Chapter 377: 116: Abused the rotten peach blossom, sent for identification_6
Little Ni Yun is one month old now and can already toddle around.
Not far from here, there’s a Wetland Park. At this season, the Wetland Park is bustling with parents who bring their children out to fly kites.
Upon seeing the kites, Little Ni Yun laughs with joy, “Sister! Sister! Sister!”
Ni Yang says, “Yunyun, that is a kite.”
Little Ni Yun follows and says, “hong-zheng.”
“Kite.” Ni Yang corrects her.
“Hong.”
Ni Yang: “…”
The three women head toward the direction of the Wetland Park.
At this moment, Ni Cuihua is bumped into by a fast-walking passerby.
She doesn’t know if it’s an illusion, but she suddenly feels a pain in her scalp, as if her hair has been pulled out.
The passerby immediately apologizes, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I was in a hurry! Are you okay?”
Since the passerby apologized sincerely, Ni Cuihua didn’t dwell on it and replied, “I’m fine, really.”
Upon hearing that Ni Cuihua was okay, the passerby hastily walks off, as if afraid Ni Cuihua might accuse her of something.
“Mom, are you really okay?” Ni Yang asks.
Ni Cuihua smiles and says, “I’m not made of gold, what could possibly happen to me?”
“That’s a relief.”
The passerby swiftly runs into a small alley and hands over two strands of hair to a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man hands him ten yuan.
“Thank you,” says the passerby, smiling, “if there is such work in the future, you can contact me at any time.”
…
Ni Yang and Ni Cuihua walk along the road.
Suddenly, a male voice sounds from behind them.
“Yangyang!”
Ni Yang looks back and sees Mo Qishen.
“Brother Mo.”
“Yangyang,” Mo Qishen runs over and greets politely, “Good day, Auntie.”
Knowing that Mo Qishen and Ni Yang are dating, Ni Cuihua’s gaze softens considerably, “Xiaomo, you’re here.”
“Yes.” Mo Qishen nods, “Auntie, where are you and Yangyang going?”
Ni Cuihua says, “We are heading to fly kites. Xiaomo, would you like to join us?”
“Sure.” Mo Qishen agrees happily.
Because Ni Cuihua is present, Mo Qishen doesn’t dare to behave frivolously, he doesn’t even dare walk too close to Ni Yang.
They walk behind Ni Cuihua. When Ni Cuihua isn’t looking, Mo Qishen reaches out and quietly holds Ni Yang’s hand.
When Ni Cuihua turns back to speak to them, Mo Qishen quickly releases Ni Yang’s hand, and seriously answers Ni Cuihua’s questions.
He’s acting as if nothing had happened.
Ni Yang stifles a laugh, extends her pinky finger, and hooks Mo Qishen’s little finger, whispering, “Brother Mo, actually, my mom already knows about us.”
If you want to hold hands, just hold it.
This man is really stubborn.
Mo Qishen’s heart leaps, “Really?”
“Yes.” Ni Yang nods.
“Then how does Mom perceive me?” Mo Qishen lowers his voice.
Ni Yang says, “You’re fine.” After finishing her sentence, Ni Yang realizes something was off, she nudges his waist with her elbow, “What do you mean our mom? She’s my mom, stop trying to take advantage.”
Mo Qishen clutches his waist, acting dramatically, “Murdering your own husband, that’s what you’re doing.”
“You jerk!”
At this moment, Ni Cuihua turns back, “Yangyang, it’s a left turn up ahead to get to the park, isn’t it?”
Mo Qishen quickly lets go of Ni Yang’s hand, startled.
Ni Yang nods and says, “Yes, Mom, a left turn up ahead and we’ll be there.”
“All right.”
Ni Yang turns his gaze to Mo Qishen, teasing, “Anyway, my mom already knows. What are you afraid of?”
Mo Qishen says, “I have to maintain a good image in front of Mom. What if she thinks I’m not steady enough and not a good match for you?”
Ni Yang laughs, “You fool.”
They arrive at the park soon after.
The May weather is not cold, not hot – it’s just right.
All sorts of kites are flying in the park’s sky.
Ni Cuihua and Little Ni Yun are busy flying kites, while Ni Yang and Mo Qishen sit under a big tree, chatting.
“Yangyang, my mom wants to invite you over to our house tomorrow.”
“Hmm?” Ni Yang looks at Mo Qishen, puzzled.
Mo Qishen continues, “As my girlfriend, Yangyang, do you want to go?”
Is it time to meet the parents already?
Ni Yang is stunned.
“Yangyang?”
Ni Yang thinks for a moment, “Sure.”
It’s inevitable that the ugly wife will meet her in-laws. Besides, she’s already quite familiar with Mo’s Mrs. and Mr.