Rebirth of a Village Girl

Not to mention Dabai Pear soda, even drinks such as Wahaha and Jianlibao are not as delicious as the milk tea made by Ni Yan.

No wonder there is a long queue at Ni Yan’s noodle shop every day. It turns out the food is delicious!

If it were her, she would be willing to line up every day.

Zhao Sheng came over and handed the brewed tea to Ni Yan, "Yanyan has tea."

"Thank you, uncle." Ni Yan stood up, took the tea cup with both hands, and thanked him.

Zhao Sheng quietly looked at the little girl, with admiration in his eyes. Although this little girl was young, her conversation, behavior, and etiquette were much more thoughtful than those of adults.

If it were someone else's child, how would he know to take the tea cup with both hands? He even stood up to say thank you.

Although this is just a small gesture, it contains five thousand years of tea ceremony history in China.

This little girl will definitely not be a thing in the pool from now on.

Ni Yan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then placed it on the table.

Wang Xuemei said: "Yanyan, don't look at the area of ​​my shop. It's quite small, but the location is really good. It's warm in winter and cool in summer. Not only can you do business, but you can also live in it. If you don't want to go abroad, your uncle and I will I really don’t want to sell it.”

Ni Yan continued: "Actually, you can also consider renting out the shop. When you and your uncle come back, you can take it back." Although she really wanted to buy this shop, she did not force others to do so. This kind of thing must be satisfactory to both parties.

Wang Xuemei smiled and said: "We may not come back after our trip abroad. Our boy specially told us to take care of all the domestic matters."

Ni Yan nodded.

Wang Xuemei then took out the contract and said, "Yanyan, we have prepared the contract. If there is no problem, we can sign it."

There were two copies of the contract. Ni Yan took one of them and read it carefully. After confirming that there were no problems, he picked up a pen and signed his name.

Her signature is stroke by stroke, free and uninhibited, penetrating through the back of the paper and not sloppy. It makes people look eye-catching and does not look like it was written by a teenage girl.

Zhao Sheng's son is 25 years old this year and is an international student from country M. Even he can't write such beautiful handwriting.

Zhao Sheng put one of the contracts away and continued: "Yanyan, if you don't have enough money, you can pay us 5,000 yuan first and wait for the rest of the money after we go abroad. When will you have money?" , just go to the bank and transfer it to us.”

Wang Xuemei nodded, "Yes, yes, Yanyan, you don't have to worry about money, and uncles and aunts don't have to worry about money."

The couple also saw that Ni Yan was just a little girl, and it was not easy for her to work hard outside. If it were others, they would not dare to relax the five thousand yuan casually.

Because Ni Yan was not a defaulter at first glance, they were willing to believe Ni Yan.

Ni Yan smiled and said: "Thank you, uncle and aunt, but I just have enough money on hand now, so I'd better pay it all in one go to avoid the trouble of subsequent remittances."

Hearing this, the couple were both shocked.

This ten thousand yuan is not a small amount. You must know that the couple had been doing business frugally for many years and only saved over one hundred thousand yuan.

Ni Yan has only been in business for a few days, and is he already so rich?

Moreover, this little girl was dressed so plainly that it was impossible to tell that she was carrying 10,000 yuan.

Ni Yan took out the money from her bag and handed it to Wang Xuemei, "Auntie, please order some with uncle."

The couple was stunned for a moment before reaching out and taking the money handed over by Ni Yan.

Ten thousand yuan, a thick pile, neatly wrapped in handkerchief.

There is still a faint fragrance on the handkerchief.

It can also be seen from this detail that the owner of the handkerchief is also a careful person.

The couple counted the money and after confirming that there was no problem, handed the key to the house to Ni Yan, "Yanyan, from now on this house will be handed over to you. You can sell the stationery and other things in the house if you think they can be sold. Others If you can't sell the things, you can also throw them away. We will accompany you to transfer the property tomorrow and leave the country the day after tomorrow. "

Ni Yan took the key and said, "Uncle and aunt, I wish you a safe trip."

