Rebirth of a Village Girl

Mo Qishen looked at Ni Yan and said seriously: "No! I will never change my mind at any time unless you don't want me first."

"Really?" Ni Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Absolutely sincere, heaven and earth can learn from it!"

Ni Yan continued: "Then I'm thirsty now. Go downstairs and help me bring up the tea cup."

"Go right away." Mo Qishen immediately sat up from the sofa and walked downstairs.

Ni Yan originally wanted to go back in the afternoon, but she didn't expect that it would be evening when she and Mo Qishen were making trouble, so she stayed at Mo's house for dinner in the evening.

Zhao Jinrong didn't go back either.

Although Mrs. Mo and Mr. Mo didn't like Zhao Jingrong, Zhao Jingrong was Mo Baichuan's girlfriend after all. Mo Baichuan insisted on being with her, so it was hard for the two old people to say anything.

At the dinner table, Mo Baichuan once again mentioned his engagement to Zhao Jingrong.

Hearing this, Mr. Mo raised his head and glanced at Mo Baichuan, "As long as you think about it yourself, and your parents, have you told them?"

Now that the matter has come to this, he doesn't want to persuade him any more.

Because no matter how much you try to persuade, it’s useless.

Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. As long as his son and wife are fine, he, the grandfather, will be fine.

Mo Baichuan nodded, "Don't worry, I've already communicated with them."

Mr. Mo said: "You just have to make an agreement with them, and then you can do whatever you want."

Mo Baichuan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Mr. Mo to be so easy to talk to.

He thought Mr. Mo would stop him with words.

Zhao Jingrong sat aside with a shy look on her face, feeling as sweet as honey.

That's great!

They finally reached this day!

By then she will be Mrs. Mog, the envy of everyone.

After dinner, Mo Qishen was ready to send Ni Yan back.

As soon as the two of them walked out the door, Ni Yan suddenly remembered that she had left something upstairs, so Mo Qishen went upstairs to get something while she happened to go to the bathroom.

As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he was blocked by a tall figure.

Ni Yan frowned slightly, looked up and saw that the person coming was Mo Baichuan.

Seeing Mo Baichuan, Ni Yan felt like his head was getting bigger.

She didn't know why, even though she didn't do anything, Mo Baichuan always thought she liked him...

Honey confidence!

Mo Baichuan looked at Ni Yan and said word by word: "Ni Yan, I will give you one last chance. I will be engaged to Jing Rong soon. By then, even if you regret it, it will be too late!"

He was giving himself a chance, and he was also giving Ni Yan a chance.

He didn't want Ni Yan to regret it.

The important thing is that he doesn't want to regret it.

Ni Yan was very clever and knew that she was trying to get him, but he still couldn't help but fall in love with her.

Although Mo Baichuan didn't want to admit it, Ni Yan's goal was indeed achieved.

"Mo Baichuan, let me stress this to you again. I don't mean a penny to you. I only like your uncle Mo Qishen! I only like him!" At this point, Ni Yan pointed to his head. , "If you have a problem here, go to the hospital quickly. Don't spend all day imagining that there is something that is not there. It is easy to get crazy."

Mo Baichuan's expression was cold, "Ni Yan, stop pretending!"

Is it interesting to keep pretending like this?

Isn't she tired?

Ni Yan resisted the urge to curse, stretched out her hand to push Mo Baichuan away, frowned and said, "Mo Baichuan, I am now your sixth uncle's girlfriend and your future sixth aunt. Please respect yourself in front of your elders!"

After saying that, Ni Yan walked outside.

Mo Baichuan was a good practitioner, and most people couldn't push it. However, Ni Yan did it, and it seemed like she didn't use much strength.

Mo Baichuan looked at Ni Yan's back and licked his back molars, with a dangerous look in his eyes.

In this case, he could only let Ni Yan regret it on his own!

He will definitely give Zhao Jingrong a grand wedding that will make others envious!

Ni Yan walked to the door, and Mo Qishen came down from upstairs at this time, "Yanyan, your bag."

Ni Yan took the bag and got into the car with Mo Qishen, "Brother Mo, I think there is something wrong with your eldest nephew."

Originally, Ni Yan wanted to tell Mo Qishen about this matter.

After all, couples should be honest with each other and there should be no secrets.

However, she was afraid that if she said this, it would affect the uncle-nephew relationship between Mo Qishen and Mo Baichuan.

They say beauty brings disaster, she can't be a sinner.

After careful consideration, Ni Yan decided not to say anything, as long as she kept a good distance from Mo Baichuan.

Mo Qishen sent Ni Yan to Jinghua Village, "Yanyan, it's too late now, so I won't go in. I'll pick you up at 10:30 tomorrow morning."

