Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212: 090: Divorce, then buy the shop! 5

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Mo Hudie excitedly said, “Cousin, Sister Ni Yang is the one who cured me!”

“Is it really the same person?” Lin Pingping continued, “The Ni Yang I know, she even opened a noodle restaurant in the city!”

Mrs. Mo was thrilled, “It is her! It knows doubt about it! It’s Yangyang! She even prepares breakfast for me every morning! I didn’t expect Yangyang to be so kind-hearted! She is indeed the little lucky star of our family! We must find the time to thank her properly.”

Lin Pingping was still a little incredulous.

Mrs. Mo laughed, “I ask you, isn’t Yangyang really beautiful, and doesn’t she have two dimples when she smiles?”

Not everyone could earn Mrs. Mo’s praise for being ‘beautiful’.

Moreover, dimples are rare. You might meet one in ten thousand people.

Lin Pingping nodded, excitedly said: “Yes, yes, yes! Aunt, we are really talking about the same person!”

At the moment, the niece and nephew praised Ni Yang from head to toe without hesitation.

In the noodle restaurant, Ni Yang, who was busy wiping the table, inexplicably felt her ears burning.

She touched her ear, it was a little hot.

Wang Jinfang teased her, “Yangyang, if your ears are hot, someone must be thinking of you.”

Ni Yang laughed and said, “Aunt Jinfang, all you know is joking with me. Why don’t you say someone is scolding me?”

Wang Jinfang said, “Yangyang, whoever dares to scold you, your Aunt Jinfang will be the first to not let them go!”

At that moment, the door was pushed open, and a tall and straight figure came in from outside.

Wang Jinfang gave Zhou Qingshang a wink, and the two tacitly turned and went into the back kitchen.

“Brother Mo.” Seeing the figure, Ni Yang walked over with a smile.

“Yangyang.” Mo Qishen was almost blinded by the two shallow dimples.

His wife seemed to be more and more beautiful!

It’s all right for her to look good!

Why are even her dimples so charming?

Mo Qishen followed Ni Yang in, looking at Ni Yang’s back, he cooled off a bit.

“Brother Mo, sit.” Ni Yang pulled out a chair.