Wang Xuemei smiled and said: "Then your uncle and I also wish you a prosperous business and a bright future."

Ni Yan smiled and thanked him.

On the second day, Zhao Sheng and Wang Xuemei accompanied Ni Yan to the Changfang Housing Management Bureau on time to go through the transfer procedures.

The transfer process was very smooth.

After returning from the housing authority, Ni Yan stood in front of the shop, with a slight arc at the corner of her mouth. The warm winter sun penetrated from the leaves and evenly sprinkled on her body, coating her with a layer of golden light.

Quiet and secluded.

The pedestrians and vehicles on the road all became the background against her backdrop.

"Slow down." Suddenly, the man sitting in the back seat of the car suddenly spoke.

"Oh, okay." Li Gongcheng carefully slowed down.

"Is this where Ni Yan opens a noodle shop?" the man said again.

Li Gongcheng replied, "Yes, Er Ye, Xiao Ni is currently opening a noodle shop here."

"Stop the car," the man continued.

Li Gongcheng immediately pulled over and parked the car.

As soon as the car stopped, the man opened the door and got out, "I'll go out for a while, you wait in the car.

Li Gongcheng glanced at the man through the rearview mirror and said respectfully: "Okay, Second Master."

This person is none other than Song Beicheng.

Song Beicheng has been very interested in this little girl since the last sky-high price invitation was rejected by Ni Yan. He even suspected that Ni Yan was playing hard to get, but he waited for a long time and did not wait for Ni Yan's next move.

Song Beicheng was a man who walked among thousands of flowers without touching a leaf. He boasted of meeting countless people, but he could only see through Ni Yan.

Little girl, she has a lot of thoughts.

Song Beicheng raised his hand and loosened his tie. The expression in his eyes was covered by the lenses. The gold-rimmed glasses frames reflected a harsh light in the sun, as if he didn't see the 'resting' sign hanging on the door. , directly opened the glass door and walked in.

Ni Yan was standing in front of the counter taking stock. When she heard some movement, she raised her eyes slightly and said, "Sorry, we are on break now. If you want to eat noodles, please come back at 2:30 in the afternoon."

Wait, why does this person seem familiar?

Ni Yan frowned without trace.

Song Beicheng twitched the corners of his lips, "Miss Ni is such a noble person who forgets things so much. Doesn't she even remember Song?"

At the same time, Song Beicheng still felt a little bit disappointed.

When a woman sees him, she doesn't fawn over him and worry about him. Ni Yan just forgets about him.

Only then did Ni Yan realize it and said with a smile: "Boss Song."

oh.

Turns out I still remember him.

Song Beicheng looked as usual.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Ni Yan then asked.

Ni Yan didn't have a good impression of Song Beicheng.

This man is simply the embodiment of a capitalist. He thinks that if he has money, he can do whatever he wants. He is domineering and authoritarian!

Song Beicheng found a seat and sat down casually, "I have nothing to do with Miss Ni. I came here to eat noodles."

He wanted to see if the noodles that Mrs. Mo was so raving about were so delicious.

Ni Yan pointed to the sign hanging outside the door and asked with a smile, "Boss Song can't read?"

Can't you see it during the break?

Song Beicheng smiled lightly, "Miss Ni is right, Song is really illiterate."

Ni Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then Boss Song always understands human speech, right?"

Song Beicheng nodded, "Miss Ni is really smart. No wonder my grandma likes you so much. I really can't understand human speech."

Ni Yan almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of old blood.

She had seen thick-skinned people, but she had never seen anyone thicker-skinned than Song Beicheng.

Deep skill.

Forget it, she just cares about mentally retarded children.

"Wait." Ni Yan glanced at Song Beicheng, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"Wait a minute." Song Beicheng continued.

Ni Yan paused.

Song Beicheng said: "Miss Ni, you are so unprofessional. You didn't even ask the guests if they have any taboos."

Ni Yan raised a smile and said word by word: "Then do you have any taboos?"

Song Beicheng continued: "I don't eat onions, ginger, and garlic. I can use more coriander. By the way, I also want a cup of milk tea."

