Siyu. This is our wedding candy. The wedding in Jing City was so rushed we couldn’t invite you to the feast." Uncle Gen smiled and took the wedding candies. Feeling the aura of Meng Siyu, he subconsciously stood up straight and said, "Xiao Yue, you’ve got a good man. I wish you both lifelong happiness and everlasting love." "Thank you, Uncle Gen." Tang Yue was very happy and readily accepted Uncle Gen’s blessings. In recent years, Uncle Gen had moved to live in the county, not only changing his previous life in the village but also finding Aunt Gen. She smiled and asked, "Where’s Aunt Gen? Why isn’t she here?" "These two portions of candy, one is yours and one is for Aunt Gen," Tang Yue reminded him, and without waiting for Uncle Gen to decline, she and Meng Siyu proceeded into the factory. Tang Yue hadn’t been into the clothing factory for a long while. Firstly, because she was a designer, and secondly, as the provincial top scholar studying at university in Jing City, Tang Yue was a celebrity in the factory. Her arrival instantly livened up the entire factory. The wedding candies were distributed in the cafeteria, and she even arranged for extra meals there. Everyone was bustling and inquiring about Tang Yue’s situation, and on seeing Meng Siyu, there wasn’t a single person who didn’t praise Tang Yue for marrying well. Although Tang Yue married young, Meng Siyu was particularly outstanding, so much so that everyone praised him unanimously. It was only just before work resumed that everyone let Tang Yue go, making her feel her face might have stiffened from all the smiling. "Sister Deng, everyone in the factory is so enthusiastic, I’d be afraid to come next time," said Tang Yue, massaging her face and complaining in a lighthearted manner. Deng Lanhua replied, "Xiao Yue, everyone missed you. We were all so happy when you got married. Afterwards, when your parents returned, they even treated us all to a meal and gave something to each of us. Everyone is incredibly pleased with you." "That’s only right," Tang Yue said somewhat apologetically, "Sister Deng, I really feel quite embarrassed, you all..." "Xiao Yue, it’s us who should be thanking you. Without you, how could our lives be as good as they are now?" Deng Lanhua was smiling with a look of happiness, and said, "There’s a new residential complex being built on the east side of Wangjiang County. I heard that the houses are for sale. Qi Song and I are planning to buy one." "That’s good news." Tang Yue also knew about that neighborhood; it was Wangjiang County’s first development, and the quality was decent. Moreover, it was close to schools and the market. "Without you, how could we have bought a house?" Deng Lanhua said gratefully: "It was you who gave us a leg up, creating the good life we have now. By the way, Xiao Lei has grown up. He would be so delighted to know you’re back." "The bigger he gets, the more he looks like Brother Qi," thought Tang Yue as she remembered the little boy who had now grown into a teenager. While feeling nostalgic about the swift passage of time, she also daydreamed about what it might be like if she and Meng Siyu had children. "Xiao Yue, since you’re here, come see the clothes I’ve made this time." Deng Lanhua took Tang Yue to her studio. The familiar studio felt slightly unfamiliar to Tang Yue since she hadn’t been back in ages. However, everything in the studio was neatly organized. The finished clothes were hung up, resembling those sold in department stores. Tang Yue looked at each garment. Deng Lanhua, after years of experience, had become capable enough to stand on her own. The clothes she designed were not only pretty, but they also fit the aesthetic preferences of the current population. "Sister Deng," Tang Yue discussed the strengths and weaknesses of the clothes and then asked, "Did you read the books I had sent back before?" "I did, and I took notes on parts I didn’t understand," Deng Lanhua took out a notebook where she had written down Tang Yue’s words, then ran to her desk and brought back a book that looked worn from frequent use. Tang Yue took the book and went through the notes with Deng Lanhua. Tang Yue’s explanations illuminated the issues for Deng Lanhua, making everything clear that had once troubled her. Time flew by, and Deng Lanhua treasured this moment. The difficulties she faced before seemed clear now after Tang Yue’s simple explanations. "Sister Deng, don’t rush. You have already improved a lot. Given time, the clothes you make will surely sell well," Tang Yue praised her. Deng Lanhua blushed with embarrassment. Nowadays, everyone’s focus was on the new factory. At the old factory, it was mainly Tang Yue’s designs that were sent twice a month. The rest depended on Factory Director Ding Chao’s management. Ding Chao had transferred a very capable person from Wangjiang County to oversee the factory, so now the production was proceeding smoothly. Tang Yue specifically visited the warehouse and saw stacks of finished clothes. She randomly picked a few pieces; the fabric quality was good and the stitches were fine. Such quality goods would not tarnish Mingyue Clothing Factory’s reputation if sold. "Xiao Yue." Tang Zhengyuan was fetching materials for cutting from the raw material warehouse. Seeing Tang Yue inspecting the finished products, he inquired, "Your grandma keeps talking about you. Have you visited the village?" "Uncle, we went to see grandma yesterday," Tang Yue replied. Although she had seen him not long ago, she realized upon a closer look that Tang Zhengyuan was no longer the old ineffective man who only schemed against his brother. After parting ways with Wang Aihua, Tang Zhengyuan was doing better and better. The money he earned, aside from providing for his mother, was primarily saved. He was said to treat Tang Min very well, fully taking on a father’s responsibilities. "That’s good to hear," said Tang Zhengyuan before getting back to work. "Xiao Yue, your uncle is quite popular in the factory now. Quite a few people want to marry him," Deng Lanhua whispered conspiratorially into her ear. Tang Yue gave it a moment’s thought and understood why. Tang Zhengyuan, who was earning money and working, brought home at least a hundred a month. Plus, being the blood brother of Tang Mingli and with both his children being independent—the son a business owner and the daughter in middle school—Tang Zhengyuan had become quite the catch in everyone’s eyes.