"Where will you pick me up?" Ni Yan was a little curious.

"The Chinese New Year is the day after tomorrow. Let's go to Brother Du's place tomorrow." Mo Qishen replied.

Ni Yan asked curiously: "Isn't he going back to Shanghai during the New Year?"

"I won't go back." Mo Qishen said.

"Okay," Ni Yan nodded slightly, "I understand."

Today is the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, and the Ni family is very lively. Almost everyone has gathered together. At this time, everyone is gathering around the stove to fry New Year's goods.

What about meat dumplings, radish dumplings, lotus root dumplings... and steamed buns...

This was the first time for Shangguan Xi to make these things by herself. As she was doing it, she turned her head and said something to Ni Yan. After a while, rows of round dumplings were ready.

Even Shangguan Xu sat with his two sisters and kneaded the dough.

Old Mrs. Shangguan and Mrs. Zheng were responsible for sitting under the stove and lighting the fire, while the other was frying dumplings beside the pot.

Ni Cuihua and Shangguan Dehui went to wash rice and wash vegetables.

As the new year approaches, not only the workers in the factory are on holiday, but the nannies of the Ni family also go home for the holidays.

Mr. Zheng took little Ni Yun to build a snowman in the yard.

Mr. Zheng is usually a very serious person, but as soon as he meets little Ni Yun, he immediately breaks the rules.

It was exactly half past ten when Mo Qishen arrived. Seeing such a warm scene, he couldn't help but pick up his camera and take several photos.

"Yanyan." Mo Qishen called Ni Yan.

Ni Yan raised his eyes slightly, and Mo Qishen took the opportunity to press the shutter, and a 365-degree photo with no blind spots was taken.

"Brother-in-law, I want to pat him too!" Little Ni Yun hummed and ran over, making a scissor hand gesture.

"Brother-in-law, I want to pat you too!" Duoduo also flapped his wings and flew over like a repeater.

After taking the photo, Mo Qishen rolled up his sleeves and joined the team making dumplings.

Ni Yan said in surprise: "Aren't you going to Brother Du's house? Not going?"

"Let's go in the afternoon."

"Oh." Ni Yan nodded.

After dinner in the afternoon, Ni Yan and Mo Qishen set out for Wude Mingxuan.

"You are going to Xiao Du's house, right? Come, take some of these steamed buns and lotus root dumplings." The old lady Shangguan walked to the car carrying two bags.

Mo Qi smiled deeply and said, "Grandma, you don't have to be so polite. You can buy these things outside."

The old lady Shangguan said: "How can what you buy compare with what you make by yourself? Take it! You can't buy what you make at home!"

"Thank you, grandma." Mo Qishen took the bag with both hands.

The old lady Shangguan smiled and said, "You kid, why are you so polite to me?"

Because of the Chinese New Year, the streets were very crowded and there was joy everywhere, except for Demingxuan.

Du Jiaojiao returned to Shanghai for the New Year, Wang Zeqi also went back to spend the New Year with his parents, and the remaining servants also went back for the holidays. Now Du Ye is the only one in Demingxuan.

The north wind wrapped the fallen leaves, and Demingxuan looked very deserted.

As soon as you enter the door, you can hear the sound of banging wooden fish.

Ni Yan secretly cursed, is this man really going to become a monk?

How can one know how to chant sutras and praise Buddha every day?

Isn't he bored?

Ni Yan was curious about how he persisted.

A person who is clearly in her thirties is living the same life as an old lady in her seventies or eighties.

"Brother Du." Mo Qishen opened the bead curtain and went in.

Mr. Du put down the wooden fish and said, "Wei Zhi is here."

"Brother Du, it's too deserted here, why don't you go back with me to celebrate the New Year." Mo Qishen suggested.

Mr. Du twirled his beads and said, "No matter whether it is lively or deserted, they all look the same to me."

If you have a good mind, happiness will always exist.

Several people came to the tea room while talking.

Tea smoke curled up, enveloping the figures of several people, making everything look like a dream.

On a cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the soup in the bamboo stove begins to boil and becomes red.

While Mo Qishen was chatting with Mr. Du, Ni Yan found a book on the bookshelf to read. She liked reading, almost any book, and she gradually became fascinated.

Even though she has read "A Dream of Red Mansions" many times, she always has different opinions when she reads it again.

The beauty rolled up the bead curtain and sat deeply with her eyebrows furrowed.

Mr. Du twisted the beads in one hand and took a cup with the other and took a sip of the tea soup. He was slightly bitter and said, "Weizhi, have you paid attention to the south side of the city recently? As far as I know, those old guys seem a little restless."

Mo Qishen picked up the teacup and said, "It's just a group of dying grasshoppers, nothing to be afraid of."