It sounded like he was really here to eat.

Ni Yan nodded, "Okay, please wait a moment."

A moment later, Ni Yan came over with a bowl of fragrant pickled cabbage noodles and a cup of fragrant milk tea.

The spicy and sour aroma of the pickled fish seemed to be carrying a hook, which instantly whetted Song Beicheng's appetite.

He had eaten at the best state banquets and Michelin-starred restaurants abroad, but at this moment, he didn't know whether it was an illusion or something, but he suddenly felt that neither the state banquet nor the Michelin-starred restaurants were as delicious as the bowl of noodles in front of him.

Originally, he just wanted to tease Ni Yan, but now, he couldn't wait to take a bite of the noodles.

Song Beicheng picked up his chopsticks, picked up a few noodles, and put them into his mouth.

The taste in his mouth made him squint his eyes in pleasure.

It's sour, spicy and refreshing, making you want to stop eating.

At this time, he could somewhat understand why Mrs. Mo liked eating this noodle so much.

Because it tastes so good!

Before he knew it, Song Beicheng had finished a large bowl of noodles, and even he forgot that he had mysophobia.

After eating the noodles, Song Beicheng was still not satisfied, and he finished the noodle soup as well.

At this time, Song Beicheng was completely overwhelmed by the delicious food. How could he still look like Second Master Song?

After drinking the noodle soup, Song Beicheng found that the milk tea on the side was still untouched. He picked up the cup and took a sip of milk tea.

The taste of milk tea did not disappoint him.

Men generally rarely like sweet things, but this milk tea is different. It has the refreshing taste of tea and the richness of milk. The fusion of the two is simply amazing for the taste buds.

"Miss Ni," Song Beicheng raised his eyes and looked at Ni Yan, "Are you really not considering my last invitation?"

This time, Song Beicheng was sincere.

He was really conquered by Ni Yan's cooking skills.

Ni Yan slightly raised her lips, "Boss Song has amnesia?"

Song Beicheng continued: "I will give you a million-dollar annual salary." As he spoke, he held out two fingers.

two millions!

What a rich man!

The little girl is so good-looking and has good cooking skills. If she gets two million back, he won't lose.

Ni Yan said nothing and continued to fiddle with the abacus under his fingertips.

"Two million and a half million?"

"three million?"

"Three million and one million?"

The only response to Song Beicheng's response was the sound of the abacus being struck.

Song Beicheng raised his eyebrows slightly. Could it be that she was calculating how much money she could earn in two years and how much money she could earn in three years?

He knew that no one did not love money.

Even Ni Yan, a girl who claims to rely on herself, can't resist this overwhelming wealth.

"No need to forget it," Song Beicheng continued: "One year is 3.01 million, two years is 6.02 million, three years is 9.03 million, and ten years is 31 million!"

But Ni Yan seemed to have not heard Song Beicheng's words and was still fiddling with his abacus.

Why doesn't she speak?

Song Beicheng frowned, must he be frightened by these huge numbers?

Thinking about it, her noodles only cost 30 cents a bowl. She would have to sell 100 million bowls of noodles to earn back the 31 million.

One hundred million bowls of noodles is probably enough for her to sell for a lifetime!

Song Beicheng smiled and said: "Miss Ni, why don't you say anything? Don't worry, I, Song, don't have any other advantages, except that I never go back on my word. Since I promised an annual salary of 3.01 million, I will definitely keep my promise. !if you......"

At this moment, Ni Yan raised his eyes slightly and directly interrupted Song Beicheng's unfinished words, "Boss Song, I know that you are very wealthy, and I also know that you are as rich as the country. If you are really worried about having too much money and nowhere to spend it, , There are still many impoverished mountainous areas in China, waiting for you to donate your love, so please don’t make fun of me, okay?”

There is something really wrong with this man!

Song Beicheng thought that she really thought that he was making fun of her, so he quickly explained: "Miss Ni, I am serious, I am not making fun of you!"

Isn’t it just three million?

When did the money he spent on women fall below three million?

