Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117: 076: Thrash Scum, Eat Hot Pot 6

Translator: 549690339

Seeing Ni Yang give the bald man two big unity tickets, the middle-aged man instantly regretted so much that his intestines turned green!

He slapped himself twice, silently, “Blinded by your dog eyes! Blinded by your dog eyes!”

Ni Yang took the change from the bald man, her eyes fell on the cow bones on the counter, and asked, “Uncle, how much do you sell these cow bones for?” The bald man enthusiastically replied, “The cow bones cost two cents for a pound, if you want, 1’11 give them to you for one and a half cents a pound.” Because the cow bones had no meat and people didn’t know how to consume them, these bones basically went unsold. Who would have eaten their fill and bought a few bare bones home?

But in Ni Yang’s eyes, these cow bones were all treasures. Although there was no meat on the cow bones, they were extremely nutritious. The soup made from them was both fragrant and rich, and they even contained bone marrow; they were perfect for making hot pot broth.

“I want ten pounds.”

“Okay.” The bald man quickly weighed the beef bones, “A little over eleven pounds, let’s call it ten pounds.”

“Thank you, uncle.” Ni Yang handed the bald man a one and five yuan note, and reached out to take the beef bones.

Passing by the toy shop, Ni Yang purchased a rattle drum and a little rubber ducky for Little Ni Yun.

Little Ni Yun was now over two months old, and it was a very active time for her.

When Ni Yang arrived home, Ni Cuihua was sitting at the front door waiting for Ni Yang while practicing her handwriting.

After some practice, Ni Cuihua’s handwriting had greatly improved on her initial attempts.

She could now write many characters independently, without having to look at the textbook.

“Mom, your handwriting is now really beautiful,” Ni Yang complimented sincerely.

Ni Cuihua responded with a smile, “That’s all thanks to my little teacher over here.”

Ni Yang said, “It’s more that you’re smart. If you were a dunce, no matter how good 1 taught, you wouldn’t learn.” Students under a teacher could be good or bad.

Ni Cuihua patted Ni Yang’s head, “You, all you know is how to please your mother. Speaking of, food is in the pot. Yangyang, you should go eat.” Hmm. Ni Yang nodded and asked, “Mom, where’s my little sister?”

“She’s sleeping in the back room.”

“Oh.”

Funnily enough, just as Ni Yang stepped into the room, Little Ni Yun woke up. Now she was gnawing on her white little feet. Seeing Ni Yang come over, she started laughing happily.

’Yunyun.” Ni Yang went over to pick up Little Ni Yun.

Even though Little Ni Yun couldn’t talk yet, she would still gurgle in excitement when she saw her big sister.

Ni Yang handed Little Ni Yun the rattle drum and the rubber ducky, “Is Yunyun happy?”

Little Ni Yun didn’t know how to play with the ducky, but she shook the rattle drum, making it create a ruckus.

Ni Cuihua came in from outside, worried, “Yangyang, money is hard for you to earn, why are you spending it carelessly on toys for your sister again?” Ni Yang replied with a smile, “Buying things for my sister doesn’t count as wasting money.”

Ni Cuihua reached out to pick up Little Ni Yun, “I’ll hold her, you go eat your meal quickly.”

Ni Yang turned and headed to the kitchen to eat.

In the afternoon, Ni Yang went down to the river to retrieve the crayfish trap. The river bank was completely deserted, and not even a herdsboy could be seen.

It was unknown why, but every time Ni Yang arrived at the river bank, she would inexplicably think of Mo Qishen.

Was it because Mo Qishen had helped her retrieve the crayfish trap for several days in a row?

Not long ago, Ni Yang had been able to see Mo Qishen by the river every afternoon. Yet, starting from yesterday, he seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth.

In such times, there were no mobile phones, let alone WeChat or QQ…

Once someone lost contact with another, they might never see each other again.

Thinking about this, Ni Yang suddenly felt a sense of melancholy.