Rebirth of a Village Girl

“Grandma, Aunt, are you going to find an aunt for Uncle?” Mo Hudie suddenly appeared, her bright eyes stared at Mrs. Mo and Lin Pingping.

These days, Mo Hudie’s condition bettered each day, she who originally weighed only 30 kilograms, now weighed 45 kilograms!

She used to walk slowly, but now she can run.

Lin Pingping gave Mo Hudie’s head a gentle pat, “Yes, we are looking for an aunt for your uncle.”

Mo Hudie tilted her head and thought for a moment, “I think Sister Ni Yang is very good.”

Old Lady Mo laughed gently.

As if suddenly remembering something, Lin Pingping took out a long box from her bag, “Oh, Hudie, Aunt Pingping has prepared a gift for you, open it and see.”

Perhaps because Mo Hudie had a similar experience to hers, she couldn’t help but feel pained when she looked at Mo Hudie.

Mo Hudie couldn’t wait to open the box, and exclaimed joyfully: “Wow! A Picasso pen! Thank you, Aunt Pingping!”

Over the years, although Mo Hudie had always been sick and never went to school, she was exceptionally bright. Under the guidance of home tutors, she had mastered subjects beyond high school, showing particular talent in literature. She enjoyed practicing handwriting and writing in her spare time, which was her only hobby over the years.

A good pen was a more precious gift for her than anything else.

Lin Pingping smiled and said, “Pin glad you like it, Hudie.”

Mo Baichuan made a trip to the hospital.

Li Xianxian’s condition wasn’t looking well. She lay on the bed, looking like a lifeless corpse with a horrifyingly pale face.

Mo Baichuan couldn’t understand how Ni Yang, being a doctor herself, could idly stand by witnessing Li Xianxian in such a state.

Did she not have even a shred of sympathy left in her?

To win his favor, Ni Yang really was…resorting to any means!

And that Mo Qishen was an idiot too, he had lost sense of right and wrong. How could he not see through Ni Yang’s poor acting? He was an embarrassment, and if the century-old foundation of the Mo family were to fall into his hands, then the demise of the Mo family was not far off!

Mo Baichuan was deeply frustrated.

Today was Ni Yang’s second day of business, and it was still booming, but the sour plum soup did not sell as well as she had imagined.

She prepared over two thousand servings of sour plum soup, and by noon, only 500 cups had been sold.

Just so you know, over one thousand five hundred servings of pickled fish noodles were sold out!

If the sales of sour plum soup don’t pick up, she would make less money each day.

This couldn’t go on.

Ni Yang was taking orders and counting money while thinking about her situation

When she went into the kitchen to serve noodles, she overheard the following conversation in the bustling dining hall.

“Mommy, Mommy, I want to drink the sour plum soup.”

The young mother whispered quietly, “Sweetie, sour plum soup is for heat relief and can only be drunk in summer. Drinking it in winter is not good for the stomach.”

“No, no, I want to drink it…”

“You’ll catch a cold and need an injection, are you scared of injections?”

The child immediately stopped asking for sour plum soup, “Mommy, I’ll be a good boy and eat my noodles, I don’t want an injection!”

After hearing this, Ni Yang knew what to do. She smiled faintly, striding swiftly to the back.

By 7:30 in the evening, Ni Yang promptly finished business as usual.

The noodles were all sold out, while quite a few sour plum soups were left. Ni Yang took two jars and filled them with the sour plum soup, giving one to Zhou Qingshang and one to Wang Jinfang.

“Auntie Zhou, Aunt Jinfang, the sour plum soup is nothing special, take it home and let the kids have a taste.”

Zhou Qingshang and Wang Jinfang declined it again and again, but they couldn’t resist Ni Yang’s enthusiasm.

Ni Yang was a good boss and knew how to win people’s hearts. She knew what to do to ensure her employees worked faithfully.

Giving away the sour plum soup would not only flatter them but also prevent wastage.

Why not do something that is of mutual benefit?

After work, Ni Yang didn’t immediately head home, instead, she went to buy some fish and noodles.

The noodle seller and Ni Yang had become good friends, “Ni Yang, why did you come personally again? Didn’t I tell you I would have uncle deliver the noodles to you every morning?”

Ni Yang was pretty and had a sweet mouth, she knew that doing business wasn’t easy, so when she bought noodles, she never bargained. The noodle selling couple liked her very much.