Ni Yan smiled and said: "Different opinions lead to different opinions. Boss Song, if you have finished eating, can you please leave quickly? I'm going to take a lunch break."

Rejected again!

Ni Yan actually rejected him again!

But this time, Song Beicheng was not going to give in. He didn't believe that Ni Yan was really willing to give up the three million.

Song Beicheng stood up, faced Ni Yan, and spoke slowly, "Miss Ni, I will only give you one chance. I hope you won't regret it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Beicheng turned around and left.

The clear glass lenses concealed all the emotions in his eyes very well.

At the same time, Song Beicheng was counting three numbers silently in his mind.

He believed that after counting these three, they would definitely call him out!

Because he really understands women too well.

Sure enough, when he finished counting the word "2" silently, Ni Yan caught up with him.

"etc!"

Song Beicheng slightly curled his lips, stretched out his hand to push his eyes, and turned to look at Ni Yan. He was about to ridicule Ni Yan, but Ni Yan stretched out his hand and spoke before him, "Boss Song, you have three hundred and one in a row." If you can afford an annual salary of 10,000 yuan, why can’t you afford the 60-cent face-payment?”

What?

Did Ni Yan come to him to ask for face money?

This development seems wrong, right?

Didn't Ni Yan suddenly regret it and come to catch up with him?

Song Beicheng was stunned.

"What?" Ni Yan looked at Song Beicheng and continued: "Did Boss Song want to eat the King's meal?"

There was a slight dimple at the corner of her mouth, and a pair of bright peach blossom eyes were like a cat's. Song Beicheng was stunned again.

"Song, Boss?" Ni Yan spoke again.

Only then did Song Beicheng react. He took out a large unity card from his pocket and said, "No need to look for it."

Ni Yan took out the remaining change from his pocket and stuffed it into Song Beicheng's hand, "Don't worry, Boss Song, we are not a shady shop here."

Song Beicheng looked at Ni Yan, "Ni Yan, do you really not regret it?"

Ni Yan made a 'please' gesture, "Boss Song, walk slowly."

Song Beicheng took a step forward and said, "Ni Yan, I will never give you a second chance. Have you thought about it?"

Ni Yan closed the door directly.

Through the glass door, Song Beicheng turned around and entered the kitchen without even blinking.

Song Beicheng squinted his eyes. Through the flat mirror, he could clearly see a light flashing in his eyes.

Is there really a person who doesn't love money in this world, or is he not given enough money?

Three million is really a lot!

This girl overturned the previous impression of other girls in his mind.

Song Beicheng held the money in his hand and returned to the car with a normal expression, "Xiao Li, drive."

If he didn't say anything more, Li Gongcheng naturally didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The car quickly drove away from this Wutong Avenue.

Ni Yan entered the kitchen and told Zhou Qingxiang and Wang Jinfang about the purchase of the shop next door, "Aunt Zhou, Aunt Jinfang, there are still some old furniture and daily necessities left in the shop next door that the owner hasn't taken away. You guys Go and see if there is anything you can use. If there is, you can just take it back home at night."

Wang Jinfang wiped her hands with her apron and said sheepishly: "Yanyan, don't you want it yourself?"

Zhou Qingxiang also said: "Yes, Yanyan, you can keep it for yourself."

Ni Yan smiled and said: "We just bought new pots, pans, pans and daily necessities when we moved. It would be a waste to take them back. Come on, I will take you there."

Life in the countryside was not easy at this time. Not to mention pots and pans, even a little piece of rag could be useful if brought back.

Wang Jinfang and Zhou Qingxiang happily packed many small things that they could use daily.

"This family is too rich! They don't want so many good things!"

"That's right, I see there are a lot of new things!"

"People in the city just have money."

The two sighed while packing their things.

Ni Yan took a look and saw that in addition to daily necessities and pots and pans, there were also a lot of unopened stationery and schoolbags. She found two snakeskin bags and put all the schoolbags and stationery into the snakeskin bags.

After the house was all tidied up, it was afternoon business hours.

