Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 382

Chapter 382: 117: Clever Mrs. Zheng, Meeting the Parents One by One (revised)_4

After choosing his clothes, he carefully shaved off his stubble, meticulously washed his face, and finally headed downstairs.

When he reached the ground floor, Mr. and Mrs. Mo were sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. “Old Six, you’re up! I was just about to wake you,” they said.

“Mom, Dad, have you eaten yet?”

“Your dad and I already ate. We left breakfast for you on the table. The quicker you consume it, the sooner you can go pick up your bride.”

“Okay.” Mo Qishen picked up a meat bun, saying, “I’m leaving now.”

After Mo Qishen left, Mrs. Mo fell into a state of anxiety.

“Husband, do I look good in this outfit? Is it acceptable?” In anticipation of meeting her future daughter-in-law, Mrs. Mo was dressed exceptionally formal today.

Mr. Mo, without lifting his gaze from the newspaper, said, “The young lady is dating Old Six, what’s the use of you looking good?”

Mrs. Mo replied, “I want to make a good impression on her!”

Mo Qishen cycled to the Ni family’s courtyard.

When he arrived, Ni Yang was in the living room having a meal.

“Xiaomo’s here,” Ni Cuihua urged, “Yangyang, hurry up and eat!”

“Okay.” Ni Yang managed a garbled agreement while still eating porridge.

Mo Qishen said, “No worries, Auntie, there’s no rush. We still have plenty of time.”

Ni Cuihua laughed and said, “Little Mo, have you eaten yet? If not, you can eat with us! The pan-fried dumplings this morning were hand-wrapped by Yangyang herself.”

Mo Qishen politely said, “Thank you, Auntie, but I’ve already eaten.”

Ni Yang lifted her eyes towards Mo Qishen, “Brother Mo, why so shy?”

Ni Cuihua handed him a fresh pair of chopsticks and a bowl, “We are all family, Little Mo, there’s no need to be formal.”

Mo Qishen stood up, accepting the bowl and chopsticks with both hands, “Thank you, Auntie.”

In a little while, Ni Yang put down her bowl and chopsticks, then said, “Brother Mo, take your time. I’m going to change.”

“Okay.” Mo Qishen nodded. Somehow his face suddenly flushed.

For some inexplicable reason, he felt a little warm.

Within a short time, Ni Yang emerged from her room fully dressed.

However, Mo Qishen was not in the living room.