Rebirth of a Village Girl

How could she not be happy after watching such a drama unfold?

But in Mo Baichuan’s eyes, her laughter seemed forced.

Because throughout the whole situation, he didn’t even spare an extra glance at Ni Yang. He treated Li Xianxian so well, and Ni Yang must surely feel jealous.

But she also desired his attention, so she was forced to put on a brave face.

Thinking of this, Mo Baichuan reached out and put another piece of sushi in Li Xianxian’s bowl, knowing that this would surely provoke Ni Yang.

Li Xianxian blushed slightly, “Thank you, Baichuan.”

Zheng Xianjing felt a mixture of emotions in her heart, it was overwhelming.

If Li Xianxian hadn’t butted in, the person accompanying Mo Baichuan right now would surely be her! How dare Li Xianxian, this wretched woman, act so arrogantly here?

No!

She must win back Mo Baichuan!

Definitely!

A nefarious glimmer surfaced in Zheng Xianjing’s downcast eyes, but she maintained a soft smile on her face.

“Mom, guess what I saw earlier?” Ni Yang asked Ni Cuihua.

“What did you see?” Ni Cuihua curiously asked.

Ni Yang took a bite of her dessert, “I saw two dogs fighting.”

Ni Cuihua gasped, “There’s nothing unusual about that, dogs fight all the time. I see it every day in the village.”

Ni Yang just kept smiling, saying nothing.

When they were almost done eating, Ni Yang called the waiter to pay the bill.

“Miss, that would be 318 yuan in total,” the waiter announced.

“Alright,” Ni Yang handed over the money.

Spending 318 yuan on a single meal, which equates to a common wage earner’s ten-month salary, would have previously made Ni Cuihua feel distressed.

But now, Ni Cuihua had grown accustomed to it.

As they earned more money, they encountered different things, their living standards increased and their perspectives widened accordingly.

“Little Yunyun, come to sister,” Ni Yang gestured toward Little Ni Yun.

“Sister,” Little Ni Yun extended her arms.

Ni Yang picked up Little Ni Yun, and Ni Cuihua picked up her bag, following in Ni Yang’s footsteps.

Mo Baichuan’s gaze unintentionally swept toward Ni Yang’s side and discovered that her seat was already vacated. There was a mocking glint in his eyes.

So, Ni Yang couldn’t sit still anymore, could she?

Mo Baichuan subtly withdrew his gaze, turned to Li Xianxian, “Finished eating? Let’s head back once we’re done.”

“Okay,” Li Xianxian nodded gently.

Zheng Xianjing followed up, “Brother Baichuan, where are we going this afternoon?”

Just as Li Xianxian thought that Mo Baichuan would certainly ask for her opinion, he responded, “You guys can go out this afternoon, I have other matters to attend to.”

He had already provoked Ni Yang, so naturally there was no need to keep up the act with Li Xianxian.

Li Xianxian was momentarily stunned, then wisely said, “Work is important, Baichuan, you go ahead.”

It seems that Mo Baichuan doesn’t like Li Xianxian as much as she thought, Zheng Xianjing quickly seized the opportunity, “Brother Baichuan, I also have things to do this afternoon, could you drop me off on your way?”

“Sure,” Mo Baichuan nodded.

He and Zheng Xianjing grew up together, their relationship was like siblings, so giving her a lift was completely normal.

“Thank you, Brother Baichuan.” Zheng Xianjing stood up, “Xianxian, we’re leaving first.”

The word ‘we’ sounded particularly irritating to Li Xianxian.

How cunning of Zheng Xianjing!

Li Xianxian replied with a smile, “Baichuan, make sure to safely take Xianjing home.”

Mo Baichuan nodded in agreement.

Zheng Xianjing gleefully clung to Mo Baichuan’s arm, “Brother Baichuan, let’s go.”

Looking at their departing figures, a simmering rage flashed in Li Xianxian’s eyes, as if she were about to burn Zheng Xianjing to ashes.

It seems the plan needs to be accelerated.

She must have a child to tether Mo Baichuan tightly to her!

Ni Yang was out shopping with Ni Cuihua, carrying Little Ni Yun in her arms.

As they passed by a handbag shop, Ni Yang suggested, “Mom, let’s go buy a bag.”

Ni Cuihua was still using a bag made from scraps of fabric.

“I have a bag, we don’t need to waste money,” Ni Cuihua refused.

Ni Yang laughed and replied, “Let’s buy one, it’s not that expensive. We spent over 300 yuan on our meal, what’s a bag compared to that?”

Ni Cuihua hesitated for a moment before finally accompanying Ni Yang into the store.

At that time, big brands like LV, Versace, Gucci, and Bulgari hadn’t yet penetrated the domestic market, so all the bags sold in the store were locally produced, with tube bags being the most popular.

Conveniently hung on the handlebars of a bicycle, tube bags were both stylish and practical!