Ni Yan became busy again.

Going home in the evening, Ni Yan showed Ni Cuihua the stationery and schoolbag he brought back.

Ni Cuihua said: "Yanyan, let me pick out a nice little schoolbag to keep for Yun Yun. You can give the rest to other children in the village. It would be a waste to keep it at home anyway."

Ni Yan smiled and said: "Mom, you think the same as me."

Ni Yan called Gou Dan, and Gou Dan called other friends. After a while, the Ni family courtyard was filled with children.

At this time, the schoolbags for children to go to school were all sewn by the elderly or mothers at home. They were very simple styles. First, use rags to make a cloth bag, and sew a strap to connect it, so that it can be carried on the shoulder. .

It is the dream of many children to have a backpack like the one in the textbook.

"Wow, this schoolbag is so beautiful. It's exactly the same as what I saw in the city! Thank you Sister Ni Yan!"

"Sister Ni Yan, you are so kind!"

"..."

Ni Yan smiled and said: "In addition to schoolbags, sister Ni Yan will also give each of you a pencil case, three pencils, and an eraser, but..."

At this point, she paused for a moment and said, "You have to promise Sister Ni Yan something."

"Sister Ni Yan, please tell me quickly."

Ni Yan continued: "You must promise sister Ni Yan to study hard and make progress every day, so that you can be a useful person in the future!"

Goudan scratched his head in confusion, "Sister Ni Yan, why do you need to study hard? If you don't study hard, won't you be able to be a useful person in the future?"

Ni Yan smiled slightly, squatted down, looked at Goudan at eye level, and then said, "Studying hard will give you the right to choose in the future, choose a job that is meaningful and time-consuming, instead of being forced to make a living. When your job When your work is meaningful in your heart, you will have a sense of accomplishment. When your work does not deprive you of your life, you will have a sense of accomplishment and dignity. Meaningful work will make you useful! "

Goudan nodded as if he understood, "Oh, okay, then I will listen to Sister Ni Yan. I will definitely study hard and make progress every day."

Although Goudan didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, he knew that he was right to listen to Sister Ni Yan.

Ni Yan reached out and touched Goudan's little head.

The other children also said with serious faces: "Don't worry, Sister Ni Yan, we will all study hard and be useful people in the future. We will earn a lot of money to buy a lot of delicious food and fun things for Sister Ni Yan!"

In this era, a lot of delicious food and a lot of fun things are all out of reach of these children's dreams. Although they don't have the ability now, they can't wait to leave the best things to Ni Yan.

After distributing schoolbags and stationery to the children, Ni Yan went to Zhou Qingxiang's house and discussed with Wang Tieniu about decorating the new shop.

Ni Yan said: "Uncle Tieniu, this time we are looking for the same uncles as last time. The wages are the same as last time, and the construction period is still one month."

Ni Yan took out the money and put it on the table.

Wang Tieniu stood up and said, "I heard from your aunt that the shop this time is half the size of the last time. The construction period does not take so many days, nor does it require so many people."

Ni Yan smiled and said: "That's it, the New Year is coming soon. I hope that we can all cut more meat and have a good New Year!"

There is not much farm work in winter. Apart from going up the mountain to look for aloe vera, everyone is mostly free at home. However, recently, almost all the aloe vera has been found. Ni Yan’s money is a timely help. I don’t know how many people’s urgent needs will be solved.

This money is enough for everyone to have a good year!

When the time comes, you can also save some face by visiting relatives and friends.

Wang Tieniu grabbed Ni Yan's hand and said excitedly: "Yanyan, on behalf of all of us, thank you."

Ni Yan smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Tieniu, the money you earn is all earned through labor, so there is no need to thank me."

After discussing the matter, Ni Yan left the Wang family.

Wang Tieniu took the money and walked from house to house.

The houses in the village are all next to each other. At this time, everyone came out with bowls and stood at the door talking quietly about something.

"Yanyan is such a good child. She has helped us so much. You said that she and her mother have been in our village for such a long time. Shouldn't we also help their mother?"

