Chapter 131: 079: Winning Hearts, Guobao Returns Home_i
Translator: 549690339
Yes.
Yang Guobao is going home.
After three months of treatment and recuperation, he is completely cured.
Ni Yang gently touched Yang Guobao’s head with a smile, “Three months have passed. It’s time to go home and see your grandparents and father.”
Yang Guobao hugged Ni Yang, choking up, “Whoo, wh-whoo! Sister Ni Yang, I’m gonna miss you…”
“Silly Guobao,” Ni Yang laughed, “We will see each other again, we will have many chances to meet in the future.”
Goudan scorned, “Guobao, are you a man or not? Like us men of the ‘Gou’ generation, we don’t cry!”
Guobao?
The ‘Gou’ generation?
When did Yang Guobao become ‘Guobao’ of the ‘Gou’ generation? I wonder if these kids will acknowledge these nicknames when they grow up.
Ni Yang couldn’t help but laugh.
Yang Guobao immediately straightened up, wiping the tears from his face, “Yes! We men of the ‘Gou’ generation don’t cry!”
Ni Yang nodded, “Yes, that’s more like a little man!”
Goudan immediately objected, “Sister Ni Yang is wrong! We are clearly grown men!”
“Hmm,” Yang Guobao, still with tears on his face, echoed, “We are grown men!”
They are all grown men who can protect Sister Ni Yang.
After comforting him for a while, Yang Guobao finally began to smile. Ni Yang, remembering the food she had bought today, continued, “You four go and call over all the other kids. Tonight we ll have dinner at Sister Ni Yang’s place as a farewell meal for Guobao.”
“Yeah, yeah!” Goudan jumped up excitedly.
“Then let’s go call everyone else now.”
Ni Yang nodded, “Go ahead.”
Yang Guobao, Goudan, Wang Xiaoqin, and Wang Yuanzhi ran off in a flash.
Upon hearing that guests were coming for dinner, Ni Cuihua immediately came over to ask Ni Yang what they would be eating tonight, so she could start washing the vegetables.
Ni Yang thought for a moment and then said, “Tonight we’re having hot pot. Mom, wash some more meat, and a bit extra fish, and shrimp. I’m going to visit Aunt Zhou’s place. I’ll start cooking when I come back.”
“Alright,” Ni Cuihua nodded, “You better go quickly.”
After taking some money from her room, Ni Yang started walking towards Zhou Qingshang’s residence.
Along the way, villagers kept greeting Ni Yang.
Liking and disliking are mutual feelings.
Wang Jinfang, a woman who begrudges others their success, greeted Ni Yang with a smiling face. But as soon as Ni Yang turned her back, Wang started spewing sarcasm.
“This little girl doesn’t learn good habits at such a young age and does all kinds of shameless things! Dressed so extravagantly, I wonder who she’s going to seduce now!”
“Mom!” Panghu rushed in from another direction, looked at Wang Jinfang angrily, “You’re not allowed to talk about Sister Ni Yang like that!”
Wang Jinfang looked down at Panghu and said menacingly, “You little brat, know your place! Mind your own business!”
Panghu sat on the ground, crying and making a fuss, “Sister Ni Yang is not like that! Sister Ni Yang isn’t!”
Panghu is the only male heir in three generations of the Ni family. Wang Jinfang gave birth to three daughters before she finally had this precious son. Seeing Panghu sitting on the ground and crying, she was heartbroken.
“Oh, my precious baby! Get up, get up, no more crying.”
“I won’t get up!” Panghu sobbed, “Sister Ni Yang is not like that!”
What Wang Jinfang saw made her grimace, but seeing her son like this, she just indulged him, “Sure, sure. Your Sister Ni Yang is not like that. Mom was just joking.”
Panghu’s crying gradually subsided, he looked at Wang Jinfang and said, “Mom! Promise me that you will never badmouth Sister Ni Yang again!”
Wang Jinfang continued, “Mom promises not to speak ill of your Sister Ni Yang again!”
Although she said that, Wang Jinfang was still dubious about Ni Yang.
A young girl, who was dressed in rags when she first moved to Jinghua Village, is now all of a sudden dressed so well. Very suspicious indeed!
Wang Jinfang absolutely did not believe that Ni Yang wasn’t engaged in some sort of shady business.
Otherwise, where did all the money come from so quickly?
“Mom, swear,” Panghu sobbed, “If you talk bad about Sister Ni Yang again, when I have a son, he won’t have a butthole.”
People in this era are superstitious!
Wang Jinfang was scared silly when she heard this, immediately saying, “Spit, spit, spit! There’s no harm in a child’s words.. Nobody curses themselves like that!”