"Yes, yes, Liu Laoliu, you usually never speak human words once, but this time you finally spoke human words once!"

"Then how can we help them?"

"Well, let's help the three girls apply for a homestead, so that they can truly become members of our village!"

"I think so too."

"How about we all go to the village tomorrow? With more people and strength, we will definitely be able to apply for a homestead for Yanyan's family."

"Then let Liu Laoliu take the lead in this matter."

"Okay, okay," Liu Laoliu patted his chest, "Tomorrow at twelve o'clock at noon, I will knock on the door from door to door. You can't refuse then! Anyone who shrinks from the battle will be a turtle bastard!"

"Looking at what you said, how could we possibly regret such a thing!"

Everyone discussed it word by word, and within a short while, the matter was finalized.

At this time, Ni Yan was cooking at home, and she was unaware of the villagers' actions.

...

During lunch break the next day, Ni Yan took time to visit the private detective agency.

Seeing Ni Yan coming, Xiao Zhou hurriedly greeted her, "Miss Ni."

Ni Yan nodded and went straight to the topic without any nonsense, "How is the investigation going?"

Xiao Zhou smiled and said: "Don't worry, Miss Ni, the detectives in our detective agency are by no means in vain."

Ni Yan handed over the five hundred yuan he had prepared, "This is the final payment."

Xiao Zhou took the money, pointed to the stool and said, "Miss Ni, please sit down and listen to me tell you slowly."

Ni Yan leaned over and sat down.

Xiao Zhou poured a cup of tea for Ni Yan.

"Thank you." Ni Yan picked up the cup and took a sip.

Xiao Zhou looked at Ni Yan and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

A beauty is a beauty, even the way she drinks tea is so beautiful.

Xiao Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then entered the topic.

"The Li Shu you asked me to check last time is from a large village in Haicheng City. When she was 18 years old, she became pregnant out of wedlock with Sun Shishi, a gangster from a neighboring village. When she was 19 years old, she gave birth to a daughter named Sun Dalian. But this grandson Fifteen was addicted to gambling, and Li Shu's married life was not happy. Just three years ago, Li Shu suddenly ran away with her 17-year-old daughter Sun Dalian. According to our investigation, she is now married to Shuiba Village. A family named Mu gave birth to a son not long ago, but her daughter Sun Dalian seemed to have disappeared from the world. "

Hearing this, Ni Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. It turned out that Li Shu really had a daughter.

How many truths did she miss in her previous life?

"What about Li Xianxian?" Ni Yan then asked.

Xiao Zhou continued: "Li Xianxian is twenty years old and is currently studying at Beijing University of Science and Technology. According to the registration information, she is an orphan without a father or mother and grew up in an orphanage."

"Oh, by the way, a year ago, when she was in school, she acted bravely and helped the old lady of the Mo family who had her wallet robbed, and also saved the old lady Mo's life, so... Miss Ni, I advise You'd better not think too much about Li Xianxian, the Mo family is not someone we can afford to offend."

Ni Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he continued: "Do you have Sun Shishi's specific address?"

"Yes." Xiao Zhou nodded and handed Ni Yan a document bag, "This contains Sun Shishi's family status and detailed address."

"Thank you." Ni Yan reached out and took it.

Xiao Zhou smiled and said: "You're welcome, this is all our responsibility."

Ni Yan's eyes swept over Xiao Zhou's facial features, and then said: "Mr. Zhou, have you lost your appetite recently and often have insomnia?"

"Yes, yes!" Xiao Zhou nodded immediately, "Miss Ni, how did you tell?"

Ni Yan smiled lightly, "I happen to know a little bit about Chinese medicine."

Xiao Zhou said: "Miss Ni, do you think I can be saved in this situation?"

He has been suffering from insomnia for many days. As a result, he has no energy to do anything now. He is so tired that he has been to the hospital several times. Western medicine prescribed a lot of sleeping pills. At the beginning, taking a few sleeping pills still helped. Gradually, he has been to the hospital. , taking sleeping pills is useless.

Ni Yan smiled and said: "It's not that serious. In your case, you just need to buy some jujube kernels at the pharmacy, take 15-30 grams each time, mash it and boil it into a paste with water, and drink it every night before going to bed. ”

Xiao Zhou said in surprise: "Is it that simple?"

Is this really okay?

Ni Yan nodded, "It's that simple."

Ni Yan is not a talkative person, and she originally didn't want to talk about such a small problem. However, Xiao Zhou is a detective, and he knows many things that ordinary people don't know.

It's not easy to build a good relationship with a detective, and this is just an opportunity.

An opportunity to win over people's hearts.

The scope of social networking is wider, and you won’t have to worry about finding people when things happen in the future.

Of course, whether you believe it or not depends on Xiao Zhou himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ni Yan took the things and left.

Xiao Zhou looked at her figure and touched his head in confusion. When he passed by the Chinese medicine store after get off work in the evening, he couldn't help but think of Ni Yan's words.

Anyway, buying some jujube seeds is not that laborious.

Then buy some!

What if it really succeeds?

When Xiao Zhou came out of the traditional Chinese medicine store again, he had a bag of jujube seeds in his hand.

night.

Ni Yan was lying on the bed thinking about Li Shu, Sun Dalian and Li Xianxian.

She now had a bold hypothesis.

Assuming that Sun Dalian is Li Xianxian and Li Xianxian is Sun Dalian, then the mother-daughter relationship between Li Xianxian and Li Shu can be established.

The reason why she was married to God by the Mu family was planned by Li Shu. In her previous life, the person she saw at the last moment of her death was also Li Xianxian. Does this mean that Li Xianxian was actually with her? Same, reborn?

It's just that Li Xianxian was reborn in his previous life.

Moreover, the reason why Li Shu married into the Mu family was because Li Xianxian wanted to contain herself!

After all, both mother and daughter wanted to trap her to death.

Thinking of this, Ni Yan straightened up and sat up from the bed.

She picked up the glass on the bedside table and took a swig of water.

So, what was Li Xianxian's motive for harming her?

In her previous life, she had no direct contact with Li Xianxian at all.

"Li Xianxian..." Ni Yan squinted his eyes, and a bright light flashed under his eyes.

By the way, isn’t the Mo family Li Xianxian cares about most?

Then first destroy the Mo family's trust in her!

It's a fox, and one day it will show its tail!

...

"ah!"

A scream broke through the early morning silence.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Pingping, what's wrong?" Mrs. Mo opened the door and came to Lin Pingping's room nervously.

Since Lin Pingping was discharged from the hospital, she has lived in the Mo family villa.

"Auntie, look at my face!" Lin Pingping was so excited that she didn't know why.

Under the light, Lin Pingping's face was white and rosy. Where was the slightest pimple? Not even a pimple mark can be seen, and it is as tender as tofu.

"Okay! It's okay!" Mrs. Mo covered her mouth in surprise and said in a trembling voice: "Pingping, your face is healed!"

Lin Pingping jumped up happily, "Auntie, I'm healed! My face is finally healed!"

The aunt and nephew hugged each other and cried, "Pingping, you have finally come to the end of your suffering."

Lin Pingping choked with sobs and could no longer make any sound.

After a long while, she said: "Thanks to Yanyan, if it weren't for Yanyan, I wouldn't be where I am today."

If Ni Yan hadn't saved her, if Ni Yan hadn't woken her up, if Ni Yan hadn't generously presented the anti-acne cream, Lin Pingping could no longer imagine where she would be now.

Maybe, her body has sunk to the bottom of the lake now.

Even if she was lucky enough to survive, she would still be working as a coward in the Hong family.

Ni Yan was simply a bright light on her life path. If it weren't for Ni Yan, she would still be stuck in the darkness and couldn't find her direction.

Old Mrs. Mo sighed, "Yanyan's child is really our family's little lucky star. I hope that the sixth child can be more energetic and work hard to marry Yanyan back as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Lin Pingping said in surprise: "Auntie, are you saying that Lao Liu likes smoke?"

"Yanyan is such a beautiful little girl," Mrs. Mo said with a smile, "Don't talk about the sixth one, I like her too when I see her!"

After finishing her sentence, Mrs. Mo said worriedly: "I just don't know if Yanyan can like Lao Liu."

At this moment, there was a burst of panicked footsteps outside the door, "Old lady! Old lady!"

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Mo turned to look at the servant, "If you have something to say, please tell me slowly."

The servant continued: "There was a call from the hospital, saying that Miss Xianxian has woken up!"

Mrs. Mo said excitedly: "Really?"

"Really!" The servant nodded.

Mrs. Mo grabbed Lin Pingping's hand and said with a smile: "Oh, it's really a blessing from Bodhisattva. What a good day today is! All the happy things have happened together!"

Lin Pingping was also very happy that Li Xianxian could wake up, "That's great, aunt, let's go to the hospital to see Xianxian now."

"Okay," Mrs. Mo continued, "Let's call Shang Baichuan and go together."

Mo Baichuan was busy at the base when he was called home by Mrs. Mo.

After learning that it was Li Xianxian who woke up, he was stunned for a moment, and then for some reason, he thought of Ni Yan.

Li Xianxian is Ni Yan's love rival. Ni Yan must be very angry when he learns that Li Xianxian wakes up.

What will happen if Ni Yan doesn't save Li Xianxian?

Ni Yan is not the only doctor in the world!

Mo Baichuan originally refused to see Li Xianxian, but when he thought of Ni Yan, he went with him.

Although Li Xianxian had woken up, he was still very weak. Not only was his face extremely pale, but his lips were also white.

Seeing Mo Baichuan, Li Xianxian felt secretly happy, and even his heart beat faster.

She knew that Mo Baichuan must have her in his heart.

Otherwise, a man as proud as Mo Baichuan would never bend down and come to the hospital to see a woman.

"Xianxian, you finally woke up," Mrs. Mo grabbed Li Xianxian's hand, "You don't even know that you have been worried about grandma these days."

Li Xianxian cried directly, "I'm sorry, grandma, it was me who let you down. If it weren't for me, Xiaodie wouldn't have... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

"Silly boy, this matter has nothing to do with you. This is all caused by our Mo family." Old Mrs. Mo gently stroked Li Xianxian's back, "Xianxian, you don't have to worry or blame yourself. Xiaodie is now It’s okay now.”

What?

Li Xianxian stiffened, almost thinking that he was hallucinating.

Mo Hudie is not dead?

Mo Hudie is not dead!

How could Mo Hudie not die?

Li Xianxian looked heartbroken, so no one noticed anything unusual about her at this moment.

Li Xianxian calmed down and said with a choked voice: "Grandma, is Xiaodie really okay? You must not just to comfort me..."

Mrs. Mo smiled and said: "Silly child, how could grandma lie to you about such a thing? Not only is Xiaodie fine, but she is now alive and kicking and can go to school next year."

What exactly is going on?

Did you make a mistake?

Li Xianxian hugged Mrs. Mo and cried: "Great, Xiaodie is okay, Xiaodie is okay..."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Li Xianxian continued: "Grandma, who saved Xiaodie, please tell me, I have to thank him properly!"

Mrs. Mo said with a smile: "Speaking of this person, she is really the little lucky star of our Mo family. She! Not only did she save Xiaodie, she also helped Pingping, and she even saved me before!"

Li Xianxian could tell from Mrs. Mo's eyebrows how much she liked that little lucky star. She liked that little lucky star even more than she liked herself!

Mrs. Mo has never called her little lucky star before!

What happened during her coma?

"My child, I ask you to study hard, not because I want you to compare your grades with others, but because I hope you will have the right to choose in the future and choose a meaningful and time-based job instead of being forced to make a living. When you When your work is meaningful in your heart, you will have a sense of accomplishment. When your work gives you time and does not deprive you of your life, you will have a sense of accomplishment and dignity, and it will give you happiness.”

This passage comes from "Watching Off" by Long Yingtai

Good morning to all my cuties~~~